WEEK SEVEN MINGLE

[grigori]

new eden: week 7 mingle the world anew

18 Remain

After all this time, you should be used to waking up to unfamiliar surroundings, right? But, this time, you're not in a bed. There's no roof over your head. It's certainly an unconventional experience, to say the least, but you're here, now. And this is meant to be the end, isn't it..?

So let's get started.

A lush, green forest greets you as you step out into the world outside the cave you awaken in, greeted by soft birdsong and the constant sound of water from every side. The skies above are crisp and blue, but the clouds you can just barely see on the lip of the cliffside so far above you are tinged in dark colors, the promise of rain in the air. Everywhere around you is life, life, life, but no signs of people besides you. Best to find your bearings, and head out.



Waiting for you all in the clearing is Rameel, Satariel, and Yomiel who look to be feeling both anxious and excited for what's in store for everyone this week.

Rameel, with some dramatics that had been missing the last time they were standing before everyone, stands with both arms on their hips and their one wing raised up proudly. Their daemon in the form of a cacomistle on their shoulder. "Here we are! The place of our final showdown and where we're going to end things. It's an interesting battle ground but I hope you are all ready."

Yomiel gives Rameel an unsure glance at those words before addressing everyone themselves. "If we're lucky, we'll get through this without having to fight that much." Their daemon, an ocelot, makes a noise of agreement from their heels. "It's the last stretch, either way, so let's not waste the chance while we've got it. But maybe we should introduce ourselves properly this time."

Satariel pumps their fists, once, when Yomiel says this, daemon fluttering back and forth as a raven, a flurry of excited nerves in the form of black feathers. "Yomiel is right. One last form of rebellion on our own, before we take the final running jump into it together The Celestials will probably join us later, for a little while, but for now..."

All three of the Temporals look at each other, before reaching up for their masks and their hoods, their cloak clasps, and...


Another new week, another new side effect of traveling. Your loose lips are gone, so there'll be no sinking ships (probably?) this go around. Instead, you'll find a word or string of them tattooed somewhere on your body that you certainly didn't have the night before when you went to bed. These words reflect what you perceive your greatest sin or your worst regret to be, and they certainly do not wash off, no matter how hard you try. This effect lasts all week.

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Satariel..?

[rapscallious]

[ satariel removes the mask with obvious relief, the gold dust obscuring their face flaking away as they do, falling away. it fades on the wind, even if their hands are still faintly illuminated as they undo the clasp. the cloak just falls to the ground behind them, and...

she offers the same friendly smile she's always has, just this time, the full gamut of her expressive face can be seen. the raven comes to land down near her feet, a fluid change of feathers to fur - but not brown and fuzzy like the bear, or brown and sleek like the other. instead, the form it takes is a truly large cat, if only in orange, letting out a mrow! in greeting to everyone. ]

You can still call me Satariel, if you like, but my name is Portia. And since not many people have ever asked - this is Rodion, who he really is. No more secrets, and no more leash on who or what we are. It's nice to truly, really, finally meet everyone as us.

Let's go, together, into the end of this. If you guys need anything from us, we've got a few days to prepare - let us know, and we'll help however we can.

[senjinrouha]

A name to go with the face, finally.

Good to "meet" you.

[rapscallious]

You, too, Yuri. [ no more "mr. lowell" here, as she smiles up at him. ]

Thanks for sticking with us.

[callalilies]

What a big fellow he is.

[ here's a pol, just coming to gently wag his tail and sniff. he's a cat person. ]

No more secrets indeed, we've much work to do now. The home stretch as they say?

Do you have recommendations for our preparations, Miss Portia?

[rapscallious]

Nearly a bear without being one!

[ rodya mowls and licks polaris on the nose. ]

Well, Captain - I think getting set up for our stay here would be a good idea. We're going to be taking you all deeper in the caves towards the end of the week, but that's then. Do you have any exchanges you want to make, before then?

[sponsoredby]

It's nice to talk to you like this proper. [ He pauses a moment. ] Hm.

[ He does lean to whisper something to her. Kotetsu, you and your whispering. ]

[rapscallious]

It definitely is.

[ she goes tiptoe to make it easier for him to whisper, wings twitching as she does, before - nodding. ]

Yeah. But let's not do it yet. Wait for the Celestials to be around, and then afterwards it'll be okay.

[yueshen]

Miss Portia!

[ oh...!!! xie lian smiles down at the daemon and san lang chitters in rodion's direction, then settles comfortably on xie lian's shoulder. he puts his fist to his hand and bows, polite. ]

Very inspiring words. And how truly nice it is, to be free of such restraints! How very nice to truly meet you face to face.

[rapscallious]

[ with the bow, portia curtseys immediately in response, lower by nature of her employment.

and then rodion mrrps - it's a deep noise for a big cat - and she bends further down to pick him up like he's a goddamn baby, letting him chirrup at san lang at an easier height. ]

It's nice to not wear them - I haven't liked them even a little this whole time.

[rerouter]

[literally just 😮 for several seconds

hello? you are so pretty, ma'am?]

... Ahaha, it's nice to finally meet you face to face! Thank you for all you've done for us.

[rapscallious]

[ portia smiles at her easily, oblivious to this thought process. ]

Of course, Monika. We've all been in this together from the start, even if they tried to put us against each other, right?

[greatdeduction]

Oh, Miss Portia, you really are quite beautiful!

[And a bow.]

A pleasure to meet you, one again.

[rapscallious]

Stop, stop - [ please she is dying?

but she curtseys back easily, laughing. ]

The pleasure is mine, of course, Detective.

[perfectdistance]

's good to see ya out of the mask in public for once.

[Disce greets Rodion by headbutting his side.]

[rapscallious]

[ portia reaches and makes grabbies for nero's hands, beaming. rodion immediately purrs and returns rubs and headbutts. ]

Finally. It was getting stuffy in there.

[aono]

[Rin, who has been avoiding the Temporals our of a sense of guilt and shame, suddenly realizing that he has to actually talk to people here.]

I think I'm okay for now. But thanks for taking care of us.

[rapscallious]

Hey, Rin. [ she holds her hands out for his? ] It's okay. We're getting everybody back.

[lefthandpath]

It's nice to meet your properly, Miss Portia.

[rapscallious]

And you, too! [ a jaunty little two-fingered salute. there's a light tease in her follow-up: ] Fancy some more soup for the week?

[malewife]

[ He watches other people greet her! He's fine where he is.

Everyone should love Portia. ]

[rapscallious]

[ hey motherfucker.

portia comes right over to joonghyuk and wraps her arms around his middle to hug him in lieu of an alternative greeting. rodya comes over to niah for sniffs and purrs at him. ]

[arcsplainist]

... Miss Portia, then. 'Tis a fine pleasure to meet you—the real you.

[ Beside him, Esmerie gives a little squeak! A greeting of her own. ]

[veraltwin]

[Oh, this is a good way to start the week.]

Portia. [She smiles.] I'm glad we can finally be fully truthful with one another.

[This has been long in coming!!!]

Shall we go exploring once more later? We could climb the plateau for one last bird's eye view.

[escardos]

You two are so pretty!

[ flat claps his hands together, and jack turns into the closest thing it can find to match the large cat—the wolf form. ]

It must feel better to not have that thing over your head, huh?

[voltadomar]

[A polite nod from the lieutenant.]

Good to meet you, Portia.