sorser: (pic#15218254)
𝐃𝐑. 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ([personal profile] sorser) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2022-02-09 11:05 am

( catch-all ) sailin' away on the crest of a wave

WHO: Stephen and various
WHAT: A catch-all for misc. things!
WHERE: In and around Castle Thorne, maybe the Horizon
WHEN: Throughout the month
WARNINGS: Will add as they come up!

(( closed starters and assorted things below! feel free to PM me if you wanted something specific with Stephen, or if you wanted to plot! ))
sakaya: (Beneath me you rot)

along came an oni

[personal profile] sakaya 2022-02-17 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wherever Shuten-Douji is, the scent of alcohol closely follows.

She's been rather reserved (by her own standards) as she takes in this new world. Castle Thorne is quaint, grand even. Shuten has made some lazy comparisons between it and Chaldea (or rather, what's left to operate within the Wandering Sea) in terms of very great magic capabilities and some of their technological advances. Still, the Servant is much more interested in those who were forcefully summoned just like herself. After all, they were not of the same cloth as she was.

How has she been spending her days so far? Well, lazing about, eating, drinking, flirting with the guards or servants as they nervously chuckle in response, some with flushed faces, others quickly hurrying away, because even if they don't know what an oni was, they innately understand a creature with bared teeth even if it smiles at them.

One afternoon there's a particularly... Drunk-looking guard who stumbles down the hall, rubbing their face with one hand, with extremely flushed cheeks. Not too far away, the small woman with horns is sitting at the base of a statue, tossing a bright golden-red apple, up and down with one hand, while waving to the guard with the other.
]

Thank you for the gift!

[ Walking within her vicinity is like stepping into a dangerously sweet and toxic fog. ]
funbreaker: (pic#14106056)

slides into ur horizon dms

[personal profile] funbreaker 2022-02-17 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Only about eight suns have passed since Thancred's rude awakening in this place, and he cannot begin to know how many more he'll see in this land before he makes his way back to the other Scions. Is that even an option for him? He cannot be certain, not when his last memories before being drawn out of the fountain were Meteion's grayed-out eyes.

He doesn't believe this is some afterlife or one of the seven Hells or anything quite like that. The world seems alive, its own star functioning under its own rules much like Norvrandt had been. For all he knows, this place is even larger than the First, and most likely is based on the maps he's been able to dig up in the library. There are other nations on this continent, to say nothing of what lies beyond it, and he has only seen this one small shred of it.

He'll need to look into the likelihood of traveling outside of Thorne and also weigh whether that's worth the risk. He doesn't have a specific goal here, not like he had when he'd learned of Ryne's existence, but he certainly doesn't intend to sit on his hands and do nothing.

He's opted to go for a walk as he sorts through all of these thoughts and decides on the gardens as a nice change of scenery from the interior of the castle. It's just after nightfall, meaning that most of the castle's denizens have retreated inside for dinner and other activities.

Thancred is not alone, however. As he makes his way down the neat garden paths, he spots a familiar man sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed. Some manner of meditation? He would not have thought Stephen Strange the type, but the two of them also only spoke the one time.

He pauses to watch for a few moments, not going out of his way to mask his presence but also not directly approaching. He doubts that Stephen wishes to be interrupted while in such deep contemplation. ]