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Who ❄ Michel, various
What ❄ memshare and assorted overflow
When ❄ ~August
Where ❄ Lumina Cloth carnival
Content Warnings ❄ child abuse and violence, captivity, torture, gore, pet death, transphobia, misogyny, TBA. Specific warnings in headers.


[ Plotting post here! ]

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[userunfriendly]

...You're a kind boy.

[ The praise is a little embarrassing, honestly. But Vogel finally seems to be steadying a little, so Michel releases him and steps back a tiny bit.

His shirt might be slightly soaked, but it's fine. It should refresh when they load into the next area regardless. ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair shakes his head, not dismissing the praise, but not accepting it either. He's just him]

...I'm sorry about your clothes.

[He feels better now though. Not all the way but. Better]

[userunfriendly]

It's fine. It's cooler like this.

[ Given the volcanic dungeon and all. It's a weak joke, but what else can he do with Sinclair's persistent apologies? ]

[insinning]

...maybe we should try another dungeon. [Sheepish. It is hot and he is not fond of the heat effects]

[userunfriendly]

[ He's looking sunnier again... not done dungeoning yet? Well, Michel wouldn't mind the opportunity to clear his head, too. ]

Why not. Back to the Chaos Gate?

[insinning]

Mm. Let's go. [Logging back out, this mission run can be considered a favour. But...as another thought]

You mentioned you had older brothers, right? Are you the youngest?

[userunfriendly]

[ Did he mention them to Vogel before? His thoughts skip on the possibility of what the mirror had shown, but -- no, if it was Aimee, his brothers wouldn't have been there. ]

That's right. By six years. [ Can he ask about Vogel's sister... he isn't sure. ]

[insinning]

[Absentmindedly before they skip back to the chaos gate]

You would have been a good big brother yourself.

[userunfriendly]

[ Oh. That's...

Michel is a moment later quitting the dungeon, because that freezes him up for a second. It's... a nice feeling. ]

...If you... no, nevermind. What keywords did you make before?

[ He remembers, but he's just changing the subject now. ]

[insinning]

[ He busies himself with creating a party and inputting the keywords, so he misses Michel's hesitation entirely]

"Coiling Eternity's Blue Cloud". I haven't seen this keyword before.

[userunfriendly]

[ Is he disappointed he missed the chance to say something? No, it's nothing. ]

Neither have I. Perhaps it would be worth making another forum post to compare findings.

[insinning]

Mm. Mithrun probably has a lot of information to share too.

[Akatsuki hasn't been around in awhile. He wonders if she got bored of the game.]

[userunfriendly]

He seems... methodical about his research.

[ Somewhat mechanical, if he's honest. Not that Michel is one to talk. Anyway, into the dungeon they go! ]

[insinning]

He's very dedicated...

[If there's one way to distract Sinclair, it's worrying about other people!

Into the dungeon they go and then rip their overthinking brains tbh]

[userunfriendly]

[ And this is how they manage to get a non-plot area to give them a migraine... ]

Do you run many dungeons with him?

[ Michel blinks at the desert stretching out around them, making the smear of green of a forest in the distance look more than a little out of place. But it's not a volcano. ]

[insinning]

A few times. He likes to go more often than I do though.

[Ah. Peaceful green. No burn effects here!!]

[userunfriendly]

Does he? He didn't seem to be very familiar with games.

[ Mithrun might make a good distraction for Sinclair as they make their way across the desert. And Michel does wonder about the man, conveniently enough. ]

[insinning]

It might be why he's so dedicated to it.

[Oh Michel, you sweet summer...adult?]</small.

[userunfriendly]

[ Please Sinclair, don't rob him of his last hopes in the world. ]

Because he's learning? ...Understandable. [ Kind of. ]

[insinning]

Mm... even if he takes it too far sometimes.

[ Never forgetting finding Mithrun baked in the sun tbh. Into the forest dungeon they go, what monsters will they find first???]

[userunfriendly]

"Too far"? Pulling allnighters already?

[ Or rather: he's a little concerned just what counts as "too far" to Sinclair.

As they step into the woods they're greeted by more deadly presents, looking even more out of place here than a volcano. ]

[insinning]

...have you run a mission with him?

[ Smashing those deadly presents well out of here. He's getting a bit sick of these, but that's okay!! he wont set this area on fire at least]

[userunfriendly]

Not yet. He was looking around the cathedral. Why?

[ And poking where the dangerous statue was, which should probably be enough of a clue.

Michel stabs a present to dispatch it briskly, one eye on Sinclair. At least it looks like the presents aren't going to set him off again... ]

[insinning]

[a pause as he tries to explain what has happened]

He used to get really reckless with testing the limits of everything. Even if it didn't suit his class.

[ONWARDS to the next part of the dungeon]

[userunfriendly]

That's logical, for a beta...

[ It doesn't sound so concerning when Sinclair puts it like that? Michel pauses at the sound of approaching clanking before several Goblin Knights march through the underbrush towards them. ]