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treasuremap) wrote2021-09-17 12:45 pm
treasuremap) wrote2021-09-17 12:45 pm
COTERIE INTERACTIONS (IC) - CHAPTER I
COTERIE INTERACTIONS
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The leader of each coterie, all colloquially known by the same name as their group—Jaguar, Eagle, Viper, and Salamander—will play a major role in the story, oftentimes appearing in events and even, during major plots, accompanying the player characters on their quests. While having constant access to them in threads would be difficult to keep track of and may lead to unfair advantages for some characters, and they will never directly comment to any network or log posts made in
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incensed or incenselogs, we do want to offer the opportunity for characters to interact with them. Therefore, with the exception of the aforementioned event posts where the NPCs might appear, all direct interactions with the coterie leaders can be done here. Simply comment below with the leader you'd like to interact with and whether it is in person or via medallion/journal in the subject line.Note that it is fine to handwave minor interactions with the NPCs, such as in the case of exposition or receiving their quest orders, and you do not need to thread that out here nor ask permission from the mods. Relationships beyond passing familiarity as leader/subordinate cannot be handwaved however—in general, characters will not "build CR" with their leader to the degree they might with other characters in the game. They will still get to know them well over the course of the story, though.
Please also note that the NPCs are played by the mod team and are subject to the same tagging speed or question-answering expectations. We will respond as soon as we can!
VIPER In person???
It's been-- over a month, but a lot of that was spent as an emotionless Zombie. Then doing hot springs stuff and trying to learn how to control magic, and then crossing the entire continent--
Kiichpan is still a hot mess. Half flooded, half destroyed, but the reconstruction efforts are certainly coming along. He heads straight to the coterie building (assuming it's standing), giant dogmonster following at a lazy pace, tail swishing as they walk in. Last time he was in here he had barely paid attention to anything, focused only on the relic and the blinding, blistering rage within him. And walking in definitely brings a call back to those emotions, that sparking heat trying to find someplace to latch in his chest, before he's slowly sighing out a breath and shaking his head. At least he remembers where Viper's office is, where the sealing had took place.]
Hey... Viper? [He sticks his head in, knocking on the door after, like an idiot. The dog also sticks his head in and it's like some scooby-doo dumbass bullshit.]
Oh, hey, you look way less scaly. [A com...pliment???]
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And then with a lame look and a very crooked smirk. ]
Good gods, what a flatterer. You must be a real hit with the ladies back where you come from. [ Or the men. Or both. Or Other. She doesn't judge. ] Heh, get in here, lad. Take a seat. You, uh... you and your...
...animal.
[ ??? ]
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[And he does walk in! Followed by Noishe, because fuck it, he's stopped pretending he cares about whether dogs can come indoors or not. It's hot outside and who knows how long it will be!]
Oh, and this is Noishe. He showed up here with me from home. Anyway, I figured I'd come see you to learn more about... you know, controlling this curse thing.
[A pause, and he'll add:] And joining the Vipers.
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[ As if she can't change it whenever she wants, but it's nice not to constantly have a bitchy snake face. Gesturing to an open seat on the other side of the table, Viper sweeps her arm out and gathers the crap all over the table under it to clear a space. There's no particular deliberateness to it, and most of it winds up in a haphazard pile next to her, so she probably doesn't intend to hide any of it from him. Or his. Dog.
Either way, there's as big a smile as she's capable of on her face at that last part. ]
Jumpin' ship, are ya? Glad ta hear it. An' it works out great for us both, 'cause getting a handle on that curse isn't gonna happen overnight. You're gonna have to work doubly hard, bein' one of us and with all you got to deal with now. You think you're ready for it, then we won't waste any time.
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Another nod at her words, though he does make a bit of a grimace.] Yeah.... my father can use magic, so he was trying to help me figure out how to control the fire thing before I headed out this way, but... Yeah, it definitely isn't an overnight thing.
[At least he's gotten really good at like bandaging up his own arms and fingers???]
But okay. I'm ready. I already took too long off. [A determined nod, and he'll unwind the Jaguar medallion from his belt and set it firmly on the desk.]
⍓︎□︎◆︎. ⧫︎♒︎♓︎■︎🙵. ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ♎︎□︎ ♌︎◆︎⧫︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ♎︎□︎■︎🕯︎⧫︎!!
[yeah that thing translates doesn't it.]
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👎︎◆︎❍︎♌︎♏︎❒︎ ⧫︎♒︎♋︎■︎ ♋︎ ♌︎□︎⌧︎ □︎♐︎ ❒︎□︎♍︎🙵⬧︎📪︎, ♌︎◆︎⧫︎ ♋︎⧫︎ ●︎♏︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎ ♒︎♏︎ ♑︎♏︎⧫︎⬧︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ♐︎❒︎♓︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎🕯︎' 🙰□︎♌︎ ♎︎□︎■︎♏︎📬︎.
[ Don't worry about it Lloyd. She brings the new medallion over and mimes putting it around his neck as she hands it over, although however he wants to wear it is fine. She waits until he has it on before she says anything else, which also includes giving her hand out to shake, a gesture not just intended as a formality, but we'll get to that in a minute. ]
Welcome to the team, lad. [ ...Snorting. ] ...Lloyd. Put 'er there.
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I always forget about that... I don't think we had any magic that could translate like that back home.
[Sure would have saved Sheena some problems amirite. Whatever, he's got his new medallion, and reaches out to take her hand and return that handshake.]
Thanks. I'm sure there's more than enough to catch up on and keep me busy. [Reconstruction on top of the whole curse dealie, and all that.]
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[ Her gaze jumps to Lloyd's hand when they shake, brow furrowing as if confused. Not to Make It Weird, but she doesn't let go right away, her hand lingering in his for a long moment, and she looks up to see if his expression's changed at all. Clearly she expected something to happen, but there's no big magical spark or cataclysmic Event, it's just... a handshake. Now a very long, somewhat awkward handshake. ]
...Huh. Thought I would've felt it. Maybe it's 'cause neither one of us is all that pissed off. How 'bout you? Anything?
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[Or. Wait.] Wait, how are you so old, anyway? Is that a curse thing? [DOES he have a hundred years...???]
[He doesn't mind the awkward hand holding after the end of the handshake, but does follow her gaze down when she seems to be surprised about the lack of anything.]
...No? Should I?
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It's a curse thing. I was aging normally before that. Now I just age on the inside. I gotta be at least a million in "over it" years.
[ Taking a seat back where she was, she picks up the old Jaguar pendant and twirls the little chain around her finger, only to let it fling off into the chaos that is the rest of her messy, hoarded room. She'll get rid of it properly later (if she can find it again). ]
...I was uncontrollable back then. Sure as hell couldn't manage a city... I could barely manage breakfast. But I thought, eh... embracing it was what I was supposed'ta do, and it turned me into a monster. That's what we're tryin' to avoid. Learnin' to take control of it is different than giving in, so that's what I'm angling to teach you. So if you had anger management problems before, well: welcome to therapy, lad. Congrats.
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....I guess we don't know if I'm gonna be like that too, huh. [He's hoping she knows, but... well. She didn't seem to even be sure about how much of it he had received.]
I never had too much trouble before... Just like the normal amount, I guess? [Hot flare ups, but nothing that really lingered or lasted or caused a problem. Just hot blooded teenager things. Anyway, he tips his head back, trying to think about how he feels now. The hand that had grasped Viper's makes it's way to settle into Noishe's ruff, slowly ruffling it in though.]
But it's like... everything's kinda irritating all the time now. And I can deal with that much-- but even the smallest, stupidest thing and it's like my chest is on fire and I stop thinking right, and I feel like there's way too much energy in me-- [And then he either breaks something or punches a wall or explodes a thing. Whoops.]
I had a friend trying to show me how to like... breathe through it and calm my mind, but that was more annoying than anything.
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Damn. Yeah. Sounds about right. Hard to say just how bad you got it until I see it in action—an' I will soon enough. But in the meantime, we're gonna operate like you're as much a ticking time bomb as I ever was and act accordingly. Plan for the worst, hope for the best, or... whatever.
[ Something something optimism. ]
I will say, I dunno how much is the curse and how much is the incense. Regular folk turn into monsters, too, yanno. And you were right to be ticked off, the hell you think breathing is gonna do around here? You need to know how to control it. Learn when it's taking hold of you and steer it someplace useful. Weaponize it, I guess is what I'm tryin' to say. Without lettin' it consume you.