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Day

The sensation is like being dragged through a cloud. A heavy, roiling nimbus which pervades your eyes, your ears, your skin, and what feels like your very soul. Or what's left of it.

Your eyes squeeze shut and when they open....well you know this place already, there was much ado about lampposts in this square not too long ago. But what you haven't known in how many weeks is the sun hanging high overhead, not stuck in a perpetual state of Twilight but properly shining in the sky.

The sun feels good and you feel more whole than you have in a while. Those are all inexplicably good things, and they should be celebrated. But the mark on your body, faded but still visible warns of something still more to come. And for those who have been missing a part of themselves for longer than that..it's just a whisper of a feeling, but it is very much real.

Welcome to Krakow, for real this time. For however long it lasts, at least.

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[ She steps into the middle of the group, petite in stature but radiant in flames that still flicker at her hands. ]

You have questions, and I owe you answers. But first allow me to properly introduce myself. I am Miyashiro Erika Wagner, the Fourth Executor of Licht Kreis and guardian of the Night.

And you, against all odds...have survived, turned a false life into a near facsimile of a real one. That insolent woman may be a coward, but the title she gave to you all is apt. Ask of me what you wish, but you have not yet achieved your rebirth and you are my responsibility until you have. If you make to leave this quarantined area, you will be dealt with.

I do have backup, after all. [ There's a look at a certain someone as she says this, followed by the sound of swords being drawn. In the distance stand lines of plated soldiers, encroached around the square in a circle. ]

Well, this is going about as well as all the other meetings. That figures. [ Just rolls eyes at dumb plans the living keeps making! ]

["Day" turned out to be a bit of a misnomer. The sun went down sometime in the afternoon, the moon floated across the sky for a few hours, and the sun returned in the morning. It's been far too long since Shin had experienced such blessed normalicy.

And yet... He still wasn't fully human. Part of him worried he may never get that part of himself back. It seemed so likely, given his personal track record of making mistakes that could never be fixed. He knew Miss Wagner saw him as a threat, so how would he finally get home if the changes were permanent? Would he even get the chance to leave Krakow?

Such a question was largely out of his hands, much to his frustration. You might see him pacing the pews of the church corridor, carrying a sketchbook in one hand and a pencil under his thumb. Occasionally he'll glance at the finely crafted altar with the melancholy air of a fallen angel. He seems to be rather lost in thought...]

Edited 2020-02-13 03:34 (UTC)

[ There's a giant vision fire in the square that's following the first group down the mines, and Shin's drawn to that fire like a moth.

There's no rational explanation for it. This is the closest to the Night as he can get right now and the lizard part of him wants to be there right this minute. Even when he knows this is probably a very bad idea.

So here he is. Hovering around the light like a restless ghost. He's having some trouble staying still, but maybe company might help him take his mind off things? ]

Edited 2020-02-14 20:40 (UTC)

[ For this final popcorning, shousa's noisily pulled a coupe tables over. One of the ones with the umbrellas. He's brought the favorites for the kids, but also just raided McDonald's and has pretty much whatever they have on their menu. He will be sipping down some iced tea with a straw today. Also procured some actual popcorn in a bowl for every table. ]

Well, this is starting off well.

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