Yūya Sakaki (
hippocarnival) wrote in
lostcarnival2017-08-16 10:53 am
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[Open]
Who: Yuya & everyone
When: Day 146-152
Where: Around the Carnival & Summerlands
What: Recovery, new changes, and continued antics while the carnival has a nice, long break.
Warnings: None, probably?
[Handstands]
[Yuya's in significantly better health than when they first arrived. He can still feel the residual pain and his stamina is rebuilding, but he's much more lively than before. He also realizes he needs to rebuild his strength, so even if he can't perform yet he's at least practicing so that he'll be ready to bounce back into action as soon as he's cleared.
He's taking his exercise outside the tents so the rest of the performers have plenty of room, and instead can be found tending to his errands around the carnival... on his hands. Just walking on his hands, knees bent for better balance as he navigates from the trailers to the cookhouse for lunch.] Excuse me! Coming through!
[Shadow]
[His shadow has been acting up since he returned. At first he was sure it was just a trick of his mind, but the long it goes on, the more chances he has to see that it is, in fact, just moving on its own sometimes. Okay, that's weird, but he just tries to ignore it. Only it doesn't end there, and by the second week it's taken on a different shape entirely. That's not uncommon, he's been assured, but when he finds it morphed into someone a little broader, taller (older), with hair that spikes up... it's unsettling.
He knows who it looks like. He's standing, shoulders tense as he glares at his own shadow. In the middle of the walkway.]
[Summerlands]
[Yuya's come to accept the Summer people. They're certainly not at domineering, volatile, or frightening as the rest of the Summer Court, and plenty of veterans--not the mention the Ringmaster seem to trust them wholly. So he's navigated deeper into the city, to one of the miracle gardens hidden behind pillars and wisteria.
It's a very small, circular garden, flush and green with scattered flowers. The greatest concentration of them, currently, is around Yuya--who's sitting down with dried fruit to snack on, looking serene.
It's easy to tell what's going on, because as soon as anyone steps in with a positive feeling flowers will start to sprout near them. The better they feel the bigger, brighter, more beautiful the flowers become. They smell wonderful, and something about that scent will bring good memories more easily to the front of their mind--no doubt generating more good feelings and more flowers. It's cyclical.]
[Wildcard]
[???]
When: Day 146-152
Where: Around the Carnival & Summerlands
What: Recovery, new changes, and continued antics while the carnival has a nice, long break.
Warnings: None, probably?
[Handstands]
[Yuya's in significantly better health than when they first arrived. He can still feel the residual pain and his stamina is rebuilding, but he's much more lively than before. He also realizes he needs to rebuild his strength, so even if he can't perform yet he's at least practicing so that he'll be ready to bounce back into action as soon as he's cleared.
He's taking his exercise outside the tents so the rest of the performers have plenty of room, and instead can be found tending to his errands around the carnival... on his hands. Just walking on his hands, knees bent for better balance as he navigates from the trailers to the cookhouse for lunch.] Excuse me! Coming through!
[Shadow]
[His shadow has been acting up since he returned. At first he was sure it was just a trick of his mind, but the long it goes on, the more chances he has to see that it is, in fact, just moving on its own sometimes. Okay, that's weird, but he just tries to ignore it. Only it doesn't end there, and by the second week it's taken on a different shape entirely. That's not uncommon, he's been assured, but when he finds it morphed into someone a little broader, taller (older), with hair that spikes up... it's unsettling.
He knows who it looks like. He's standing, shoulders tense as he glares at his own shadow. In the middle of the walkway.]
[Summerlands]
[Yuya's come to accept the Summer people. They're certainly not at domineering, volatile, or frightening as the rest of the Summer Court, and plenty of veterans--not the mention the Ringmaster seem to trust them wholly. So he's navigated deeper into the city, to one of the miracle gardens hidden behind pillars and wisteria.
It's a very small, circular garden, flush and green with scattered flowers. The greatest concentration of them, currently, is around Yuya--who's sitting down with dried fruit to snack on, looking serene.
It's easy to tell what's going on, because as soon as anyone steps in with a positive feeling flowers will start to sprout near them. The better they feel the bigger, brighter, more beautiful the flowers become. They smell wonderful, and something about that scent will bring good memories more easily to the front of their mind--no doubt generating more good feelings and more flowers. It's cyclical.]
[Wildcard]
[???]

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Though, I've found the 'when' is just as important to specify. For a number of people here, I'm from around two hundred years in their past.
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Well, he does dress pretty old.] What year was it when you found the carnival?
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Though huh, he doesn't know anything about Yuya's world either. ]
Where are you from, out of curiosity?
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I'm from Maiami City, Japan. [It sounds like Strange is from earth, but now he just doesn't even know if their earths are the same.]
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I suppose that means our worlds are at least somewhat similar. Do you have magic where you're from?
[ because of course that's what Strange asks about first. ]
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He thumbs at his pendulum.] Not magic like yours. I don't really understand it, and most people wouldn't believe it exists. But it's there.
[Pseuo-science holograms and Arc V aside, there's no other way he knows to interpret his existence but magic.]
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I could help you understand it, if you want. Granted, I've no idea about how the structures of magic work in your world but aside from the Ringmaster, I'd say that I'm the most knowledgeable magician the carnival has.
[ and certainly the most modest. ]
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He rubs the back of his head.] I appreciate it, Mr. Strange, but I probably can't even tell you enough to get started! I don't even remember half of it.
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Or, at least, he's going to mostly let it lie. ]
Well, if you ever do remember more or you find out you can do it, feel free to bother me. I'll be happy to help in any way I can.
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And there's more enjoyable topics that Yuya's memory loss anyway.] What was the manicure for?
[He doesn't say 'that's the kind of thing my mom does', but he sure does think it.]
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[ Have fun picturing that amazingly dumb mental image of Lambert at a spa.
He's in a good humor about the whole thing, despite the fact that the spa itself was pretty damn ridiculous--mostly because it was relaxing as well. Strange was perfectly willing to overlook weird things like 'nail polish' or 'saunas' if it meant he could take it easy for a while. ]
Truth be told, I think she enjoyed shoving me through those treatments just as much as I enjoyed going through them. After all, I doubt she often gets new customers.
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I haven't seen him since we crashed the balloon... but he probably needed it. [Though really, they all needed to relax.]
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[ But, at least in Strange's mind, Yuya also needs to relax. He remembers you running around a few days after you got your soul stabbed, take it easy buddy. ]
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Really? [He stretches his hands behind his head, considering that.] I think I'm good without a manicure... but the other stuff might be nice.
[Like the sauna.] But we also have a hot spring at the carnival, right?
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[ Fun fact: Strange doesn't entirely remember what exfoliating your feet means, but he's pretty sure that was the bit that involved the pumice stone. Or maybe it was the bit with the fish. He's not that certain. ]
Though, I suppose it would be the next best thing. I wonder if there's any way to mimic those treatments with what we have on hand at the carnival?
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Some of the really nice Onsens have that same stuff, but wouldn't you still need someone to operate it? [Where are they gonna get the people to clean the facility, or certified massage therapists?]
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I assume an onsen is like a hot spring?
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So to that he nods.] It is a hot spring, but usually it has a resort built around it. They're supposed to be good for your health so a lot of people take vacations there.
[Also because it's relaxing, just like a spa. With less manicures.]
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After the next inevitable crisis, we should petition the Ringmaster to have us stop there.
[ Because, at least in Strange's mind, there's totally going to be a crisis of sorts eventually, whether it's due to the Portland fae or due to a different world entirely. ]
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[ Strange pauses for a moment, idly rubbing his wrist. He should tell Yuya his worries, even if part of Strange is afraid Yuya will just dismiss them as paranoia. Yuya's already been through so much thanks to the ritual, he doesn't want to see the kid hurt again. ]
And I don't think we've seen the last of the Rose Queen and her lot.
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But--[His attention snaps back up.] I don't know if it's strong enough, but remember that spell I learned to keep the Rose Queen's magic out of the Sanctuary? I can still do it. Maybe we can at least keep them out of the carnival. If the Ringmaster isn't already doing that, anyway.
[He's rather he assured that the Ringmaster has this place defended, truthfully.]
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The carnival's threshold has been penetrated by magic before, so I'm certain the Ringmaster would at least hear you out if you suggested we cast that barrier spell as well.
[ Because yeah, 'we', Strange is definitely helping Yuya out now. ]
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I have a couple other things to ask her about anyway, so I'll talk to her when she's feeling better. I don't plan to just watch the carnival get targeted by them.
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