chasma | WEEK THREE MINGLE

ahnkeen: week 3 mingle

in the sands of time

32 Remain

Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. The soft ripples of the canals and dulcet tones of otamatone fade from your ears, replaced by a steady, dry breeze and the ambient noise of the local populace filtering in through open windows. Another thing you'll notice is that it's warm - very warm. Light dress is recommended here.

You all awaken in your beds—although they aren't the beds that you found yourself falling asleep in previously, and you might not even see the same face as you had the previous night. But one by one, as you filter out, you find yourselves in a house, a bit on the older side but still comfortable. The decor is neutral and inoffensive, much like you'd expect of a place that sees many visitors.

Unlike the previous worlds you've visited, Ahnkeen is a bustling, busy place, full of people of all sorts - and not all are human, so please check your biases at the door. Though the world around them is dry and scarce of resources, the market town itself is alive and well, business booming, and the merchants here keep a close eye on their wares in case of any thieves.

Traversing down the streets of the housing district are the Temporals. For the most part they seem ready to receive everyone. Throwing their hands into the air and meandering down Rameel will be spearhead the introductions this time—their puma daemon trailing behind them. As an extra treat, they'll even seem to have their “black box” from previous with them this fine morning on full blast.

"Hello, hello everyone! WELCOME TO AHNKEEN!! The home to the great markets...probably. I hope more of you are used to these scenery changes by now, and by popular demand are your favorite Temporals. We've changed the set for the hat trick, but we won't stop there."

Satariel is standing close to Yomiel, their undercloak absent and their daemon raven-formed on their shoulder - it squawks after Rameel yells the welcome, but they offer everyone a warm smile. They do reach over to... turn down the "black box" of Rameel's, without looking, smile still intact. "For those of you that kept your things from previous worlds, especially the treasure from our adventures underwater, you might find that they come in handy here. We are in a market, after all."

The last Watcher has also shed their undercloak, staring at Rameel while their polecat daemon chitters. "Anyway," they turn to the rest with a vague gesture at Satariel. "Try not to steal too much this time. The last few worlds were pretty quiet, but you might run into trouble with the locals here if you keep that up."

With the new week, travelers will find that they are no longer connected physically and emotionally to another participant. As opposed to being drawn to one person in particular, they'll find themselves with the need to be physically close to any other participant they speak to. Go on, hold their hand, get your snuggle on - it'll make you feel better. This effect lasts all week.

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Oh. [why does he seem surprised.] Uh...normally people don't stick around while I'm building. Usually they find it pretty boring. But I guess if you want...?

[just. gesturing to a stool outside of the stall.]

You can tell me more about your investigations.

Of course I want! Why would I say so if I weren't interested!

[Taking a seat!! He is pleased.]

But of course. I am a world-famous detective, after all. My many achievements are highlighted within the pages of the grand Randst Magazine. "The Adventures of Herlock Sholmes"! You may, perhaps, have read of it.

You'd be surprised what some people say for their own reasons. [but sholmes has a sit! and hiro's grabbing a few items to slap them down on the counter. droid parts, tools, wires, a small computer-like device...it's easy enough to work and chat.]

A lot of people come through these parts, but you're probably the first detective I've met. [even if there's. a pause. at the name. hm. surely that's fine.] I can't say I've ever read it, but I might've heard similar stories. So what's a world-famous detective doing in a place like Ahnkeen?

[He's going to take them, extremely interested - this is almost certainly New to him as a Victorian era man, so he's going to put his goggles on and look over the parts as he speaks.]

Hm? Me? Why, my dear boy, I'm a traveler! I go wherever I am needed. And it so happens to be here.

[it's about what you'd expect to find in this world, ranging from simplistic to a little more complex. hiro also slides over a piece of paper that has some hand-drawn instructions ikea-style if sholmes wants to help put some things together.]

Okay, yeah, but...what are you needed here for? I guess that's what I'm wondering. [he's all for the new customers, but there are so many of you.]

[Niiice DRONE BUILDING TIME. He'll happily get to work, goggles whirring.]

"Needed" for? I can't say. Though we find ourselves in this place, unknowing, we are told that there is a grand conflict at stake. Have you heard about it?

[he's going to absolutely try to build a replica of these goggles later swear to god.]

"Grand conflict"? Sounds like a story somebody's telling you just to get you to cooperate. Who told you about it? Did they bother giving you any details?

There are two teams, you see, and we have been entered into a sort of conflict to resolve the matter between them. Unfortunately, we are scant on the details, my dear boy.

I don't suppose "angels" means anything to you?

[...squinting.]

Sort of sounds like a war that you didn't sign up for, but okay. [he's focusing on his work.]

I've heard of Angels if that's what you mean, but they aren't really...it's not something I really involve myself in, you know? Don't tell me this is actually an Angel war.

...

[He leans forward on the counter, interested.]

What's an Angel war, if you don't mind me asking?

It's not really a real thing, probably, but...I don't know. Some people think angels are meant to help us and some people don't think they're any help at all. It depends on what side of the argument you're on, right?

[this time he looks up, a little more curious.]

What do you know about angels anyway?

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