+1 cryptid

[discarding]

Who: Midousuji and whoever!
When: 2/14, various times
Where: the Coven, mostly
What: Midousuji’s arrival. he is largely at a loss for words/completely baffled. standard newbie stuff
Warnings: none!


i. ARRIVAL

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[after Midousuji has his extremely confusing awakening, hours after his actual arrival at the witching hour, he has some even more confusing encounters with some equally confusing people. he feels sort of bounced between various people, lead this way and ushered that way, and stands presently slack-jawed through each instance of being fed piece-meal information about his situation. things about Witches, about Monsters, about “Aefenglom.”

“Mirrorbound,” “Bonds,” magic.

he doesn’t say a word the entire time, and hasn’t said a thing since he woke up. though he is listening, it’s with an utter disbelief, and a bewildered sense of shock. some of the Witches exchange concerned glances (for many reasons, Midousuji’s lack of response being only one). eventually, when he’s asked if he has any questions for the third time that morning, Midousuji simply walks away. the native Coven people stare at Midousuji’s feet as he walks, the cycling cleats clatting strangely against the thick wooden floors.

he continues to move right past the people around him like they don’t exist, even as he nears the doors, the concerned advisory called at his broad shoulders that he may want to put on a coat or similar as ignored as everything else. Midousuji walks outside, and to his surprise, it’s snowing. the season seems similar to Kyoto, though it wasn’t snowing in his city. he thinks. he can’t quite even recall his most recent memory.

Midousuji rolls his head up, and simply stares, using the quiet of the snow-still air to try to sort his thoughts, out in the elements in just his biking kit.

maybe your character saw Midousuji at various points inside, or maybe your character is outside for whatever reason themselves—making their way to the Coven for their own purpose, or walking past it, but there is a strange, underdressed teenager who could easily be mistaken as an adult standing in the cold with his mouth still slightly hung open, eyes wide and unblinking.

Midousuji has fallen into the category of newly arrived Mirrorbound who are certain they’re dreaming, but he isn’t sure—he also might be one of the types who considers a coma.]

ii. STUDY

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[some hours later, whatever happens definitely occurs, and then some. he finally decides, and announces, quietly, in a dry, croaking voice that he’d like to take the test to determine which category of cursed-person he falls into to one of the Witches who had given him information earlier. he doesn’t make eye-contact. and after all that to-do, Midousuji is told he’s a Witch. and as before, the Coven workers’ expressions fall a bit when he doesn’t react to the news. after a too-long pause, Midousuji demands the location of their library, and once he’s told, he turns without thanking the nice staff, on his way to fuckin’....... read some dusty-ass fantasy books. great.

Midousuji’s limbs still feel stiff and almost prickly-painful from the cold as he slowly moves through the library. he’s still confident none of this is real, but he’d won’t be assed to say that even in non-reality scenarios that he won’t be prepared.

he’s a little distracted, trying to recall his last memory still, wondering if he maybe hit his head, or unexpectedly got hit by a car, or something. accidents happen fast.

by now, Midousuji has a working stack of books, held by the gloved bottoms of his fingerless gloves and braced by his chin, long arms straight downwards. books on bonding, magic sickness, what types of monster species there are, some cultural history of this made-up nonsense place, various types of magic, its varied practices...

and on his way to his table, since his limbs still feel stiff and cold, Midousuji’s cleat slips a little—and in correcting himself, he loses the whole stack of books.

eyes wide, he simply stares at the mess of books, and is pretty sure he can hear his brain snap.]