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WEEK SEVEN MINGLE
new eden: week 7 mingle
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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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Yomiel...?
Kazuki Hoshino. [ the ocelot at his heel shifts then, taking the form of an ethiopian wolf instead. ] And this is Zimri.
We've still got some time, so let us know if we can help with something. Then we can finish this.
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So can I call ya Kazuki?
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Yeah. I'd prefer that, actually.
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Hey.
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[ your dumb hero name ]
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With a look like that as a musician, I can guess you have a lot of fans.
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that makes him feel awkward ]
I... wouldn't say that.
[ most of their fans are isshiki's?? as far as he knows?? ]
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looks at him
looks at reze
nods to herself]
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also nods. ]
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Everyone should love Kazuki. ]
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Come now, no need to be shy. We're all thrilled for you, truly.
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...It's good to finaly meet everyone for real, though.
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Not that long to wait at all, as it happens.
'Tis nice to finally have your real name to put to the face.
[U can't hide any more, Kazuki...]
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It's nice to meet you, Alisaie. For real, this time.
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He. Might be waiting a moment to see how Kazuki reacts before saying anything beyond an acknowledgement of his words.]
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then he turns away without a word. ]
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