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network & log | un: kni

WHO: kni & you!
WHERE: network & around the city
WHEN: july 1st
WHAT: kni enters the scene and gets lost almost immediately.
WARNINGS: possible talk of mass murder / genocide, generally bratty behavior, etc.

[ action - the city ]

[nai wakes up to the sound of rain, although he doesn't recognize it for what it is. the droning noise could almost be considered pleasant, compared to the absolute nightmare he was finally pulling himself from-

or not. he sits up from the cafe table he'd been slumped over, his cheek still red from having laid it against the laminate surface for too long. he stares blearily out of the cafe window he was seated beside, brows pulling together as he frowns. the rain captures his attention as he slowly comes to, before all at once the gravity of his situation hits him with full force.

kni jumps up from the table so fast he nearly knocks over the chair, only realizing belatedly that he was holding something. an oddly shaped device and a... book? he decides he'll flip through it later as he rushes for the doors, nearly jumping out of his skin when someone - tall, human - opens the door from the other side. he only gives them a sparing glare before he pushes past them to run outside. right into the rain.

his heart racing, kni stands there. staring up at the sky, the feeling of rain soaking his hair and clothes is so new, he doesn't know what to process first. with his new items clutched to his chest, kni's gaze moves from the storm clouds above to looking around and noticing, with dawning horror, that he was surrounded by humans. this wasn't the desert planet they crashed into, either.

from one nightmare into another, kni picks a direction and starts walking.]

[ text - un: KNI ]

this technology is so old and the interface for this application is ugly.

whoever designed this should be ashamed.

i am looking for someone. is the directory in this device accurate?

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If they're at the bar. Usually people don't sit at the bar unless they're between shows. I mostly just mix up the drinks and snacks, and there's actually a serving person who brings the drinks and food around.

[ he doesnt even think of the job as being subservient--he makes good tips!!! and he gets a nice paycheck from zules for it, too. the guy was one of his best buddies and all.

giving him a job without even needing an interview or anything had been amazing of him, after all.

he doesn't for a moment notice kni glancing at his darkening hair.

He's making good time through the city--knowing the way out to the main road that led outside of the city limits itself; Kni would see much on their way out. Restaurants and shops, cars of many different shapes and sizes. He might even catch a glance of a few more inhuman beings that live in kaisou alongside the humanoid ones--maybe even a person or two flying overhead in their hurry to get somewhere.

All that mixed in with a sky that flickered and weaved with beautiful colours up in the sky, even with the rainclouds cloaking everything.

It won't take long before they're outside the city limits, walking down a long dirt road between some wide open green fields, with a forest coming up in the distance. ]

He's a big worm, though, you see. Bigger than your hand. Maybe bigger.

[ he grins. ]

You'll see soon. We'll be home in a bit.
...Libra might be home, so you'll be able to meet him, too, maybe.

You'll be nice, yeah?

Edited 2023-07-03 04:11 (UTC)

[kni never considered himself to be easily distractible, always able to stay focused and on task with a kind of self-discipline that vash lacked in some areas. he didn't think he could be overwhelmed by seeing so many different things without pause, but this place was really pushing at his limits.

while still inside the city, kni tilts his head down to watch the water splash around vash's ankles as he walks. only after they leave the city and kni notices their surroundings have changed does he look up again.

it looks just like it did in his books. reference and geography textbook files all loaded nicely on their school tablets, some even had pictures. full color and widespread, kni had looked at them over and over while imagining what paradise would look like.

it was much nicer seeing the real thing, even if it was pouring rain.

kni makes a face at vash's implicating question.]

He's your friend, right? [because for his brother he'll try.]

He is my friend, yes. And it's his home just as much as it is mine.

[ wolfwood wont be here for a day or two, so like introducing a new cat into the house, introducing the kid to Libra first might be easier, anyway.

As he continues to walk through the somewhat winding dirt road, eventually, a sort of stone arch comes into view--as well is there a slight sweet scent to the air. Something like mint, along with a mingling of floral scents.

He'll walk straight through that stone entryway, and into the most abundant garden Kni has likely ever seen.

Vash may have understated how the garden was in comparison to the childhood one they grew up in. There were flowers all over the small garden cottage at the back, but surrounding it were patches of different flora--a small field of wheat, separated little sections where different vegetables like marrow, carrots, eggplant, and cabbages grew. Whole vines full of fat, ripe grapes, little planter boxes that had vines of tomato plants and beans growing.

Behind the house and to the left of it, theres a sparkling river, which is host to a big, creepy looking shoebill.
A big green thomas also settles near the river, in a little hutch, and then to the right of it theres a wide and expansive copse of trees.

And all those trees are laden with different kinds of fruit: pomegranates, apples, olives...

Truly, a paradise. ]

Well.

Welcome home, Kni.

[the rain brings out a kind of vibrancy to the gardens as they enter that has kni awestruck by everything he sees. plants and flowers he recognized, even more that he didn't, kni half-turning in vash's arms to look around as vash walks through the fruitful displays of nature.

home. a word that sat strange on his tongue. was it really home if there was a world where his mirror image was left behind, all alone?

but vash was here, their connection singing in a vibration only they know. if kni couldn't depend on his own instincts, what else was there?]

Can I... look around, later?

Yeah, of course you can.
Once we get you out of your wet clothes, you can take an umbrella and walk around. There's a lot to see, even if the property isn't huge.

[ he gives a little chuckle as he makes a beeline for the little house in the back. Pushing the heavy wooden door open, and getting them both inside. Finally taking the moment to give his head a shake, water flicking a bit as he moves to cross the threshold of the house.

It's not a very big place--a cottage, really. There's two beds pressed up against one wall--one marketedly bigger than the other--and there's a small kitchen area, with a woodstove that still smells gently of woodsmoke. A dining table with four chairs set around it, and there's a few things hanging around the house--both on the walls, and from strings on the ceiling. Drying herbs, a photo of two boys near the door, little decorations--there's even a cowboy hat and a very western looking poncho hanging above the bigger bed, on a hook.
Some cupboards and drawers where vash currently is scurrying over to as he attempts to ... find... something for the kid to wear.

Maybe one of his big hoodies...? ]

Here, take a towel first and dry off. We'll hang up your wet clothes, and you can wear one of my sweaters until they dry.

I have a whole week of work off, starting today, so... we can go shopping for new clothes for you, yeah?

[after vash sets him down to rummage through the drawers, kni stands stock still for a long moment. arms crossed over his chest, as if that might curb some of his shivering, he looks around. the cottage is small, but warm and kni can't help but feel the comfort that radiates throughout the space. if this is what home was supposed to feel like, kni could be okay with this.]

That's convenient...

[kni mumbles, finally moving further into the space. he walks slowly, gazing over the little decorations and knickknacks that hang from the ceilings. he stops at the picture frame, his expression hidden from vash and quickly turns away to move on. he ends up by the door again, where a small stack of towels sits ready to be grabbed. kni picks one up, noting a small hole in the corner, and sets it down again to start pulling the top layer of his uniform off. he grumbles at the feeling of wet fabric dragging over his head before letting it drop on the floor with a wet plop.]

I want to pick my own clothes.

[it's a question dressed up as a demand, kni moving his arms back to try and reach for the hidden zipper to his bodysuit. usually vash was the one who unzipped him, doing the same for his twin in return, but now it was just another moment of feeling that absence like a sting.]

[ the embers of the fire is keeping the place warm. It's likely libra is still in bed--a lump of blankets and pillows off to the side on that bed that's unmoving. it's possibly just a pile, too--the dragon man could have gone for a walk himself, or something--they all DID get heavily drunk last night for his birthday, after all. And while Vash and Wolfwood could shrug off hangovers like nothing, well...

Vash is gonna lean down to grab up the wet shirt Kni throws to the floor. Taking it outside to wring out most of the water just outside the door before coming back to hang it up. Then with a grin, he's plucking up Kni--and placing him directly into a big wooden washtub that's in the corner of the room, next to that warm wood stove.

He'll also help unzip his bodysuit and everything, see; helpful. ]

When we go shopping? Sure. I think it's better that you choose your own stuff. Wearing clothes you want to, and all that.

As for picking your clothes here, there's not much stuff your size, right now.
I figure I'm gonna' have to stick you in a hoodie of mine or somethin' till your other stuff is cleaned and dry.

...

You could use a scrub too. Your hair is ashy and dirty.

[ ...his expression darkens, just a little. ]

Wait- [kni stumbles over his words in surprise as vash picks him up, body going tense until he's plopped into the wash basin. he looks around, ears hot from the sudden indignity of being plucked like some errant kitten, or- or-]

Hoodie-?

[at least being by the fire is nice, kni rubbing at his arms to try and chase the chill away now that he was free from all wet clothes. his eyes snap up to vash then.]

I can wash myself, you know. [his hand moves to brush over his wet hair, feeling the fine grit of sand and soot still trapped between locks of pale hair. seems like the rain didn't wash away all of the evidence of what happened.]

[If Vash would have shown Knives the backyard area, they would have seen the still napping dragon. Apparently, it takes a minute to sleep off your first hangover in your life. Especially when your drinking buddies are... well, the people who showed up.

Libra slowly awakens to the sound of voices, one of which was unfamiliar, and sounded younger than the others he was used to. Getting up, he stretches and yawns, before walking over to the house to tap on one of the windows with a claw.]

What is going on in there?

Hoodie. It's a big floppy sweater with a cozy hood on the back of it. Mine's big enough to go down past your knees, pretty sure.

[ he's gonna move to hang up the wet bodysuit now too, before grabbing up a water bucket that's nearby, and a little bottle of shampoo. He wiggles it at kni with a mischevious grin. ]

You could, but. You got ash and sand everywhere, you sure you don't want a--

[ and then he pauses, turning around--eyes blinking as he hears Libra--lifting his head and giving a small click at the back of his throat. ]

Heeeey, Libby. Hanging out in the flower awning? Thought ya might be out.

We got a ... new friend.
Wanna come meet my brother.

I can do it myself-!

[kni does not appreciate the timing of this introduction. he'd prefer it if he wasn't dirty and chattering teeth, even with the warmth of the furnace so close by. thankfully, he's never had a need for modesty but...]

Vash-

[he hisses in a hushed voice, trying to snatch the bottle of shampoo from vash's hands. the flush from his ears has travelled down to spreading across his face. he may be a little embarrassed.]

--Hahahaa.

[ okay, maybe he shouldn't be amused by Kni getting angry with him, but it's the little things. He sighs whistfully and he allows Kni to snatch the shampoo--and he'll even leave the bucket of clean water for Kni to wash up with near the basin. ]

--Fine, fine. Suit yourself. You get washed up, and I'll get changed.

--Libra! Sorry to bother you, but stay outside a little longer, alright? Just doing some washing up in here first. Then I'll get to cooking dinner, okay?

[ time turn his back to Kni and ...

...Hm. His scars... ]

[He laughs before turning to settle back down under the arbor.]

I can wait until you're done. Besides, I haven't figured out how to turn back to normal, so you two might have to come out here until I do.

[Figures it would be that he would be stuck this way for a little while.]

Also, it's a pleasure to meet you... Vash's brother.

[he doesn't at all enjoy vash's cavalier attitude right now, but he chooses not to respond with anything but a withering look.

instead he gets to washing himself, squirting (probably too much) shampoo in his hair before scrubbing vigorously, like maybe he can speed up this awkward situation into becoming less awkward.]

Shouldn't he know how to do that already...?

[it's half whispered to vash, yet staying silent when libra greets him with a muffled voice through the windows.]

Hmmm. [ he doesn't laugh at Libra--if only because he's dealt with annoying things like that in this world too. ]

Stuck, huh? No wonder you weren't sleeping in the bed. Good thing I had the awning built out there, huh.

[ the rain hasn't stopped pattering overhead, but the flower-covered area was great for sleeping in without fear of getting wet.

He's gonna hang up his apron and work shirt before getting another towel out to dry himself off, hair all fluffed up in different directions before he starts picking through clothing for himself and Kni. ]

His name is Kni. [ he calls to Libra again, before shooting his brother a look from the corner of his eye. ]

This world is seated in magic. Weird things happen sometimes, you just gotta' roll with it.
I once got cursed to talk like a pirate for a day a few weeks back, I wanted to stay in bed all day...

What Vash is explaining is true. I'm normally not in a full manakete or dragon form. But this place has decided I should be one for a while.

[It was probably the headache from the hangover, if he's 100% honest with himself, but he won't say that out loud.]

Well then, welcome, Kni.

[thanks to the shampoo bubbles, kni keeps his eyes closed as he scrubs. vash's attempts to dress himself before kni can see those scars are successful this day.]

Hmm... [that's a new word, manakete. something to ask about later when he isn't trying to keep soap out of his eyes. he blindly reaches for the bucket of water vash left beside him, fumbling around the edge until he can get a decent grip. being a plant makes him stronger than most humans at his perceived age, so he doesn't have much trouble in lifting the bucket over his ducked head to rinse out the shampoo.]

... What other kind of stuff happens here? [it's a question for vash, but libra too if he hears him.]

[ this is absolutely the fastest the humanoid typhoon has ever gotten dressed in his life. By the time Kni has finished splashing water over his head, Vash has managed to hang up his wet slacks and underclothes, and has managed to get fully dressed in a comfortable, but frumpy pair of white sweatpants and an offwhite turtleneck sweater.

hes now busying himself getting out a few choices of things for kni to wear, even if theyre mostly just oversized sweaters. two hoodies, one bright red and covered with candy pictures, the other a cozy brown. ]

Will you need a dragon-sized portion of lunch, too, then? I don't mind accomodating if you're super stuck.

[ he titters out one of those goofy laughs of his. ]

As for weird stuff, well. For me? My hair turned into fuzzy worms for a day, once.

Oh, and I can grow flowers. Just. Out of thin air.

No, I think I'll be fine for now. If not, I'll go harvest some of the apples as a snack later.

[Libra chuckles.]

There was also the time that all the animals hated you... it was funny to watch Fritter be angry at you all the time.

[kni lifts his head, wet hair now free of shampoo plastered to his face. when he looks to vash, he blinks at the new clothes. when did he change?]

You can grow flowers? I want to see.

[also, give him a towel, please. the furnace is warm, but the water was far from it and he's back to shivering again.]

... You really named that worm 'Fritter'?

[judgement be upon ye!]

[ no worries, no worries. He's bringing Kni over a towel, dropping it in his hands, and also putting that pile of sweaters on the table near the washbin so kni can go through them. ]

Dooooon't remind me of the time all the animals hated me.... half the chores I gotta' do in the garden is taking care of them, and I got bitten so many times that week for no reason...!

[ maybe it WAS a little funny that fritter was so aggro despite being a fucking APPLE but... ]

...Yeah? I, I thought fritter was a cute name. You know, 'cause he lives in an apple...

[ don't judge him!!! he'll... busy himself moving over to the table, taking out a cup, and he'll start... quite literally growing flowers out of his hand, one by one. A lily, a carnation, a rose, a red geranium...
putting each into a cup, slowly, one at a time, until there's a literal tiny bouquet inside. A centerpiece for the table. ]

[Libra laughs, resting his chin on the open windowsill.]

I think my favorite was when Nicholas kept rotating Fritter between the three of us when he was hissing at you.

[He watches the flower show for a moment.]

I'm assuming he hasn't met Squeaker yet... which is probably because he isn't the biggest fan of this form.

It hissed at you? [draping himself in a towel, he steps out of the basin with youthful ease, while careful not to slip on the water he drips everywhere. he stands there as he slowly dries his hair, watching vash produce flowers with curious focus. of course, he can recognize each flower as they form effortless from vash's finger and the last one...

kni turns away then to pick up one of the hoodies vash had set out for him, replacing it with the towel off to the side. putting it on, the fabric ends just past his knees. kni looks down at himself briefly with a tick to his brow. he lifts his head and finally looks to the window, where he can see libra's snout poking out.]

Who is Squeaker?

[ hoodies are cozy, right? they're cozy!! vash gives kni a little grin, moving to pull the hood on his own sweater up and over his head, as if showing it off. ]

It did hiss at me. Wolfwood did his best to keep the thing from getting mad at me, but it was a serious war of attrition. It was the worst. Fritter liked me fine when I first brought him home...

[ he sighs. He's gonna put the flowers down on the table to grab some umbrellas, so he and kni can go visit Libra out in the garden. ]

I assume Squeaker is out in the bunny house, with the bunnies and Rabbit, too.
The rain has gotten seriously annoying these last two days, I hope it lets up soon. [ it won't. ]

--Squeaker is Libra's pet. He's like a little dog. ...Fox? Cat?

I'm not actually sure. What do you think, Libby?

Probably. He tends to hide there, and he wasn't such a fan of finding me as a dragon this morning. Probably less than I was. [Let's be real, Libra wasn't that bothered by it. He's really not phased by much.]

He's a creature called a Pokemon, from what I understand. He looks like a combination of all of those creatures.

When he shows up again, I'll make sure to bring up to you Kni, so you can meet him.

network & log | un: kni

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/slides in late with starbucksd

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