#event proxy

💛 💜 ❤️ || she does not at all fancy the PROSPECT of landing herself into a fight. the alien creature does not seem to be a horrible individual, but that memory of him looming THREATENINGLY over her small frame set off signals, harsh alarms that burned and seared into her bones. she's a survivor; the world FORCED her to be one. and yet, when she sees him crossing street towards her, the mind she searches is not filled with vile thoughts. nay, he doesn't seem to recognise her presence in the slightest. and indeed, he doesn't even LOOK like himself! she wonders if this is the creature who was so desperate for her end or if his thoughts just happened to ring SIMILARLY? satori leans in upon her seat, elbows propped against the table. a softly sweet smile touches lips as she peers upwards.

Barry can hear rustling from the kitchen as he makes his way out of his room this morning. He assumes it’s Kay, though that’s proven wrong as soon as he rounds the corner.

He can’t yet see the culprit’s face, and he’s not quite making the correct connection with the hair color (some kids inspired to dye it, maybe? Kids think Lup is cool.)

Katsuto is afraid. But as a Juumonji, he must not show fear. Fifteen years old, still growing into his giant of a body. There was a lot of things that he would have wanted, his father, his siblings [selfish selfish] but as a Juumonji, he can’t show fear. 

 He swallows a bit. His nervousness barely showing. 

 “...Excuse me, Ma’m. Do you know what city this is.”

Oh!! Well, hey! Itty’s barely seen anyone near their age in this city, but this person looks to fit the bill! They seem close to a human, although Itty has learned not to assume quite so easily.

It takes a bit of effort to get noticed, but they’re determined. Once it seems like the other kid has stopped for a minute, Itty climbs up the side of a wall. They wave their jingling key ring from a gap between the bricks.

LUP DURING THIS EVENT:

is twelve whole years old!

just recently lost her Abuelito and Tia; left house and lives on street

she’s a little urchin who Hella knows how to cook (tia taught her) so a lot of the time she works in caravans with her twin brother, Taako

when she’s not doing that, she’s in an underground street fighting ring fighting adults more than twice her size for money

many bruises; many lost teeth; EXTREMELY traumatized and wary and aggro, will probably fight you if you are any bigger than her

is def gonna be terrified as hell w/o her brother in a new place, so!! HAVE FUN

 “Heh. Another mortal! My this city this seems full of them!” flying above and higher than possible, Tezcatlipoca voice is loud as ever. Though there is more energy than usual and his clothes were of ancient aztec style. 

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By sound alone, Besty thinks it’s a regular storm. Crack of thunder, flash of lightning... all things he’d rather be indoors for. But the lightning projects a silhouetted shadow into his room, and that’s what makes him look.

The Nightmare Knight is out there, stirring up this storm. Probably just recharging the fear meters, or what have you. Still, seems like a good opportunity to research, if he’s not too upset about Besty’s outburst earlier.

He goes out the window, and thankfully the wind isn’t too strong for him to control his flight (odd that the Nightmare Knight wouldn’t just turn it down for him, but he probably hasn’t noticed Besty’s here yet.)

“Hey there, Mary Sue!” Besty alights at his shoulder. “Looks like somebody’s finally taking initiative, huh?”

Alright, well, Barry Bluejeans has been here for a solid portion of a day, and this place hasn’t gotten any less weird. Everyone seems upset about one thing or another, but he’s doing fine: weather’s good, people are nice, and he’s still on the lookout for a decent-paying job.

Then he catches sight of another person, and he doesn’t know exactly what it is that’s drawing him towards certain people today, but her? That is one lovely-looking dame. He could stare at that face all day, but he won’t, because he’s a decent goddamn person, he’s Barry Bluejeans.

“Hi, hey, isn’t it fantastic weather out today? You’re a beautiful lady, the sun really brings out your--your hair. Sorry, that’s a weird thing to say, I’m bad at compliments, I’m Barry J Bluejeans.