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isleofavalon2021-03-10 05:57 am
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Housewarming Party.. sort of!
🧙 WHO: Anyone who has CR with Riou, or people wandering by
⚔️️ WHAT: Since everything's started to melt, Riou was able to find a sustainable camping location he liked.
🕒 WHEN: Mid-March
🗺️ WHERE: Shore outside of Camelot, Broceliande side.
⚠️ WARNINGS: This man is a survivor and exotic chef, so hunting and eating food outside of Western societal norms may be discussed at any point.
[ Riou hadn't made a huge affair out of moving out of the inn. He was used to handling things on his own, and as such, hadn't felt the need to ask anyone to help. Most people wouldn't have any idea how to set up a full-fledged livable camp anyway, so it wouldn't have done him much good.
But once his campsite is set up and he feels comfortable, Riou sends out a text to anyone whose contact info he has and says that he is having a housewarming party at 5pm the next day and attaches a map to the message.
In addition to the main site, there will be a fold-out table that has food Riou made for everyone: stew with an unknown protein, fresh-squeezed juice, a carafe with fresh coffee, and some kind of skewered meat. There's also a green cooler with lots of beer cans in it. It's all delicious, but it's better not to know what is in it. Anyone who brought something may put it on the table, there's space.
At the lake itself, there are some fishing rods and a net set near the edge, along with a couple of camping chairs. Riou hasn't had time to make his own yet, so please enjoy the soft mesh seats. To decorate, Riou has hung some fresh flowers that he's harvested from the laundry clothesline and along the barbed wire fence. If it gets dark, there are a number of lanterns to keep the place lit. He has intentionally not set up his traps yet so that no one gets hurt, but there is a wire surrounding the camp that will ring bells if tripped so that no predators ambush the campsite without alerting Riou, so please be cautious if you leave the camp area. ]
⚔️️ WHAT: Since everything's started to melt, Riou was able to find a sustainable camping location he liked.
🕒 WHEN: Mid-March
🗺️ WHERE: Shore outside of Camelot, Broceliande side.
⚠️ WARNINGS: This man is a survivor and exotic chef, so hunting and eating food outside of Western societal norms may be discussed at any point.
[ Riou hadn't made a huge affair out of moving out of the inn. He was used to handling things on his own, and as such, hadn't felt the need to ask anyone to help. Most people wouldn't have any idea how to set up a full-fledged livable camp anyway, so it wouldn't have done him much good.
But once his campsite is set up and he feels comfortable, Riou sends out a text to anyone whose contact info he has and says that he is having a housewarming party at 5pm the next day and attaches a map to the message.
In addition to the main site, there will be a fold-out table that has food Riou made for everyone: stew with an unknown protein, fresh-squeezed juice, a carafe with fresh coffee, and some kind of skewered meat. There's also a green cooler with lots of beer cans in it. It's all delicious, but it's better not to know what is in it. Anyone who brought something may put it on the table, there's space.
At the lake itself, there are some fishing rods and a net set near the edge, along with a couple of camping chairs. Riou hasn't had time to make his own yet, so please enjoy the soft mesh seats. To decorate, Riou has hung some fresh flowers that he's harvested from the laundry clothesline and along the barbed wire fence. If it gets dark, there are a number of lanterns to keep the place lit. He has intentionally not set up his traps yet so that no one gets hurt, but there is a wire surrounding the camp that will ring bells if tripped so that no predators ambush the campsite without alerting Riou, so please be cautious if you leave the camp area. ]
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He takes a long moment to think of any other loopholes he might have left, but he has exhausted his list of excuses, and Riou is too sharp to not notice any more lies he might try to feed him. He has to tell him the truth.]
...
This is going to sound really far-fetched, but I met you in what might be an alternative timeline for you, in a similar situation as we're in right now - only that it wasn't a matter of the multiverse being frozen, but rather one of the world we all got summoned to needing support from outside. I don't know if that's only going to happen to you later on, once we're resolved the current situation, or if it's two completely divergent timelines.
[The latter seems more likely, and it would align with the theory the other timeline's Riou and Jyuto came up with and which Riou told him about when they went on an expedition outside Lunatia. Hijikata didn't want to subsribe to it, and the reason is pretty evident now: he struggles with the concept of there being different versions of people who have no recollections of each other's memories.]
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He holds Hijikata's sword back out to him, at least, but he has at least one more question. ]
What was our relationship there? [ That's the one thing he's still having trouble comprehending. ] You seem agitated that I have not considered you a friendly presence and have been putting effort in, but on multiple occasions you have proven you are not familiar with basic information about me.
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We were just acquaintances.
[Saying that hurts a little, but isn't it true? He really knows next to nothing about Riou. Sure, they moonlaced every time they met, but again, that was just par for the course.]
I first met you when I attended a friendly rap battle between MTC and Fling Posse. You guys won! I wasn't lying when I said I was a fan, you really impressed me. It's just that I haven't been able to listen to any of your other material. Anyway, there was an afterparty backstage - Samatoki ordered beer and chicken -, and I just wanted to check if anyone needed medical attention. I mean, those rap battles are no walk in the park - well, I don't need to tell you that.
[He's rambling a little, but there's also a smile on his face. It's a happy memory. He's really glad he followed Samatoki's invitation despite how they butted heads every time they met.]
So we got talking there, and a few months later you took me out into the wilderness to collect some plant and animal specimen for the greenhouse you'd built - it was really impressive, like a jungle in the city! I think you'd been transported to that world a little before me, so you were there for maybe a year before they established a way for everyone to go home, I'd estimate. It's called Prismatica. There's at least one more person here who's from the same timeline and also remembers it; he can back up what I'm saying. He's called Noiz, if you know him.
[Distrustful as Riou is he may suspect that Noiz is in cahoots with Hijikata, but as a matter of fact chances are he'd rather troll Hijikata by playing dumb if he knew that he recommended him as a witness. Or maybe not. Hijikata always found it terribly hard to get a read on Noiz.]
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In this case, the story seems harmless, however, even if he's still not sure it accounts for Hijikata's offense at Riou's lack of acceptance.
They seem to have one thing in common regardless, and Riou wishes he could have heard the battle against Fling Posse. He's sure it would've been amazing and a high-intensity battle. If that one song had gotten Hijikata into him, perhaps they could start from a slightly different point. ]
I will see if Jyuto, Samatoki, and I can gather more music. It may be useful to get a base understanding of who we are outside of that battle. Next time you wish to visit, do so during the day hours.
[ That is to say, he won't turn him away. It's an attempt at a friendly gesture. ]
Why would I build a greenhouse instead of living in the wilderness?
[ He's got a genuine curiosity about that one... ]
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He tells Riou none of that, though. As a matter of fact it's far preferably if he takes Hijikata for a groupie for MTC as a whole; that'll take the whole personal aspect out of the matter. He's mildly surprised (and happy, very happy) to be invited back to Riou's camp, but manages to not show any excitement over it. He'll just focus on his question.]
Prismatica was largely uninhabitable until we managed to fully restore it. Most continents were completely encased in crystal as a result of a big calamity long ago, and in addition there were noxious gases in the atmosphere, and dangerous creatures in the halfway livable habitats. You'd regularly go out of the hospitable zone to explore, but due to the health risks you always had to return after a few days.
...
[He weighs the risks and benefits of showing Riou the portal-opening crystal that has become one of his most treasured possessions and, following his gut instinct moreso than his logical conclusion, pulls the simple necklace out from under his shirt.]
Please don't rub it, but this is the catalyst to open a pathway back there. Of course I can't use it now since Prismatica's bound to be frozen like all the other worlds, but I hope you believe me. Once this is all over I can perhaps take you there, if you want to see it.
[Unless the two Rious meeting by chance would cause a massive paradox in space-time or something... but it'll likely be a long time until then anyway. They still have a lot of work to do. It feels like Avalon has barely begun to reveal its many wonders to the new arrivals.]
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He does frown though as he examines (but carefully doesn't touch) the crystal. It certainly looks different than anything he's seen on this planet or his own. This place the crystal comes from is in such dire straits though... how unfortunate. He can't imagine the version of him apparently from there (or he, if his memories are simply missing) would have been happy, being forced inside for all that time. It's giving him a mild anxiety just thinking about it. ]
Provided there is a way back, I would like to see it. I cannot abandon Samatoki and Jyuto, however.
[ SO it would only be a temporary trip, for certain. ]
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Of course. If it makes you feel better, they were there with you, too. I mean, with the other timeline's Riou.
["Were" because Hijikata has no idea if they permanently went back to their own world after the restoration, or if they stayed, or if they did what he did and went home but visited frequently. He slips the crystal back under his shirt. Telling Riou the truth (or, well, most of the truth) took a surprisingly heavy weight off his shoulders. It's goddamn late, though, and Riou is probably struggling to stay awake after partying earlier.]
I'll happily tell you more, but you should probably get some sleep first. Again, sorry for coming by so late! It really took me so long to replant the flowers.
[He glances at them, realising that they send a wrong message now. His silence turned into a whole-ass revelation, and his resignation into new hope to maybe still be able to connect with Riou. His remembrance and gratitude, though, are unchanged, so it sure is a good thing he chose the carnations, gladiolus and hydrangea.]
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Send me a message next time you are free. I will make dinner and we can speak more freely.
[ He won't deny that he wants sleep. Riou usually has a very strict schedule he keeps to whenever it isn't interrupted. ]
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That sounds like a plan. I'll let you know.
[Okay, that sounded neutral enough, right? Ugh, really... he needs to do something about the remnants of Prismatica impulses still hardwired into his brain. That's what this is, right? At the very least it's dark enough that the night might conceal his uncalled-for excitement, so he doesn't lose any more time in leaving the camp. Now to see when his busy days will let up enough that he can cash in that invitation...]
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Do you know your way back in the dark?
[ They're not like.. super close to the city, after all. Riou wasn't about to pick a place it still sounded like he was in a city, anyway, even if it was visible in the distance so Mad Trigger Crew didn't have to travel far to reach his base. ]
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Yeah, I'll be fine. I've got fire magic.
[Never mind that a light source doesn't automatically bring orientation... and that's without taking into account that his magic is messed up and pretty much 90% dysfunctional due to his refusal to stay out of the sun after the incident with the wishes last month. Still, he wants Riou to get some sleep, and he himself needs some time to process what's going on with him and what to do about it. He may end up getting lost and wandering around until morning comes, but it's not like he has a schedule to adhere to, and he really does have a lot of ruminating to do.]
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Until next time, then.
[ He will watch to make sure he actually leaves though. ]
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[He leaves alright! Once out of the camp's perimeters he lights himself a cigarette (using his novelty lighter, not wanting to risk getting covered in soot by his haywire magic again). He rarely every gets a moment of rest, so the long walk home will indeed provide him with a good opportunity to review his time on Prismatica, the different relationships he built and, in part, lost again, and the few reunions (if he can call them that, what with the timeline-crossing) here on Avalon.]