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[Catch All] Rebirth is just Necromancy with better branding
Who: Hector, open
When: the first half of Feb.
Where: The city of Aefenglom
What: Monthly catch all for Hector's first month. What do you do when you can't necromance good or do other stuff good too?
Warnings: Injured animals, poor decisions, language, will update as needed
The Early Days Out and About in the City
[If this is to be Hector's home-- and he is in no rush to return to whence he came-- then he needs to know it. After one monstrous post-festival hang-over, Hector resolves to find himself an apartment, and really settle in.
He rises with the sun-- it is nice, getting to enjoy the sunlight again-- and walks the city before the streets get too crowded with city-dwellers. On most days, Cezar the pug is at his heels, bounding from one place to another until his stubby legs tire and he starts to whine to be carried.
Hector scours the library for his sort of magic, but finds only bits and pieces of his craft within the transmutation and conjuration texts. To those he sees studying, he may try to probe to learn their manner of spellwork. There have to be necromancers somewhere, don't there?
And he searches for new pets. Every city is full of hurt and broken things, if one knows where to look. Hector has been looking, and finding, since his early childhood. On one memorable occasion, he climbs a tree after a wailing cat...only for the cat to look at him as he finally reaches the branch and bound safely to the ground, leaving Hector aghast. And up a tree. 'Well, fuck.']
The Full Moon closed to CR- let me know if you'd like him to call you
[The changes are not so noticeable yet. The tips of horns are starting to show through his hair, and the skin around them itches like a motherfucker. His hair is...fluffier, and when he strips out of his boots and pants, he finds himself hairier and with calluses along his feet.
He would claim there are no psychological changes to accompany the physical, but on the night of the full moon, he finds himself curled protectively around his puppy on the floor of his apartment.]
There are monsters out there, Cezar. It's too dangerous for you. Stay here. Right here.
[Hector has no means to protect him, to protect either of them. His forging powers are gone, and there is not even the threshold of a home to ward off the creatures of the night. He is alone, friendless, vulnerable. Easy prey.
His breath quickens, and he can feel his heart racing with paranoid fear. His hand goes for his watch, and he opens the device, hesitating over the selection.]
The Iron Price At the Desmodus Mori Bar
[Thankfully, the waning of the moon washes away some of the creeping terror, and Hector's life resumes. He's managed to scrimp together a little money from odd jobs thus far, but if he wants to support actual live pets, he needs more than that.]
There's no danger. You know exactly how much blood you can safely lose. [He reassures himself as he walks to the vampire bar he's heard whispers about.
He also knows that a vampire is not a slave to their hunger. If they kill a victim, it is because they choose to do so.
...and Hector assumes that there are checks in place to prevent that, if this place expects to stay in operation. So it seems like easy money- a quick stop here, and he'll be able to bring home kibble for some hungry mouths.
He takes a deep breath and wills away his pointless fears. If the vampires here are like the ones at home, they'll sense weakness and pounce on it.]
It's a symbiotic relationship.
[He opens the door and takes a seat. Order up on faun blood.]
A New Life Paid for in Blood Near the apartments in Haven
[The blood business affords Hector at least some basic supplies to get himself set up. Cezar seems happy and fed, and as they days go by, the communal garden at the Haven Apartments starts to see some oddities. A butterfly with mismatching wings. A pigeon with a stump-leg ending in a bandage. A cat with a shaved patch showing off a bite mark mended with careful stitches.
Hector comes and goes, bringing in new patients to his makeshift clinic and letting them free once they are healed. He pauses on the way in with a pail full of leeches, smiling as the animals dart between the plants with various degrees of mobility.
Find something hurt? You may get pointed in this direction to find help.]
Wild Card message me with any other thoughts or ideas
When: the first half of Feb.
Where: The city of Aefenglom
What: Monthly catch all for Hector's first month. What do you do when you can't necromance good or do other stuff good too?
Warnings: Injured animals, poor decisions, language, will update as needed
The Early Days Out and About in the City
[If this is to be Hector's home-- and he is in no rush to return to whence he came-- then he needs to know it. After one monstrous post-festival hang-over, Hector resolves to find himself an apartment, and really settle in.
He rises with the sun-- it is nice, getting to enjoy the sunlight again-- and walks the city before the streets get too crowded with city-dwellers. On most days, Cezar the pug is at his heels, bounding from one place to another until his stubby legs tire and he starts to whine to be carried.
Hector scours the library for his sort of magic, but finds only bits and pieces of his craft within the transmutation and conjuration texts. To those he sees studying, he may try to probe to learn their manner of spellwork. There have to be necromancers somewhere, don't there?
And he searches for new pets. Every city is full of hurt and broken things, if one knows where to look. Hector has been looking, and finding, since his early childhood. On one memorable occasion, he climbs a tree after a wailing cat...only for the cat to look at him as he finally reaches the branch and bound safely to the ground, leaving Hector aghast. And up a tree. 'Well, fuck.']
The Full Moon closed to CR- let me know if you'd like him to call you
[The changes are not so noticeable yet. The tips of horns are starting to show through his hair, and the skin around them itches like a motherfucker. His hair is...fluffier, and when he strips out of his boots and pants, he finds himself hairier and with calluses along his feet.
He would claim there are no psychological changes to accompany the physical, but on the night of the full moon, he finds himself curled protectively around his puppy on the floor of his apartment.]
There are monsters out there, Cezar. It's too dangerous for you. Stay here. Right here.
[Hector has no means to protect him, to protect either of them. His forging powers are gone, and there is not even the threshold of a home to ward off the creatures of the night. He is alone, friendless, vulnerable. Easy prey.
His breath quickens, and he can feel his heart racing with paranoid fear. His hand goes for his watch, and he opens the device, hesitating over the selection.]
The Iron Price At the Desmodus Mori Bar
[Thankfully, the waning of the moon washes away some of the creeping terror, and Hector's life resumes. He's managed to scrimp together a little money from odd jobs thus far, but if he wants to support actual live pets, he needs more than that.]
There's no danger. You know exactly how much blood you can safely lose. [He reassures himself as he walks to the vampire bar he's heard whispers about.
He also knows that a vampire is not a slave to their hunger. If they kill a victim, it is because they choose to do so.
...and Hector assumes that there are checks in place to prevent that, if this place expects to stay in operation. So it seems like easy money- a quick stop here, and he'll be able to bring home kibble for some hungry mouths.
He takes a deep breath and wills away his pointless fears. If the vampires here are like the ones at home, they'll sense weakness and pounce on it.]
It's a symbiotic relationship.
[He opens the door and takes a seat. Order up on faun blood.]
A New Life Paid for in Blood Near the apartments in Haven
[The blood business affords Hector at least some basic supplies to get himself set up. Cezar seems happy and fed, and as they days go by, the communal garden at the Haven Apartments starts to see some oddities. A butterfly with mismatching wings. A pigeon with a stump-leg ending in a bandage. A cat with a shaved patch showing off a bite mark mended with careful stitches.
Hector comes and goes, bringing in new patients to his makeshift clinic and letting them free once they are healed. He pauses on the way in with a pail full of leeches, smiling as the animals dart between the plants with various degrees of mobility.
Find something hurt? You may get pointed in this direction to find help.]
Wild Card message me with any other thoughts or ideas
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Right. There's no making a cat do anything if it doesn't want to do. It was crying like it was honestly stuck, though, and I...might not have thought it through all the way.
[He shakes his head.] It's long gone now. It looked too well-fed to be a stray, so I'm sure it'll be back to its home in its own time.
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[ Thanks for figuring out the obvious, Asahi. ]
I mean, with the way you talk about them and all. Not just anyone would care that much for a random cat they saw on the streets, anyway. [ Let alone climb in a tree themselves for one. ] I wouldn't be surprised if you told me you had already taken all sorts of stray animals in your home at this point.
[ Despite not having been here for long. He sure got to work quickly with this cat, after all. ]
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I may have brought home a stray or two...
[And is in the process of converting his apartment into a makeshift veterinary clinic. That too. It's fine. He doesn't have a problem.]
I kept multiple pets back home, and my dog gets lonely if he's by himself.
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It's a good thing that she doesn't know the full scope of this problem. Because adopting a few strays isn't that weird to Asahi. She thinks stray animals are cute too. She gets it. ]
Aw, what are they like? [ Hence her direct interest. She may even be smiling a little. ] I guess it'd be pretty lonely if you didn't take any in despite being used to being around animals.
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Here’s Cezar, my dog. He’s very friendly, not sure where he gets that from.
[Some of the pictures show the pug playing with a scrawny cat and with a small rat with a stump of a tail.]
The others, I haven’t named. I think they’ll only be in my care until they recover their strength. They don’t seem inclined to domestic life.
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[ Give Asahi a moment over here. She's totally immersed in these pictures and videos. Asahi loves cute things, and friendly dogs totally fall into that category. She's practically staring at all of it starry-eyed.. Does she even remember Hector is standing right there? Who knows. ]
He seems like such a good boy! Aw, look how he's playing with the rest..!
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I don't think he's ever met anyone he hasn't wanted to be friends with. He's even tried to bate vampires into playing with him.
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[ So she can't help but ask that first part just to make sure. After all, even though Asahi is mostly still human from her own point of view, she'd probably at least register somewhere on the bird scale with animals with her wings and those feathers.. and maybe even her scent for all she knows. ]
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No, he gets along with everyone. I had all sorts of species coming through my lab back home. If you leave loose feathers around, he'll chew on them, but otherwise, he's not likely to bat an eye.
[Cezar has seen literal monsters being created by his master and been unphased. He will love to meet a bird lady who will give him scratches and treats.]
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That's adorable.. If he likes the whole chewing on feathers thing, I can bring along some of mine. They fall out all the time, and it's not like I have much use for them then.
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[Part of the battle of keeping pets inside a house is making sure they stay entertained enough to not run amok.]
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[ It's not like she's using them anyway. And honestly, is there a better place for them to go to than to a bunch of adorable animals? There isn't, in Asahi's opinion. ]
It sometimes takes a while before I've shed a few since it comes and goes, but I'll make sure to gather them up and let you know once I have enough. All I want in return is to see your cute little pals!
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[Just, be prepared to lose all respect for Hector, who has medicinal leeches in the spare bathtub and a kitchen table-turned-surgery area.]
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Really? I can? [ She seems so excited about it.. Asahi couldn't hide it even if she'd try. ] As soon as possible? Just let me know whenever you have time, I'm flexible!
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Sure, if you want. [He's a little taken aback by her enthusiasm, but he's pleased nonetheless. It's nice, finding others who share his passions.] I can send you a message on the mirror when it suits for you to come.
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[ !!! Cute animals! That's exactly the way Asahi likes to spend her spare time. ]
I should get going now-- I still have some errands to run. [ And she didn't exactly calculate in time to save someone from a tree. ] But feel free to send me a message whenever!
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Alright. It was fortuitous that we crossed paths when we did, but don't let me keep you from your errands. We'll talk again soon.
[Hopefully not up in a tree, though. Hector's going to be smarter about cat-rescues from now on.]