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archishellago2018-01-05 10:58 am
khuimods) wrote in archishellago2018-01-05 10:58 am
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Test Drive Meme #001
KHU IODUAN; TEST DRIVE MEME #001    | |
I. THE VERDANT SENTRY - Attention, New Recruits! It's clear that all of the city's law enforcement is handled by the various branches of the Sentry: from Mounted Division handling street patrol, to the Aerial Corps provided airborne support for tactical and rescue operations, to the Nautical Branch undertaking regular sea patrols as the first line of defense along the archipelago's borders. But everyone interested in joining up has to go through their basic training program, and that starts today with a general skills assessment. There's quite a mix of attendees today, spread across nearly every race represented in Aifaran and including other Dreamfolk, but whatever the recruiter is saying is getting lost in the two chatty Igheeri who seem to think they're too good to listen to the standard welcome speech... time to interrupt by signaling the person in charge? Take care of it yourself? Gripe about it to the person in line beside you? II. KIRIN RODEO - Place Your Bets! At the end of every month, the Mounted Division of the Sentry holds their skills competition. When they're not on the field, their steeds are often the subject of much admiration from children and more than a few adults. Astride many breeds of kirin, some lithe and fleet, some stockier and stronger, these off-duty officers demonstrate their control and bond over the notoriously strong-willed and intelligent creatures with complicated maneuvers. There's a surprisingly in-depth system for betting on one's favourite to win the various matches, and just about everyone's willing to explain the odds to newcomers. There's only one rule: all proceeds go to funding of the city's charities. (Bragging rights on winning are still yours to keep.) Two bells ring loudly over the crowd - last call for wagers! III. WE HAVE REGULATIONS ABOUT THIS - Munga on the Loose! Munga are ill-tempered, rat-sized spiky lizards with a gift for camouflage, and whose venom in their spines and teeth is also highly hallucinogenic. And... they're on the loose. Fortunately, keeping them is highly regulated, and pretty much everyone in Aifaran knows about them, but loose Munga are uncommon enough that the reaction is more likely to be startled flailing at a hint of spines and skittering. Today someone's exotic pet has slipped out of their hands, and it's trailing a harness and lead as it zigzags away, prickling and hissing and going for the ankles. It's given a wide berth, except by those who don't notice until it's too late or those too preoccupied by something else. Hopefully the proper authorities have been notified to catch and return the creature, but maybe someone helpful can keep it from getting too far away? IV. A SURPRISE WINDFALL - Officer, This Isn't Mine... There was a loud thud as someone tosses a heavy bag from the window of a dilapidated building. Five seconds later there’s smoke pouring out the windows and your holding what seems to be someone else’s luggage. Opening it, you find carefully wrapped bricks of some very illegal drugs, and someone down the side alley is pointing at you and yelling. A mounted Sentry officer is giving you a rather peculiar look as well while he calls in the fire brigade. And among the people fleeing the building, there are five Kin’nal looking at you, wide-eyed, as it suddenly dawns on them that they messed up. Take your new prize and split before reinforcements arrive? Try to explain the mistake? Take note that the building is still on fire? V. INTO THE UNKNOWN - Watch Your Back Out There The sea patrol discovered the new irregularity a few days ago, reporting that it looks like a series of tall and jagged stone towers rising up from the ocean. It's incomplete as these planar-shunted locations often are, as if something massive had taken a bite of some mysterious city and then spat it whole into the seas of Konryu. Having been chosen as part of the exploration team, you've been working your way through the complicated labyrinth of stone tunnels and dead ends, searching for what the Opara engineers had enthusiastically described as a potential new power source. "Trace the green glowing power lines," was their (sort of helpful) instruction. However the lean, dark and toothy thing you've just glimpsed should probably be a more pressing concern... warn others? Take it on yourself? Pray it hasn't spotted you? VI. WILDCARD - Because You're Not The Boss Of Me Anything else that doesn't fit the above prompts is welcome, just keep it within the game setting please! Applications • Reservations • Taken List • Game Navigation |
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But that didn't sound like the problem.
"Are they sentient," he asked, "where you're from? Or are they sacred?" A short pause. "Or both?"
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"Both, yeah." It was a little startling he'd guessed his issues with what was going on so quickly, but he knew some of the myths of Over There, and kirin were special enough there... so if he knew something like that, it wasn't so odd he'd guess. "Even Emperors are only rarely allowed on their backs."
Nevermind tall idiots like his own would be too tall for anything but carting him around while riding the wind, which he could very well use the proper kijuu for instead.
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When he looked at the kirin racing again, it was with a fresh and more discerning eye. He knew the animals here were different from any of their worlds, but then again, he didn't know for sure his companion hadn't grown up just outside Aifaran. Maybe something really was wrong.
A short distance away over the fence, one of the kirin gave their caretaker an affectionate nudge.
"They seem happy," X noted. But now he sounded almost like he was trying to convince himself as well.
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He'd been close enough to the stables they used in conjunction with the races to pick up on the noises, concentrating, and no, they were all... okay, if nothing else. A few of them seemed more whiny about having to work at all, but that wasn't ill-treatment.
"It looks like they're fine. They're not..." a gesture down at the race track and the kirin bursting down it to various cheers and cries and a grunt as he shook his head, "either of those things. They're animals, not divine beasts. I'm just not used to the name being attached to something else."
And at least the betting and the winnings from those went to charities - that was good, but Rokuta didn't much like it that it came from racing like this. If they wanted a race, why not have the people race?
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Whatever it was, it could wait. X watched the kirin silently for a while, letting the cheers of the crowd wash over him.
"Tell you what," he said abruptly. "For now, I'll trust that they know what they're doing. They've been here a lot longer than I have. But I'll keep an eye on it, and try to be one of the first to say something if anything looks like it'll go wrong. Will you join me?"
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Looking up with a surprised little blink, Rokuta frowned up at the man. Glancing sideways down towards the racetrack and then back up, a small smile softened the surprisingly sharp features.
"Sure. It's why I haven't left yet," he said with a little twitch of his head, "having more than one set of eyes would be useful."
It was nice, having someone offer that, even if this wasn't needed. Maybe they weren't uncomfortable over the exact same things, but the most important ones seemed the same. His discomfort over these creatures being called 'kirin' and being used as they were was... something completely personal, and thoroughly aside the point of how they were treated or how racing treated them.