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WEEK THREE MINGLE 2.0
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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Okay, guess we're just dropping the nice pretense and doing this now. ]
Yeah, we're here for the money you owe that loan shark over at the market. Says you've been skipping out on your payments.
Yeah, well, you can't squeeze blood from a turnip. Tell him he'll get it when he gets it, and that harassing me at work isn't bringing in any bank for either of us.
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Then maybe you should consider being more timely.
Look, you two get your sorry asses outta here before I call someone to throw you out. And take those children with you.
[ She's jerking her head at the terrible acting kids over there. SHE KNOWS. ]
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toss them again!!! ]
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[ ...No, this doesn't address the how part of that, but she's not a financial advisor!! ]
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[ Hm. Hm... ]
I don't think this is going quite as planned.
[ Looking over at Susato. Hm........ ]
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Hand over the money you owe us, or I'll throw him again.
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[ uh ]
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What?? No, we're not doing that!
Look-- Why don't you try some ideas to drum up more business! Maybe have some special deals or... limited time flavors or something? I'm sure you can get more money coming in and then those payments won't be so hard to make!
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[ But also, Kotetsu is just, hm. ]
Not sure if that's such a good idea, Rika. I don't want to piss off the locals.
Then you should stop sniffing around here and get out immediately!
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Maybe we should go. . .
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Well, you're just going to keep incurring more fees with that plan, but if that's what you're set on, I guess.
Yep. So out with all of you.
[ if she sees you advertising limited time flavors here tomorrow she swears... ]
Fine. Maybe we can come back to this later.
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[ Time to usher himself and the kids out of the bar, sighing. ]
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Pardon me, sir? We are debt collectors!
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[ they just failed to collect a debt ]
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[ what ]
Right. We wanted to talk to you about resolving your collections balance!
[ lizardman just stares back blankly, blinking one eye and then the other. ]
Gaiman doesn't keep any collectibles.
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You don't have anything?