WEEK SIX MINGLE

[grigori]

kings: week 6 mingle the big orange

22 Remain

Another week, another world to explore. Once again, waking brings you to unfamiliar surroundings, the bitter touch of Nerak cold fading to the more mild weather of autumn. The sound of cars or people talking or faint music greets your ears, no matter the time of day or night, and the light pollution is intense. Hope you weren't counting on seeing the stars.

Welcome to Kings, where you'll have your pick of shopping, entertainment, cute date spots, or just about anything else that you can think of! The city has something to offer for everyone. You'll never be wanting for things to do here - just try not to get lost in the subways. The locals may not be the most willing to help out.



Waiting for you to join them in the main plaza of Star Circle are Baraqiel, Shamsiel, and Suriel. You might have to push your way through the crowds to reach them properly, but no one's blinking an eye at your Watchers today. There are other people in costume hanging around already. What's a few angels to add to the antics?

Suriel greets everyone with their usual cheerful smile, fox daemon pressed close to their ankles to avoid getting lost in the crowd. "I bet this world reminds a bunch of you of home, huh? Let's all make the most of it while we're here!"

Baraqiel heaves a sigh, daemon weasel-formed and half-hidden in the folds of their hood as it suspiciously squints at every noise its little ears pick up. "Speak for yourself." They do not seem 100% thrilled with this worldhop, come the new week, but do at least offer something to the travelers gathered. "For those of you less used to cities like this, there are motorized vehicles of varying sizes in Kings - try not to get run over by them."

With a soft laugh, Shamsiel will look at Baraqiel and gently pat them on their upper arm and their falconet daemon will then proceed to take flight from their shoulder. At least they seem to be relieved that Baraqiel gave them a warning for those who aren't going to be familiar with it. "And much like the previous worlds we've been to, please be mindful of what you end up doing here. We are just visitors, after all, and it'd be rude if we left it all a mess."


As for your effect of the week... Your past injuries have cleared, with no phantom pains left to haunt you, your loved ones, or your launders. Instead, you'll find that you are unable to speak dishonestly - any time you try, your words get stuck on the tip of your tongue and never quite make it out. It's honesty week, lads - no more lying to yourselves or anyone else.

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Comments

[malewife]

I know. I have received their art, but they chose not to pen their name.

[grigori]

You saw my childhood. I was not taught how to write - I had to learn myself.





[ FROWNS

DISLIKE HONESTLY WEEK ]

[malewife]

You, Xie lian, and I will write together then.

I expect to be able to read your handwriting by the end of this week.

[grigori]

No.

[ you can't bully the watchers into agreeing to things??? ]

[malewife]

Yes.

[grigori]

Baraqieeeeel. You should do it!

[grigori]

You helping them will not get me to agree to this.

[grigori]

Come oooooooon. Just the one time? And then nobody will ask again.

[ they stare down everyone else.

you will not ask again, you hear? ]

[yueshen]

I'll keep teaching him on my own.

[malewife]

How long have you been teaching them?

[ now he's going to scrutinize xie lian

WHERE

ARE THE

RESULTS? ]

[yueshen]

It is a recent ritual between just the two of us, and one I enjoy that way!

[aono]

[Oh.]

So you don't write because you don't have a lot of practice?

[grigori]

I'm older than Turner, I've had plenty of practice.

[aono]

Then how come you don't write letters?

[grigori]

[ baraqiel is getting so tired of this, go back to your booths. ]

Because I had no proper instruction and no need to correct it, when I've gotten by fine through other means, and through dictation.

[yueshen]

Let's change the subject.

[yueshen]

We've been practicing together!

[aono]

Oh, that's good!

[lefthandpath]

[relatable?]

Honestly, as long as you can read, you can get by mostly.

A lot of professions have terrible handwriting, anyway.

[yueshen]

[ nods fastly ]

And, truly, Baraqiel is one of the most clever and eloquent people I've ever met!

[lefthandpath]

[xie lian pls but nods.]

Handwriting doesn't tell a person's intelligence.

[yueshen]

Besides, I saw his in a strange way - not necessarily ink to paper. So, it could just be a misreading on my part!

[grigori]

[ gestures??? baraqiel and allen just out here tonight with relatable content ]

[lefthandpath]

[he'll pat Baraqiel on the arm.]

My adoptive father taught me to read and write, but I wasn't very good with it until my master forced me to be better with it--to put it mildly.

[Cross Marian educating Allen Walker was An Experience.]

It's how people from certain places show they're caring for people... I think...

[grigori]

[ baraqiel allows this pat. ]

I learned as a soldier when I was a child, so it's not as if I had the materials that allowed for... ease. Or finesse. My reading didn't suffer for it, at the very least.