emet-selch catch-all

[sageguidance]

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w0; sunday

[sageguidance]

[ Alphinaud is passing through the courtyard, when...!

Wherever he may be, whatever he is up to, Emet-Selch is an unmistakable figure. Alphinaud pauses, staring dumbly at him from only a short distance away, and it is not subtle. ]

[ktiseos]

...yes, yes, I am aware of my height.

[he says, with a huff of a sigh.]

You needn't comment on either that or any supposed familiarity; I've no idea who the vast majority of you are.

[local man has been having a time]

[sageguidance]

—Erm.

[ He blinks, regaining his bearings. ]

No, no, I assure you the height is not the issue. I—

[ ?!?!? ]

Forgive me, I was simply surprised to see you present, but, ah... I do not wish to sour your mood any further, either, if it troubles you.

[ ?????? ]

[ktiseos]

It seems you are not the only one who is, but I am quite certain we have never met.

[mister three-games selch.]

'Tis best, in my opinion, to consider anyone similar to myself as a separate individual.

w0, wednesday

[ktiseos]

[before or after the wednesday stuff happens!

rng says: 13. You open the door and immediately pitch forward and fall through it. There is no floor here. There are no ceilings. There are no walls. You are floating aimlessly in the void with far-off constellations twinkling all around you. You feel as though you are everywhere and nowhere, all at once. Occasionally, you see the space around you shift - the sky ripples or pulls apart, as if the very fabric of the universe is being manipulated. After an indeterminate amount of time, you hear a low chuckle, and suddenly find yourself collapsed on the ground in the hall, disoriented. Only four minutes have passed.

so! here they are, suddenly floating in the void! emet-selch blinks several times, a little disoriented; it's difficult to settle, with the strange sensation of being-- no place in particular, really.]

How-

[sageguidance]

[ After! After works.

And... yes, here they are. Alphinaud slips out a surprised noise as he stumbles in, only to trip and... never hit anything at all. He simply floats, aimlessly drifting ahead. ]

Wha—?! [ ... ] The door has disappeared?

[ktiseos]

This is-- there certainly should not be room for this.

[where are they, then?]

[sageguidance]

Erm... One would think, but I have a feeling that is not our greatest concern right now...

w1, monday

[ktiseos]

[here we are in the prism! at the (throws dart) petting zoo. emet-selch doesn't look super enthused to be here, but he's staying regardless, as a tiny neon sheep tugs at his robes.]

[sageguidance]

[ And here comes Alphinaud stumbling in. He looks around, a little surprised. ]

Is this—a farm?

[ktiseos]

A zoo, I understand it is called.

[he says, slightly disgruntled, as he nudges the sheep away from him.]

I cannot say I am terribly fond of it.

[sageguidance]

[ poor little neon sheep... its bitty 'baa' is very cute, though. ]

Are they supposed to be that color?

w1; thursday

[sageguidance]

[ There is a knock at Emet's door! Hewwo. ]

[ktiseos]

[he answers eventually! his arm's in a makeshift splint by now, and he's cleaned off the remaining sludge, no longer horrifically smelly... he does still look kind of sick, though.]

-Alphinaud?

[sageguidance]

[ a nod! ]

Pray forgive me should I be interrupting any much needed rest, but I had heard what occurred and wanted to see how you fared.

[ktiseos]

Well enough to manage. 'Tis only mild, save for the arm, and Estelle has seen to that.

w2, monday

[ktiseos]

[hello! in the simulation room today, there is... this. you're standing on an island, looking out over a lush landscape, with more islands visible in the distance; a large structure sits on one, waterfalls pouring off the edge of another. it's idyllic, here.

emet-selch is seated on the first island's edge, looking out over the rest. instead of his normal appearance, he has a pair of black raven wings, a silver crown's spires growing from his head, and wherever his skin's not covered by robes-- it's shadowy, but not dark, lit from the inside by a slow-moving pattern of tiny, multicolored lights. it's like somebody put a galaxy projector on him.

he glances up to alphinaud with four glowing, golden eyes.]

-ah. Investigating as well, I take it.

[sageguidance]

[ —That. That is a look. It takes Alphinaud by surprise, momentarily. ]

Is that you, Emet-Selch?

[ A rhetorical question, more than anything. He realizes quickly enough that it certainly is. ]

Ah... that is—indeed, I am. I've not seen a "simulation room" ere now, but this isn't what I had expected of it.

w6; wednesday

[sageguidance]

[ While Emet-Selch is around the garden, eventually, he is greeted (or interrupted?) by a silver colored carbuncle leaping through with a series of chirps. If he turns around, he'll find Alphinaud not too far behind, a cup of tea in hand. ]

Here to enjoy the view, Emet-Selch?

[ktiseos]

...something of the sort.

[it just feels a little more peaceful here, maybe. he's kneeling, at the moment, making the height difference not quite so stark.]

What did you need?

[sageguidance]

Me? I need for naught—oft do I come out here with some tea. The flowers bring some color to this dreary place, so I find it a nice spot for a moment's relaxation.

[ktiseos]

I suppose I do not find them disagreeable.

[which, for him, is high enough praise.]

w7, thursday

[ktiseos]

[hewwo... emet-selch is out here, simply vibing while he watches the portraits; he's seemingly content to just chill, this time, after the information they've managed to receive.

he still has a blanket around him though after it's snowed, he does not fuck with the cold.]

[sageguidance]

[ Cozy Emet... ]

Need you any tea, Emet-Selch?

[ktiseos]

I suppose it would not go amiss, at such an hour as this.

[boy has it been a day.]