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cancry2022-04-17 01:41 pm
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Luxuria Intro Log
With the real super power of teamwork, the Executors have successfully managed to make their way through the Gula Underside and defeat the previous Authority there. With Gerda now freed from her past regrets and given the power of an Executor, Gula and its inhabitants seem to be in safe hands... for now at least. More interesting – or concerning, perhaps – is the tentative ally you've gained in the form of Birdie, the mysterious girl who attacked some of your number in the Superbia Underside. While she seemed to be nothing but an enemy back then, a surprising connection has been formed with who you now understand to be the Authority of Purgatory itself. While she doesn't necessarily believe the Executors will be able to repair Purgatory, she is at least willing to admit that she shares their goals of wanting to see Purgatory restored... either to its former state, or to something new. But what does that mean for the Executors? And what does that mean for Rei supposedly born from the Authority's discarded heart? There are still many questions the Executors need to answer and as a blast of dry, hot air blows up from the next layer, you can only hope that Luxuria holds the key to at least some of them... | |
 ♪♫ Wet & Dry – Sakuzyo After the humidity and noise of the Gula Underside, passing down to the Lust Layer of Purgatory initially seems like a relief. The air here is dry and sharp and though you hear noise drifting up to meet you and see a whole rainbow of lights clustered together in the dark, it doesn't seem as though it'll be quite as overwhelming as some of the bustling Layers you've had the pleasure of exploring before. But as you set foot down into Luxuria and feel the heat of the ground under your feet, you begin to wonder if you might just have hopped out of the frying pan and into the fire... | |
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she still stays in the Limbo house, even when no one else returns and it's a quiet, lonely little place. so it's not out of her way to get off the train at Invidia in the morning after she wakes up, instead of heading all the way down to Luxuria. the front door of the mansion creaks open, and Mona's voice calls out: ]
Phoenix? [ her footsteps make their way to the kitchen, and Phoenix can probably smell the black coffee she's brought with her from an Invidia café. ]
Do you... need it to be my turn to be the person who's alright?
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[After some time and being dissuaded from stress cooking, Phoenix found himself with little else to do--he raised his head from where it had been in his hands at the kitchen counter, quickly adjusting his sunglasses.]
[...The smell of coffee felt nostalgic in a way he wasn't sure he liked, at least today.]
No--no, it's fine. There's nothing you should trouble yourself with.
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[ she crosses the kitchen and leaves the coffee on the counter near him. there is the sound of cupboards opening and closing, porcelain cups being moved around, the kettle being filled and turned on to heat up — Mona preparing tea for herself. while she does this, she continues: ]
If you really do want to be alone, then that's okay... but you don't need to isolate yourself just because you think you won't be good company. You don't have to hide it when you're feeling unwell. [ there's silence, waiting for the water to boil. ] I told you. It's not a burden you have to bear by yourself.
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[For a long moment, there was no answer. Phoenix ran a hand through his hair only for it to fall back in his face, letting out a quiet sigh.]
I…seem to have ever had a terrible habit of bearing such things alone.
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It's alright. We're not exactly the same as we were in life, but... it's hard to shake off old habits. [ she's regained habits just from the presence of memories. it's strange to feel as if you're being influenced by someone that's supposed to be you. ] I'll just have to remind you.
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[He must have said as much to Chiron a dozen times, and he believed it. That didn’t do much to lessen the peculiar self-loathing of someone that was and wasn’t himself, especially not today.]
Thank you—I think that something I needed to hear.