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tempredmental) wrote in
riverviewlogs2017-08-19 07:40 pm
[open] Catch-All for the Remainder of August
who: Keith & YOU
what: Various things... training, exploring town, Perimeter Guard stuff, whatever! Open to backdated amnesia stuff if desired, just let me know.
when: Can go all the way back to the beginning of August if desired, but definitely carries through until September 1st.
where: Around town!
warnings: None right now, but will edit and add if needed.
Top levels below for things I already know are coming. Feel free to make your own if you want something specific! Hit me up if you want to plot. I'm open!
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I can thread in just about any style. I'll match yours. :)
what: Various things... training, exploring town, Perimeter Guard stuff, whatever! Open to backdated amnesia stuff if desired, just let me know.
when: Can go all the way back to the beginning of August if desired, but definitely carries through until September 1st.
where: Around town!
warnings: None right now, but will edit and add if needed.
Top levels below for things I already know are coming. Feel free to make your own if you want something specific! Hit me up if you want to plot. I'm open!
I can thread in just about any style. I'll match yours. :)

Training - Partially open (Marinette thread closed)
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Once Marinette arrived, he had things set up for a really basic beginning to some self-defense training, including some good mats. She'd called herself a clutz, after all, so he wanted to be prepared.
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Floor - 1, Marinette - 0
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Oooookay... so this might be harder than he thought.
"You okay?" He picked up her bag and brought it over to her.
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She got to her feet, dusting herself off and accepted the bag appreciatively, "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks~!"
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"Okay." He nodded to her bag. "If you need to get ready, the locker room is in the back."
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Perimeter Guard - Open
Perimeter Guard - Open
She was still deciding if she liked this difference.
Yuffie was dressed in her usual ninja gear with a silver arm guard trailing down the length of her left arm. Her usual smile on her face as she slipped up next to Keith. "Hiya!" She was also in Search & Rescue as well as the Surveyors. She had a talent when it came to going to places that she didn't belong.
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She stretched her arms over head, elongating her spine. "Just don't throw me. You now, unless I ask. We got the North section right or some such nonsense in that direction?" She looked up at him with her usual bright purple gaze. This was the kind of thing she loved doing. "You think you can move quickly in all that stuff?"
It looked like she might out run him.
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"I... yeah. Sorry about that." He looked down. In a much calmer mindset now than at the party, he was able to figure out that he had definitely overreacted. He was still a little bothered that he had reacted that way at all. He should have been able to control it better. "I don't really know what came over me. I just... reacted."
He nodded. "Yeah... North. And I'll be fine." Altean armor was surprisingly light weight and easy to move in. He would be okay. "I'm used to wearing this now." He was pretty fast in it, too. Just try him.
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"Mmhmm?" She hummed softly, looking up at Keith as if she didn't know what he was talking about. "So you don't normally throw girls? probably a good move if you ever wany a girl friend. She winked. "It's in the past. Let's focus on the mission."
Nope, she didn't believe that he could keep up with her. Granted, she was an amazing awesome ninja and she had magic to help her.
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He assumes the same is true of the young man set to accompany him on a routine patrol outside of the perimeter fence— a pretty standard jaunt through the forest to ensure no wayward adventurer got in over their heads. The idea, apparently, is to pair some of the newer members together to allow them to get to know each other.
X’rhun waits at the designated gate, looking not at all prepared for a walk through the woods in his bright red duelist garb, his rapier hanging from one hip, the crystal focus he uses for casting spells hanging from the other. For now, his impressively plumed hat sits atop his head, concealing his feline ears underneath. Even so, it should be obvious he isn’t human, given his facial markings and slit-pupiled eyes. And the furry tail, swaying easily while he waits.
Thankfully he doesn’t have to wait overlong before he spots his partner for this outing.
“Ah, you must be… Keith, was it?”
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If X'rhun was expecting a surprised reaction to his general appearance, he wasn't going to get it. Keith's heard about real mermaids, seen talking rocks, and met a race of tree people that could manipulate both nature and metal with their minds. He had a lot of competition for weirdest being ever met.
He nodded.
"Yeah... that's me." He did take a once over glance of the clothes, though. "How do you say your name?" He'd only seen it written down, and... well... He didn't want to butcher it on the first try. Might as well clarify it first.
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“X’rhun,” he offers. With the x like xylophone, rhun like run. The twenty-six miqo’te tribes of X’rhun’s home decided to each claim a letter of the Eorzean alphabet and affix their names with it. Some of them got off easier than others. “A pleasure to meet you.”
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He glanced at the gate.
"I think we're headed for the southeastern quadrant today," he said. "Have you been out there before?"
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He follows Kieth’s gaze to the gate, turning to face it more fully. He gives a little wave to the camera posted there— hopefully that should be enough to get the thing open and get them on their way.
“Yourself?”
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Exploring town - Open
Communal housing - Floor 2 - Open
That didn't mean he wasn't accessible. Eating meals at the table, or spending some time in the sitting room. Come bother him!
Amnesia & Recovery (Shiro thread closed, other amnesia things open to others if wanted)
Keith slowly evened out about it throughout the course of the week, but it was definitely clear that the pollen had caused him to forget just how Shiro had ended up this way.
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Then word got out that there was a tea that could counter the effects of the pollen. Keith was dubious as Shiro suggested it.
"What if it tastes gross?" he asked.
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"Gross or not, it will help you get back to yourself."
He had known from the first moment when Keith had panicked at seeing his hair and the scar that something was up. Based on questions, he had rather definitively determined that Keith didn't know about Kerberos or the Voltron Lions yet. So he was glad for the tea, sure it would help the teen.
"Besides, they said you only have to drink it once."
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"You mean get back the memories I'm missing."
He'd figured that out. After all, he had his own physical changes, too. He was somewhat taller, a little older looking, and there was a new scar on his shoulder that he didn't remember getting.
"Alright. I'll try it."
After all, Shiro hadn't lead him wrong before.
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He would have been more surprised if Keith hadn't figured out that he was missing memories. Even slight, there were physical differences in those three years. Not to mention all the questions Shiro had asked about what he remembered. It was practically stereotypical plot line for television sitcoms.
Also to be fair, Shiro had never purposely steered Keith wrong and according the person who had been bring the tea around, it was helping people so there was no reason to doubt it would help Keith.
"Good." Shiro picked up the mug of the tea he had been given, setting it down in front of Keith. "You'll need to drink all of it. I don't see what harm there is in taking your time, but if it really does taste gross, faster might be better."
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"That actually wasn't bad," he admitted. "I wonder how long it takes to kick in." He didn't feel any different, yet. And, beyond what Shiro had told him, Keith couldn't really directly recall anything new, yet. It probably took some time. "But, it was kind of sweet? And had like... I don't know, orange or something in it."
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"No idea how long it takes. They didn't give me a timeline." Probably should have asked, but he had been so relieved there was something that would bring Keith's memories back that had actually slipped his mind. "I doubt its immediate. Medication can take anywhere between twenty minutes and an hour to kick in so I'd say hopefully between that time."
Shiro raised an eyebrow at that. "Really? Sounds like it was good at least." Not that he would try it. Since he hadn't lost anything, there was really no point but also it might do weird things to someone who didn't have this amnesia.
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