katsumori team post

[darkholder]

Who: katsumori and visitors
When: post game
Where: katsumori dorm
What: we're all so fine!!!
Warnings: tba but typical post trauma warnings

[everything is so fine and so normal]

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[darkholder]

[anyways,

heading to her bedroom pretty much immediately, but knocking is a free action.]

[presgarddihellis]

[so anyway, after a while, he's going to be knocking on the door.

with his new (old) face.

voice a bit lower, too, but like.]

Miss Star? I'll be going to cafeteria to get a couple of meals' worth to bring back here. Is there anything else you need?

[darkholder]

[pausing for a moment as she opens the door, before she realizes what must be going on, and then, slowly:]

You're - going to the cafeteria. Any food would be fine. Thank you.

[presgarddihellis]

[thank you for not being weird about Man Just Gets A Different Face, Star. you're a real one.]

Alright. Tea, also?

[darkholder]

[giving a slow nod.]

Thank you.

[presgarddihellis]

... if you're worried, don't be.

My madness is the push and pull between humanity and divinity. Keeping busy and around people will help.

[darkholder]

[she shakes her head.]

I don't think you would do anything that was too much of a risk. Or - Smith wouldn't, at least. Who am I speaking to now...?

[presgarddihellis]

[... ah.]

Arkham Raven.

While I might take more risks than Smith, I am just as polite.

[darkholder]

Mr. Raven. I'll make sure to remember.

[after another moment]

Do you want me to accompany you?

[laevateinns]

[ also in his room.

there’s the sound of a smash, eventually. ]

[darkholder]

[there's a knock shortly after the smash]

[laevateinns]

[ a pause.

eventually akechi opens the door, smiling, even though his hand is wrapped in his pillow case. ]

Hello!

[ he says cheerfully!! ]

[darkholder]

[a pause, focusing hard to listen and respond. after a moment:]

There was a noise. What happened?

[laevateinns]

Ah. I broke my mirror.

[ he says, still cheerful!! ]

I didn’t like who I was seeing. So this is better, you see?

[darkholder]

...Your father. Right.

[she doesn't really have the energy to respond the way she normally would, so she just nods after a moment]

See to your hand.

[laevateinns]

[ she’s valid for that.

he just… deflates. ]

Yes. I will.

[ an awkward pause. ]

And… are you…

[darkholder]

Am I...?

[presgarddihellis]

[well, Star's checking on him right after...

...

but will be knocking at a later time.]

[laevateinns]

[ at a later time… he eventually opens the door, hand wrapped up.

he seems a little better, from having no real reflective surface in his room, but- even the desk can be a little too shiny, so he seems… tired.

and wary of klein. ]

Good evening.

[presgarddihellis]

[the one thing about this face is it does still have black hair and familiar brown eyes, even if they're shaped differently.]

Evening. Apologies for the sudden change in face, but it's keeping me calm.

[voice also familiar, just a bit lower in timbre.]

We also do need to make sure we're fed and hydrated. Did you need anything from the cafeteria or nurse's office?

[this man not even gonna explain WHOMST?]

[laevateinns]

[ whomst TF—

akechi eyes him, concerned. ]

No. I don’t need anything. [ he decides, standing firm-


then his stomach growls. ]

[presgarddihellis]

[... bruh.

sighs.]

I'm still Miskatonic Smith, though with this face, I will prefer having a different name. There are reasons. I can probably explain when everyone's a bit less... tense.

[laevateinns]

[ akechi’s silent for a moment. ]

Back where I’m from, [ he finally starts. ] A god was intent on using me for its own ends.

So you’ll have to pardon my being suspicious of someone who isn’t human.

[presgarddihellis]

[this is discrimination. but also, not wrong.

akechi is so valid here, actually, so he nods.]

You're right to be suspicious of any god. Even those who have been stripped of powers and deity temporarily.

I don't have any assurances. You have no reason to trust someone so unstable.

However.

... I am also someone used by a god for their own end. That is why I need a different face with a different name.

[presgarddihellis]

[Miskatonic Smith went to go lay down in his room for a moment...

but now there's some different dude walking out of his room and grabbing up the journal to write in it.

there's squirmy worm nonsense going on under his skin, but it's fine. he may still be so very close to the edge of losing it, but there is some relief to be had in just having a different face, in fact.]