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WEEK THREE MINGLE
ahnkeen: week 3 mingle
in the sands of time
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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Yeah, more or less. The other two are mostly just programming. They have one function and until I reprogram them they can't learn more or do anything else. The companion droid's capable of learning new skills when he sees them.
[there's a glance at the box.] Those are my own design based on similar circuitry in the interior of the droids. But I didn't want to make them identical since the locking mechanism was starting to conflict with the droids' architecture. For a while they were starting to cancel each other out but I finally designed something that even the droids can't get in unless they know the exact formula.
[that's a lot of words for "yes, but no."]
When you say you've been getting stuck in a bunch of tech-less cities...what did you mean by that? Because it kind of sounds like you haven't had a choice in where you end up.
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anyway, Rex nods along to all of this. very sensible stuff here, kid!! ]
What's the big deal with all the security on this one, then?
And uh, yeah, we kind of haven't. We've just been getting thrown around from one world to the next for the past like month now. This is the fourth place we've been now.
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[...]
There's also a laser built into it. Able to cut through glass, wood, brick and even steel itself. [ah. there it is.] It's small enough to carry as a weapon, big enough to be effective.
[give him a second to think that over though.]
Sounds like a pain. Where were you before this? [also, again, why. rex doesn't know probably and yet hiro genuinely has to wonder what the purpose is.]
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Where were we before? Well, right before this place we were in like a city full of canals and these horrible music note shaped instruments that sounded like dying wails, all the time. [ shudders ]
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but he seems to take the box back to look it over so he can prepare to show rex the key.]
Water? [wow. polar opposite, but also he makes a face.] That would've driven anybody crazy. But doesn't that mean you were only there for like a week? [four places, one month, four weeks in a month...math.]
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Yeah. If you think that's a lot of water, you should've seen the place we were before that one. Straight up an underwater city.