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jigokulogs2022-03-13 03:50 pm
pathofsacrifice) wrote in jigokulogs2022-03-13 03:50 pm
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Who ⬤ Artemy Burakh and you!
What ⬤ All around the place.
When ⬤ Throughout the month.
Where ⬤ Lots of places.
Content Warnings ⬤ Drug use. Will add as needed.
i. dumpster diving;
[ Despite not having to struggle so much for coin and food, Artemy still can be found buried halfway in garbage cans throughout the city. He digs around to see if there is anything particularly useful in the trash or even if there's half-eaten or thrown away scraps to eat.
Pulling himself free, he does not seem at all embarrassed or troubled to have been caught. Instead, he hesitantly holds out what he's found. The hesitation is that he isn't sure he wants to give it up, but he also finds no worth in being too greedy. ]
Would you like some?
ii. high definition;
[ He has tested out his own medication on himself so it doesn't seem strange to him that others request help in the same manner.
If it will benefit the population in some way, he is willing. Of course, he wonders how effective the drugs can be to someone who is relatively healthy. Relatively being the key term.
He is still recovering from twelve-days of exhaustion, starvation, dehydration, and a wide variety of issues. So, actually, maybe these drugs are good to try on him.
'Course he ends up feeling more like he has downed multiple bottles of twyrine. His senses both feel deadened and awakened; he feels like he can actually hear the city around him. It leaves him speechless that to come with the awareness that the city is just as alive as his town once was. ]
It's calling.
[ It's what he says as he staggers around the streets. ]
The city is calling.
iii. kappa kappa;
All right!
[ It is what is heard before his hand snaps out to grab the back of the shirt of someone sneaking around the tunnels. ]
What are you doing here?
[ Artemy draws himself up to his full height; his arms cross as he stares at the person with a look of absolute disappointment. Didn't the Sutoku Alliance say that this area is closed off? ]
A group asks to be left alone and you have to come bother them? Where are your senses?
iv. wildcard;
[ Throw whatever. I don't mind. If you want to check with anything, you can PM me. No worries. ]
What ⬤ All around the place.
When ⬤ Throughout the month.
Where ⬤ Lots of places.
Content Warnings ⬤ Drug use. Will add as needed.
i. dumpster diving;
[ Despite not having to struggle so much for coin and food, Artemy still can be found buried halfway in garbage cans throughout the city. He digs around to see if there is anything particularly useful in the trash or even if there's half-eaten or thrown away scraps to eat.
Pulling himself free, he does not seem at all embarrassed or troubled to have been caught. Instead, he hesitantly holds out what he's found. The hesitation is that he isn't sure he wants to give it up, but he also finds no worth in being too greedy. ]
Would you like some?
ii. high definition;
[ He has tested out his own medication on himself so it doesn't seem strange to him that others request help in the same manner.
If it will benefit the population in some way, he is willing. Of course, he wonders how effective the drugs can be to someone who is relatively healthy. Relatively being the key term.
He is still recovering from twelve-days of exhaustion, starvation, dehydration, and a wide variety of issues. So, actually, maybe these drugs are good to try on him.
'Course he ends up feeling more like he has downed multiple bottles of twyrine. His senses both feel deadened and awakened; he feels like he can actually hear the city around him. It leaves him speechless that to come with the awareness that the city is just as alive as his town once was. ]
It's calling.
[ It's what he says as he staggers around the streets. ]
The city is calling.
iii. kappa kappa;
All right!
[ It is what is heard before his hand snaps out to grab the back of the shirt of someone sneaking around the tunnels. ]
What are you doing here?
[ Artemy draws himself up to his full height; his arms cross as he stares at the person with a look of absolute disappointment. Didn't the Sutoku Alliance say that this area is closed off? ]
A group asks to be left alone and you have to come bother them? Where are your senses?
iv. wildcard;
[ Throw whatever. I don't mind. If you want to check with anything, you can PM me. No worries. ]
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I suppose. [ Artemy has to agree that he should sit down. He plops down where he was standing; his legs out in front of him. A long, pained sigh slips out before he digs through his bag. ]
I thought I could find some medicine or -- [ Mumbling, he thinks of treating his ailment due to drugs with more drugs. It wouldn't be the first time he chugged down a few tonics in order to settle what he had done seconds earlier. ]
no subject
Your head is noisy. I agree with that. [ Whether he actually managed to glean something of any insight or he's just complaining as a more general thing is unclear.
Kimmuriel leans against a nearby wall rather than sit. It's easier to act if he's not sitting, and he knows better than to relax in a place like this. ]
I think the best treatment would be simply to wait until it subsides, [ Kimmuriel replies, with the exasperated tone of someone who has definitely had to supervise people like this before. ] Do you really wish to wager your health further?
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[ Again, he jokes about his current state. But he does look around toward the city; he can hear its voice. It doesn't use words but feelings and he smiles -- an exhausted smile that drags his whole face down. ]
My health is nothing compared to others. [ Artemy does cross the short distance so that he stands in front of Kimmuriel. ] Though, I do know there is only so much I can do if my situation worsens too much.
[ A slight pause. ] Do you think that it will forgive me? Forgive me for not going where it wants me to go? [ Forgetting what he said before, he doubles back to wondering about the city. ]