Tartaglia picks himself up off of the ground where he'd collapsed, his body aching from the corruption that plagues it from the shifting he's done thus far. But behind his eyes is something else, something more hungry and predatory. While he lives in a nightmare of escaping from predators himself, losing himself to a world where it's hunt and be hunted, his body in the real world has become the predator. Everything is so large and unfamiliar, and he stumbles about as the other soul inside of him gets used to walking on two legs. Despite the unfamiliarity, there's one thing his primal-driven mind knows right now...there's all sorts of food walking around for him to eat.
So it's time to pick a target and capture it so he can devour it and satiate the hunger he feels.
He finds one soon enough, as Karteria is crawling with bountiful amounts of food, and he starts to stalk an innocent bystander through the city. Unbeknownst to him, someone who knows him spots him in the middle of his hunt, his focus completely on the person in front of him who has no idea they've been followed for quite a ways...]
[ After countless nights of terrible dreams, Yoimiya feels like she's finally gotten somewhat of a grip on herself. Given the circumstances, she's still not quite comfortable with sleeping, preferring to walk outside and surround herself with people. But even so, Karteria itself seems like it's on edge no matter where she goes. The tension in the air feels so thick that it could be cut with a sword. Despite it all, she appreciates getting some much-needed fresh air, it's a preferred change of pace from everything that's happened. Her eyes drift around her surroundings and it's then, a tuft of bright ginger hair from across the street grabs her attention. It doesn't take long for her to realize who she's staring at.
It's Tartaglia!
But before she's given the chance to greet him, Yoimiya notices that he seems to be focused on something, or better yet, someone else. She looks over the other direction to see an innocent bystander not too far ahead of him. It's hard to tell from this distance but even so, every fiber of her being tells her that something is off about her friend. He might be a Fatui but he doesn't strike her as the type of person to stalk a civilian. ]
Tartaglia...?
[ She waves at him to try and gain his attention but to no avail. Yoimiya isn't sure what to make of this but when in doubt, the best way to get to the bottom of a situation is to dive in. So, she doesn't hesitate to tail him, she's hot on his heels while keeping a respectable distance. ]
[He doesn't recognize his name, the only thing his feral self knows is that there's someone else following him. But it doesn't seem to be a threat, so he continues his hunt. As long as the thing following him doesn't get too close, he sees no reason to give up his prey.
As he continues to stalk this unsuspecting person, Tartaglia feels the need for something more, like his mere hands here aren't enough to capture and feed on them without the risk of them getting away. Quickly moving faster now to get ahead of his food, his body begins to shift into his Arthropoda form, fully given over to the influence and needs of his Natural Soul. He moves from behind the prey to in front of it, using the nearby buildings to hide his movements until he finds the right spot to lie in wait, hidden from view.
Tap, tap, tap, go the footprints of a man simply walking home from his job, and when the time is right, from behind a building, Tartaglia strikes.
His mantis claws reach out and grab the man by his legs and torso, dragging him into a side alley with ease, the razor exoskeleton from his assassin bug side digging into his flesh. He fights back, but to no avail- the strength of which the lost Harbinger has the man by is far more than any human could hope to fight back against.
And when he has him securely in his grasp, despite the man's cries and screams, the beak of his face plunges deep down into his chest, piercing it completely and injecting a paralyzing and digestive agent. The man's screams slowly begin to stop, as he no longer has any control over himself- and the pain of his insides dissolving become too much, and passes out.
Tartaglia stands there, waiting patiently for the acid to do its job, before he begins to feast...]
[ His lack of reaction immediately raises red flags. Though their last encounter didn't end on the best note, she can't imagine Tartaglia straight up ignoring her. Something is up, and given the horrific nightmares plaguing everyone, she wonders if maybe he's being haunted by dreams too. With urgency in her steps, Yoimiya quickens her stride, consideration for her own safety doesn't even cross her mind; she just needs to know if her friend is okay.
It's difficult to ascertain if he's even aware of her presence, and before she realizes the severity of the situation, Tartaglia moves so fast that it feels like he's gone in the blink of an eye. Yoimiya stands on the lonely street, her expression laced with bewilderment as her eyes dart between the buildings. Where did he go? Geez, it's no wonder why he's a Harbinger, she ponders to herself. As she looks around for any signs of him, Yoimiya is getting ready to check a nearby alleyway when the terrible sounds of a blood-curdling scream rip through the area. Alarm bells transform into blaring sirens, and she doesn't hesitate to bolt toward the screams.
An impending sense of doom overwhelms her the closer she gets to the source of the noise, the cries and yells surge the palpitations in her heart. Finally, after what felt like the longest most agonizing run in her life, Yoimiya sees Tartaglia within her sights and stumbles onto what has to be the most horrifying scene she's ever witnessed. There's Tartaglia, shifted into his Arthropoda form with a set of terrifying mantis claws. But the worst part of it all, is the sight of him plunging what looks like a beak into the man's chest and injecting some kind of paralyzing toxin into him. ]
T-Tartaglia?! What are you doing?!?!
[ Unable to process what's happening, her face turns pale as a sheet, her knees buckle from underneath her, causing her to land onto the ground. It's obvious what's happening: Tartaglia just killed a man and is feasting on him like a feral animal needing his hunger satiated. What remains of the man's corpse is so horrifying and gruesome that Yoimiya almost doesn't want to believe what she's witnessing. Is this seriously happening? Or if she's back to having another terrible nightmare? ]
It's a string of small, colorful pictures. Emoji? Is that what it was called? Yoimiya isn't sure what to make this at first. Is this from the Patho-Gen? A cry for help? One of those scammers Sunday warned her about? The possibilities are endless and yet, she feels like she should understand those tiny pictures.
🌊⚡... 👧🏽🐎...
It reminds her of something. ]
Hello treeleaf! Can I help you?
[ Scammer or not, she's determined to get to the bottom of this mystery. Treeleaf... that sounds incredibly familiar, it's on the tip of her tongue. Think, Yoimiya, think! ]
no u (also I’m sorry for my may fail this is my crawling back)
[ On one fine summer morning, Rinne walks into the Valentia's cafe and towards Yoimiya's table, acoustic guitar in hand. Yes, he woke up early for this. Yes, he's going to make a scene. Soon, everyone's clapping along... ]
[ The first day of summer is exciting for SO MANY REASONS but it also happens to be her ✨ BIRTHDAY ✨ Back home, she'd be spending the day with family, friends, the neighborhood kids but it turns out, this world has other plans for her. So here she is, in the cafeteria gorging on a slice of cake. But hey!! At least nothing bad will happen later tonight. Hahahaha... stares at the event
Anyways, Yoimiya is minding her own business, deciding which shops to check out when she suddenly hears Rinne's boisterous voice from across the cafeteria. She looks up to see him with an acoustic guitar in hand and oh, he's wishing someone a Happy Birthday. Oh, he's coming closer and oh, it's her who is on the receiving end. ]
Oh my goodness...! I've been blessed by the famous idol, Rinnepyon...!!!
[ SHE LOOKS SO SURPRISED BUT SO ECSTATIC AT THE SAME TIME. ]
A wish?! Oh um, gosh that's so difficult. But... what I want the most is to see the smiles on everyone's faces.
[ Rinne preens. The famous idol, Rinnepyon... He's nowhere near as famous to deserve it just yet, but it has a nice ring to it! This is why he loves hanging around her. ]
Heh, I like the sound of that. I was hopin' you'd be more specific, but figuring that shit out's my job anyway. [ He strums his guitar. ] Okay! A buncha smiles comin' right up. Follow me, Miyacakes. We got fans to play for!
[ He jerks a thumb behind him. They're heading out! Is Yoimiya finished with her cake... Does he have to eat it... ]
[ Yoimiya hadn't thought much about her birthday but her sweet friends are proving her wrong. These cookies are the cutest things she's ever seen so naturally, she has to shoot Aether a text. ]
Aether! Thank you so so SOOOO much for the cookies. They were delicious, cute, and just the absolute best.
Eating one of your homemade treats on my birthday feels like a blessing.
Soooooooo Firstly, as a friend, you should know Takasugi's birthday is this month! Just send him a gift, he's shy and wants to have a party with just us. But! I actually wanted to talk business with you! Because they put me in charge of their October concert and I'd like to keep as much of its set up on the down-low from them as possible since they like surprises! I'd like it to be outside for full use of your pyrotechnology, so do you happen to know anything about Halloween?
[His day had started out at home, taking the time to relax and think about what he wanted for dinner in a few hours and what kind of post-dinner workout he was going to engage in. Maybe he'd go see if anyone was at the warehouse they'd purposed into the location for fight club, maybe he'd just go for a run around the city and spot a new little shop he'd keep in mind to visit later. Everything's all well and good until suddenly the world goes dark.
When Tartaglia wakes, he's on the cold hard ground, a collar around his neck and not in the same clothes as what he had on before he blacked out. Chills sweep through his body and he groans as he gains his bearings. Never before has his eyelids felt so heavy, struggling to open them as he takes in the room around him. It's barren, save for the evidence that it's been used before- claw marks on the walls as if some beast had tried to escape, beaten and left in bad condition.
His head swims with confusion, not understanding why his normal amount of alertness wasn't returning to him upon waking up. It's the reason why he's missed a very important part of the puzzle here in this room- he isn't alone.
Tartaglia's hand sweeps across the floor, trying to get his limbs to work so he can pick himself up when he touches something, or rather, someone. His head lazily rolls to the side to see what on earth it was, finding what could possibly be the worst thing: Yoimiya.
She's lying on the floor next to him, and his eyes widen in shock. Without any knowledge of what's going on, he fears the worst, and what's more terrible is that she's going to have to suffer whatever fate they've found themselves in.]
Yoimiya...
[He calls to her softly, shaking her gently as he finally finds a way to get his body to support itself after waking up.]
Yoimiya, are you okay...?
Edited (wanted to include link to log for convenience (and then i fucked my html up)) 2025-10-12 23:50 (UTC)
[ The day started off as ordinary as ever; she mostly spent her day out and about trying to find anything she could use as firework materials in hopes of making Naganohara Fireworks in Karteria a reality. Her search has been met with... mixed results, but that's not about to stop the little firecracker from making her dreams come true! She's in the middle of making another around across the city when the monster inside of her belly growls, needing food. That's right, she hasn't eaten since lunch. Food sounds really good right about now. That cute café with those delicious cakes or the Valentina... it's the last thing Yoimiya recalls when, suddenly, darkness consumes her.
Yoimiya has no idea how long it's been until she finally stirs. In the back of her mind, she vaguely hears a familiar, warm voice calling out her name, but even so, her body feels so heavy and exhausted that she doesn't respond right away. It's only when she feels something, or someone gently shaking her, that she finally manages to groan. Slowly, her eyes flutter open, and the first thing she sees is deep blue eyes staring down at her. ]
Mm... Tartaglia...?
[ Eventually, Yoimiya uses the little strength she has to push herself off the ground. Aside from Tartaglia, the first thing she notices upon waking up is a device around her neck. Immediately, her hands come up to touch the object, noting that it feels tight though not so tight that it's difficult to breathe. Her gaze shifts down to the object in question, and after briefly inspecting the Harbinger, she notices they have both been fitted with collars around their necks. ]
I... I don't know. My head feels kinda fuzzy. Where are we...?
[ They're no longer where they previously were, that's for sure. She moves her hand from the collar to the back of her head, wincing and groaning once more at the dingy light around them. The question is mostly rhetorical; Tartaglia is probably just as clueless as she is. If she had to guess, it looks like some sort of cell? ]
[The more and more his vision comes to him and he gets a good look around, the more this looks like they're in a bad situation. No doubt all the damage to the walls were from previous Augmented, and he doesn't need to be told that they're probably in Patho-Gen's care at the moment. The worst thing about it is it doesn't look like the care they're going to receive is going to be good, considering they didn't even bother to provide them with livable accommodations.]
The last I remember is being at home. No doubt that Patho-Gen's done something to us to bring us here. And...I've got a really bad feeling about this.
[He remembers the things they found shambling around in the marshlands before arriving at Kelesis. Was that going to be their fate now, too?]
[ Bless you Malkuth, this text couldn't have come at a better time! This is just what she needs after VAGUE GESTURES. ]
Gosh, right? I can't believe the month is almost over. My mind feels like it's been trapped in a fog. A shopping trip sounds like the perfect way to cure my head!
[ She's really thankful for this, it will give her some time to recuperate after everything that happened to Tartaglia and herself. ]
[ there is no better therapy than retail therapy. besides, maybe getting a girl's insight on something would be good-- ]
Let's meet by the Library Sophia if you've got the time today! When it comes to unique finds, I think that District's our best bet -- even if they're a little on the pricey side.
[Winter is finally here, and Tartaglia is excited to finally get out into the snow, go ice skating, ice fishing, have snowball fights, anything that gets him out into the familiar feel of the frigid cold. Though his Arthropoda soul is doing its absolute best to rebel against it, even it can't override the nostalgia he has for the winter season. Most importantly, it's the first snow he gets to share with Yoimiya, and he invites her out excitedly so they can walk around and have a little fun.
Childe's plans aren't all that big- a nice day in the city, maybe visiting a park at some point, pretty much anything goes for him. He'd already toured the city by himself a little earlier in the week, just to see what fun attractions and activities were being put on, so he had an idea of where everything's going down.]
Oh, how the snow makes me miss Snezhnaya...I wish I could take you to Snezhnograd, it practically shimmers with the frost that layers upon every building in the city...
[Unfortunately, he doesn't realize that they are passing by Love, Definitely, the boutique that did some entrapment to him not too long ago. They made him try on a bridesmaid dress before...
A few of the tailors spot him with Yoimiya on his arm this time, and upon recognizing the ginger, wave at both of them frantically- especially to Yoimiya, because they know they can get the girl with him to get him to come back in again- to get them to come over.]
You two! Come, we have some fantastic wedding outfits we need models for! They'll be perfect on you!
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[ You might be able to take a man out of Snezhnaya, but you can't take Snezhnaya out of the man. It's cold but braving the weather just to see her sweetheart's reaction has been more than worth it. Despite harboring a Arthropoda soul, he looks like he's in his natural habitat out in the snow, he might even be known as the first bug to tough out winter. Best of all? She gets to experience her first snow in Karteria with him.
The way he describes Snezhnograd is magical, she could listen to him wax poetics about his beloved country all day. Oh, how she longs for the day they go home. She'd love to go to Snezhnaya. There's so much she wishes to see, so much she'd love to experience with him. Yoimiya can already picture a swirl of white sweeping across the country.
Though it seems like they'll have to put their plans on hold. Yoimiya doesn't realize they're passing by Love, Definitely, until they're approached by an employee beckoning them to try their outfits. She looks surprised and even points at herself in a Who me...? kind of manner since it's hard to believe they want her to model. ]
Wedding outfits...?
[ They've only been dating for a few months, so it's definitely way too soon to be thinking about marriage. But she can't deny the idea of trying on something that's meant to be romantic with Ajax has her full attention. ]
What do you think, Ajax? Would you like to give it a shot? I'm willing to bet all the numis I own that you'd look dashing in their clothes.
[ But lbr, she thinks Ajax would look good in anything. ]
He recognizes those voices immediately. Those are the two that tricked him inside last time and put him in a very uncomfortable dress. It was We need to be prepared for people like you with special body parts! and We'll make sure it's specially tailored perfectly for you! We need practice!
Oh, how he remembers, being forced to take photos too...
He looks to Yoimiya when she asks, and he can see it in her eyes, how her attention is fully on this. Internally, for only a short moment, he hems and haws at himself. He doesn't want to go through that again, but on the other side, he knows Yoimiya would have a nice time. And, surely, they'll put her in a beautiful dress, one he can fawn over her in.]
Hmmmmmm...alright. But don't let them be too pushy with you. Those girls have ideas in their head about clothing...
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action; Day Terrors prompt
Tartaglia picks himself up off of the ground where he'd collapsed, his body aching from the corruption that plagues it from the shifting he's done thus far. But behind his eyes is something else, something more hungry and predatory. While he lives in a nightmare of escaping from predators himself, losing himself to a world where it's hunt and be hunted, his body in the real world has become the predator. Everything is so large and unfamiliar, and he stumbles about as the other soul inside of him gets used to walking on two legs. Despite the unfamiliarity, there's one thing his primal-driven mind knows right now...there's all sorts of food walking around for him to eat.
So it's time to pick a target and capture it so he can devour it and satiate the hunger he feels.
He finds one soon enough, as Karteria is crawling with bountiful amounts of food, and he starts to stalk an innocent bystander through the city. Unbeknownst to him, someone who knows him spots him in the middle of his hunt, his focus completely on the person in front of him who has no idea they've been followed for quite a ways...]
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It's Tartaglia!
But before she's given the chance to greet him, Yoimiya notices that he seems to be focused on something, or better yet, someone else. She looks over the other direction to see an innocent bystander not too far ahead of him. It's hard to tell from this distance but even so, every fiber of her being tells her that something is off about her friend. He might be a Fatui but he doesn't strike her as the type of person to stalk a civilian. ]
Tartaglia...?
[ She waves at him to try and gain his attention but to no avail. Yoimiya isn't sure what to make of this but when in doubt, the best way to get to the bottom of a situation is to dive in. So, she doesn't hesitate to tail him, she's hot on his heels while keeping a respectable distance. ]
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As he continues to stalk this unsuspecting person, Tartaglia feels the need for something more, like his mere hands here aren't enough to capture and feed on them without the risk of them getting away. Quickly moving faster now to get ahead of his food, his body begins to shift into his Arthropoda form, fully given over to the influence and needs of his Natural Soul. He moves from behind the prey to in front of it, using the nearby buildings to hide his movements until he finds the right spot to lie in wait, hidden from view.
Tap, tap, tap, go the footprints of a man simply walking home from his job, and when the time is right, from behind a building, Tartaglia strikes.
His mantis claws reach out and grab the man by his legs and torso, dragging him into a side alley with ease, the razor exoskeleton from his assassin bug side digging into his flesh. He fights back, but to no avail- the strength of which the lost Harbinger has the man by is far more than any human could hope to fight back against.
And when he has him securely in his grasp, despite the man's cries and screams, the beak of his face plunges deep down into his chest, piercing it completely and injecting a paralyzing and digestive agent. The man's screams slowly begin to stop, as he no longer has any control over himself- and the pain of his insides dissolving become too much, and passes out.
Tartaglia stands there, waiting patiently for the acid to do its job, before he begins to feast...]
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It's difficult to ascertain if he's even aware of her presence, and before she realizes the severity of the situation, Tartaglia moves so fast that it feels like he's gone in the blink of an eye. Yoimiya stands on the lonely street, her expression laced with bewilderment as her eyes dart between the buildings. Where did he go? Geez, it's no wonder why he's a Harbinger, she ponders to herself. As she looks around for any signs of him, Yoimiya is getting ready to check a nearby alleyway when the terrible sounds of a blood-curdling scream rip through the area. Alarm bells transform into blaring sirens, and she doesn't hesitate to bolt toward the screams.
An impending sense of doom overwhelms her the closer she gets to the source of the noise, the cries and yells surge the palpitations in her heart. Finally, after what felt like the longest most agonizing run in her life, Yoimiya sees Tartaglia within her sights and stumbles onto what has to be the most horrifying scene she's ever witnessed. There's Tartaglia, shifted into his Arthropoda form with a set of terrifying mantis claws. But the worst part of it all, is the sight of him plunging what looks like a beak into the man's chest and injecting some kind of paralyzing toxin into him. ]
T-Tartaglia?! What are you doing?!?!
[ Unable to process what's happening, her face turns pale as a sheet, her knees buckle from underneath her, causing her to land onto the ground. It's obvious what's happening: Tartaglia just killed a man and is feasting on him like a feral animal needing his hunger satiated. What remains of the man's corpse is so horrifying and gruesome that Yoimiya almost doesn't want to believe what she's witnessing. Is this seriously happening? Or if she's back to having another terrible nightmare? ]
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shaking, crying, throwing up together.......
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un: treeleaf
🌳🍃！ 👧🏽🐎
健あｌｔｈ？ ☺️？
bless you konoha you are so cute
It's a string of small, colorful pictures. Emoji? Is that what it was called? Yoimiya isn't sure what to make this at first. Is this from the Patho-Gen? A cry for help? One of those scammers Sunday warned her about? The possibilities are endless and yet, she feels like she should understand those tiny pictures.
🌊⚡... 👧🏽🐎...
It reminds her of something. ]
Hello treeleaf!
Can I help you?
[ Scammer or not, she's determined to get to the bottom of this mystery. Treeleaf... that sounds incredibly familiar, it's on the tip of her tongue. Think, Yoimiya, think! ]
no u (also I’m sorry for my may fail this is my crawling back)
tree leaf!
🌳🍃！
🌳🍃 🗣️ 👋☺️ ➡️ 🌊⚡🏯👩🏻🦰
[… There we go!]
don't worry!!! may was crazy and i also dropped off the face of the planet. WE WILL MAKE UP FOR IT
fr why was may so crazy tho
FR... hopefully june will be kinder to us
plz god
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→ action, next day
country gal pals action!!!!
I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR
crawls back from side job hell to keep loving them
HELLO!! dw this month has been wild for me, hope your job settles down
manifesting a stable august for us both
YES we need a kind august
🙏🙏🙏
action, on her FUCKING BIRTHDAY!!!
Happy birthday Yoimiyaaaa, happy birthday tooo youuuuu~!
Now make a wish!
thank you rinne for blessing her on her FUCKING BIRTHDAY!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉
Hahahaha... stares at the eventAnyways, Yoimiya is minding her own business, deciding which shops to check out when she suddenly hears Rinne's boisterous voice from across the cafeteria. She looks up to see him with an acoustic guitar in hand and oh, he's wishing someone a Happy Birthday. Oh, he's coming closer and oh, it's her who is on the receiving end. ]
Oh my goodness...! I've been blessed by the famous idol, Rinnepyon...!!!
[ SHE LOOKS SO SURPRISED BUT SO ECSTATIC AT THE SAME TIME. ]
A wish?! Oh um, gosh that's so difficult. But... what I want the most is to see the smiles on everyone's faces.
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Heh, I like the sound of that. I was hopin' you'd be more specific, but figuring that shit out's my job anyway. [ He strums his guitar. ] Okay! A buncha smiles comin' right up. Follow me, Miyacakes. We got fans to play for!
[ He jerks a thumb behind him. They're heading out! Is Yoimiya finished with her cake... Does he have to eat it... ]
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please pretend that this is on time
Today is your special day, so happy birthday, Yoimiya! I wish you all the most wonderful moments and all the exciting stories to tell.
-Aether
dw time is fake....
Aether! Thank you so so SOOOO much for the cookies.
They were delicious, cute, and just the absolute best.
Eating one of your homemade treats on my birthday feels like a blessing.
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Again, happy birthday! Thanks for always being such an amazing friend.
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@onestepforward, 9/3 txt
Can you keep a secret? ♪
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For sure! I won't tell a soul, cross my heart.
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Soooooooo
Firstly, as a friend, you should know Takasugi's birthday is this month! Just send him a gift, he's shy and wants to have a party with just us.
But! I actually wanted to talk business with you! Because they put me in charge of their October concert and I'd like to keep as much of its set up on the down-low from them as possible since they like surprises!
I'd like it to be outside for full use of your pyrotechnology, so do you happen to know anything about Halloween?
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action; October event, starting inside of a cell
[His day had started out at home, taking the time to relax and think about what he wanted for dinner in a few hours and what kind of post-dinner workout he was going to engage in. Maybe he'd go see if anyone was at the warehouse they'd purposed into the location for fight club, maybe he'd just go for a run around the city and spot a new little shop he'd keep in mind to visit later. Everything's all well and good until suddenly the world goes dark.
When Tartaglia wakes, he's on the cold hard ground, a collar around his neck and not in the same clothes as what he had on before he blacked out. Chills sweep through his body and he groans as he gains his bearings. Never before has his eyelids felt so heavy, struggling to open them as he takes in the room around him. It's barren, save for the evidence that it's been used before- claw marks on the walls as if some beast had tried to escape, beaten and left in bad condition.
His head swims with confusion, not understanding why his normal amount of alertness wasn't returning to him upon waking up. It's the reason why he's missed a very important part of the puzzle here in this room- he isn't alone.
Tartaglia's hand sweeps across the floor, trying to get his limbs to work so he can pick himself up when he touches something, or rather, someone. His head lazily rolls to the side to see what on earth it was, finding what could possibly be the worst thing: Yoimiya.
She's lying on the floor next to him, and his eyes widen in shock. Without any knowledge of what's going on, he fears the worst, and what's more terrible is that she's going to have to suffer whatever fate they've found themselves in.]
Yoimiya...
[He calls to her softly, shaking her gently as he finally finds a way to get his body to support itself after waking up.]
Yoimiya, are you okay...?
your edits ate my inbox 😭
Yoimiya has no idea how long it's been until she finally stirs. In the back of her mind, she vaguely hears a familiar, warm voice calling out her name, but even so, her body feels so heavy and exhausted that she doesn't respond right away. It's only when she feels something, or someone gently shaking her, that she finally manages to groan. Slowly, her eyes flutter open, and the first thing she sees is deep blue eyes staring down at her. ]
Mm... Tartaglia...?
[ Eventually, Yoimiya uses the little strength she has to push herself off the ground. Aside from Tartaglia, the first thing she notices upon waking up is a device around her neck. Immediately, her hands come up to touch the object, noting that it feels tight though not so tight that it's difficult to breathe. Her gaze shifts down to the object in question, and after briefly inspecting the Harbinger, she notices they have both been fitted with collars around their necks. ]
I... I don't know. My head feels kinda fuzzy. Where are we...?
[ They're no longer where they previously were, that's for sure. She moves her hand from the collar to the back of her head, wincing and groaning once more at the dingy light around them. The question is mostly rhetorical; Tartaglia is probably just as clueless as she is. If she had to guess, it looks like some sort of cell? ]
SOB I'M SORRRYYYYYY
[The more and more his vision comes to him and he gets a good look around, the more this looks like they're in a bad situation. No doubt all the damage to the walls were from previous Augmented, and he doesn't need to be told that they're probably in Patho-Gen's care at the moment. The worst thing about it is it doesn't look like the care they're going to receive is going to be good, considering they didn't even bother to provide them with livable accommodations.]
The last I remember is being at home. No doubt that Patho-Gen's done something to us to bring us here. And...I've got a really bad feeling about this.
[He remembers the things they found shambling around in the marshlands before arriving at Kelesis. Was that going to be their fate now, too?]
ARE YOU THO??????
I AMMMMMMMMMMMM
PRESS X TO DOUBT
WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN TO MEEEEEE
YOU BULLY ME ALL THE TIME????? YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK
I ONLY BULLY YOU BECAUSE I CARE
THEN THAT MEANS I CARE ABOUT YOU TOO
HANA CARES ABOUT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I CARE LOTS ABOUT BEAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I CARE LOTS ABOUT HANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SOBBING BEAN IS SO SWEET qq
WDYM HANA IS SO SWEET A;LJFAS;LFJ
WDYM WDYIM???? BEAN IS SWEETER
NO?????????/ SINCE WHEN?
SINCE ALWAYS, YOU ARE A SWEET BEAN
LIES, I AM A MENACE
YOU AREN'T WRONG.... YOU ARE A SWEET MENACE
OMG NO I HAVE TO DELETE THE SWEET PART
IT'S TOO LATE NOW AND I HOPE EVERYONE SEES THAT YOU ARE SWEET MWAHAHAHAHAHA
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH REAL LIFE MONSTERS
I LOVE THAT SHOW
ME TOO ickis was my favorite sobs
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post-event sometime
The month sure flies by, huh...?
Let's go out! I'm free! And I'd still like a costume!
[ it'll
be good, maybe, to mindlessly shop with a friend... definitely good. away from her boys that worry her and worry about her. ]
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Gosh, right? I can't believe the month is almost over. My mind feels like it's been trapped in a fog.
A shopping trip sounds like the perfect way to cure my head!
[ She's really thankful for this, it will give her some time to recuperate after everything that happened to Tartaglia and herself. ]
When and where can I meet you?
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Let's meet by the Library Sophia if you've got the time today! When it comes to unique finds, I think that District's our best bet -- even if they're a little on the pricey side.
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action; December event
[Winter is finally here, and Tartaglia is excited to finally get out into the snow, go ice skating, ice fishing, have snowball fights, anything that gets him out into the familiar feel of the frigid cold. Though his Arthropoda soul is doing its absolute best to rebel against it, even it can't override the nostalgia he has for the winter season. Most importantly, it's the first snow he gets to share with Yoimiya, and he invites her out excitedly so they can walk around and have a little fun.
Childe's plans aren't all that big- a nice day in the city, maybe visiting a park at some point, pretty much anything goes for him. He'd already toured the city by himself a little earlier in the week, just to see what fun attractions and activities were being put on, so he had an idea of where everything's going down.]
Oh, how the snow makes me miss Snezhnaya...I wish I could take you to Snezhnograd, it practically shimmers with the frost that layers upon every building in the city...
[Unfortunately, he doesn't realize that they are passing by Love, Definitely, the boutique that did some entrapment to him not too long ago. They made him try on a bridesmaid dress before...
A few of the tailors spot him with Yoimiya on his arm this time, and upon recognizing the ginger, wave at both of them frantically- especially to Yoimiya, because they know they can get the girl with him to get him to come back in again- to get them to come over.]
You two! Come, we have some fantastic wedding outfits we need models for! They'll be perfect on you!
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The way he describes Snezhnograd is magical, she could listen to him wax poetics about his beloved country all day. Oh, how she longs for the day they go home. She'd love to go to Snezhnaya. There's so much she wishes to see, so much she'd love to experience with him. Yoimiya can already picture a swirl of white sweeping across the country.
Though it seems like they'll have to put their plans on hold. Yoimiya doesn't realize they're passing by Love, Definitely, until they're approached by an employee beckoning them to try their outfits. She looks surprised and even points at herself in a Who me...? kind of manner since it's hard to believe they want her to model. ]
Wedding outfits...?
[ They've only been dating for a few months, so it's definitely way too soon to be thinking about marriage. But she can't deny the idea of trying on something that's meant to be romantic with Ajax has her full attention. ]
What do you think, Ajax? Would you like to give it a shot? I'm willing to bet all the numis I own that you'd look dashing in their clothes.
[ But lbr, she thinks Ajax would look good in anything. ]
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He recognizes those voices immediately. Those are the two that tricked him inside last time and put him in a very uncomfortable dress. It was We need to be prepared for people like you with special body parts! and We'll make sure it's specially tailored perfectly for you! We need practice!
Oh, how he remembers, being forced to take photos too...
He looks to Yoimiya when she asks, and he can see it in her eyes, how her attention is fully on this. Internally, for only a short moment, he hems and haws at himself. He doesn't want to go through that again, but on the other side, he knows Yoimiya would have a nice time. And, surely, they'll put her in a beautiful dress, one he can fawn over her in.]
Hmmmmmm...alright. But don't let them be too pushy with you. Those girls have ideas in their head about clothing...
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