OPEN POST: THE ANNIVERSARY

[gentleidealist]

THE ANNIVERSARY

[It's been exactly two years since Mithos took over Paradisa. That's two years of delightful massacres, scaring people into the Dead Zone, and manipulating former friends with the ageless face of a Kharlan hero. Two years of your character struggling to hold onto life as they know it while under the shadow of a fearsome ruler from another world. Two years of scraping to get by, cowering in the Dead Zone, waiting for a chance to go home or a death that Paradisa can't-- won't-- give.

There is nothing planned for today, though there are a few whimsical sort of changes that Mithos called for. The angels are on security detail as usual, policing the grounds; however, Mithos and his closest subordinates may be stepping outside. There is a grand feast set up in the ballroom... but angels don't eat, so it's really just for show. The place has the air of a graveyard party where even the dead decide not to attend.

There is an undercurrent of anxiety tonight, a breath held in anticipation. Something is about to happen, and even the insects are quiet.]

CASTLE GROUNDS
INSIDE THE WALLS
THRONE ROOM
BASEMENT
THE OUTSKIRTS
TOWN
DANY'S CAVE
DEAD ZONE SETTLEMENT
THE FOREST

[ooc: HUGE OPEN MINGLING POST for characters who either reside in the castle as angelic little zombies, or people who are returning for whatever reason. Please don't threadjack something without notifying the muns in advance!

You are free to make your own sections if you'd like and I'll add them to this post :)]

Comments

[heal_theworld]

[She startled when she heard the tune, but then whistled it back, smiling.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[He nods simply in return. It was impossible to tell whether he was smiling or not with the helmet he's got on. He takes a few steps closer to the tree and looks up to her.]

Hm. Last person I expected to see.

[heal_theworld]

You're the last person I expected to see too, Break.

[whistles_the_blues]

[He shrugs at that. While he preferred to keep to himself, fleeing to the Dead Zone wasn't an option for him.]

...How long have you been out?

[heal_theworld]

A while. Maybe a month or two? [She's not quite sure.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[The only reason he could keep track was the internal clock in his system, one of the perks to being a machine.]

Long enough to get settled then?

[As settled as you could around here.]

[heal_theworld]

Yes, long enough. A friend wants me to go to the resistance.

[whistles_the_blues]

And what do you want to do?

[He's always been more interested in what someone wants to do with their own will, rather than what others think they should do.]

[heal_theworld]

I...don't know. I want to see Yuan again. But I feel like I would also be a burden. The patrols have increased because of me.

[whistles_the_blues]

Perhaps. They would have increased for something else eventually. I wouldn't let that stop you now.

[heal_theworld]

...Point. I've been avoiding them, though some people aren't so lucky. Be careful out there.

[whistles_the_blues]

...I'll be fine. I'm built to take care of myself.

Hope we can both keep it up though.

[heal_theworld]

[She offers him a smile.] So do I.

[whistles_the_blues]

[He folds his arms and nods. That helmet completely hides whether he's smiling or not.]