npc || amun [ @ hierarchy ]

[nightnpcs]

( ping ping ping. or, y'know, whatever your phone chime is. the face of a man who looks like he's never smiled once in his entire life appears on your screen. you may have seen him before, while you were busy surviving a storm or battling reapers. no matter. you might as well bask in his impromptu company now, because his appearances are few, and his indulgences even fewer. )

Allow me to make this clear. For those of you who wonder still: I am the Hierarchy. You do not come to us; we summon, invite, and hire. Order is of the utmost importance if you wish to survive, and time is of the essence. Do not waste mine.

( behind him, movement. if you squint, you may notice strands of greying hair near the door, though the person it belongs to remains off-screen. )

Your personal troubles are your own. If you expected us to hold your hand, do think again; there are far greater affairs to attend to, so do yourselves a favor, and look for soulmates. We've prepared an application for you, easily accessible from your device's home page. Should you need additional information, perhaps it's time for you to practice self-reliance.

I will not be answering questions.

( and the feed cuts, abruptly, without greetings or a name. )

ooc note

► Amun will not be responding, though you're absolutely welcome to react, comment and discuss amongst yourselves on this post! Other NPCs might show up!
► This is, more or less, Tinder for Soulmates o/ You'll find the permanent post (aka phone application) right HERE! If you're interested, simply fill out the form and comment on the post, and bam. Browse, swipe left or swipe right, and have fun! This is not mandatory.
► Forms and replies should be posted ICly (yes, even if it's located in the OOC comm -- you may choose one (1) thread for october's AC) .
► Another character may post in your character's stead. Additionally, feel free to have their Shadow influence their blurb!
► The application offers all the information your character needs to know! To recap: All that's required for another Restless to become your Soulmate is for them to enter your home, touch your Tethers upon invitation, and from then on, a piece of their soul will merge with yours, fortifying your Self. As a literal extension of your being, they'll easily gain access to your thoughts if you let them (or if you're careless), they'll experience your pains, fears, and joys on weaker levels, and their voice, touch and overall vicinity can become great soothing weapons against your Shadow. However. If two characters already share a powerful bond and one incidentally touches the other's Tethers, it's an accidental done deal. You may thank Naruto's player for this.
► You may have multiple Soulmates!
► If you have questions regarding the app, redirect them here!

Comments

[deushexmachina]

[His voice warms, the smile evident,] You're right. All the more reason to — well, hi. I'm Jayce. From, uh, House Talis.

[seaboard]

[ Oh, he is polite as well as planning ahead. ]

Well met, Jayce of House Talis. I am Queen Gilia, Second-Child of the Sea-Father, of the Isle St. Loe, She Who Sings the Ocean to Prosperity and the Endless Wail.

It is a pleasure to meet someone who is of a like mind.

[ Unlike the apparent ruler of this place. ]

[deushexmachina]

[The impact of her words staggers him; he's never met a queen before, only read of them in books about the lands beyond Piltover.]

Wow, [he says, genuinely a little breathless,] that is a stunning title. [His mind alights with curiosity, he struggles to keep his tongue behaved. And luckily his new instinct for politics takes the reins.] The pleasure is mutual, Queen Gilia, I'm honored by your company. I'm feeling that we're already better off with you on our side — although, condolences, of course, for being put in this situation at all.

[seaboard]

[That is very sweet. At least he can't see the smile she gets with his fluster, though she does sound a little bemused, a husky soft little mirth.]

And you. It is a hard thing, for any of us, to be taken from our homes, our families, and be given into little care such as this.

I have some skills, at least, which may help. We seem not be given much by way of home and hearth to sustain ourselves.

[deushexmachina]

I think we're all feeling that struggle, departed as we from our natural lands. [He lingers on that thought only a moment more, the difficulty of their situation all too ready to swallow him. Best to focus on looking forward.]

What sort of skills, if I can inquire? I'm more of an, ah, analytical and engineering expert. Still feeling out how useful that could be in this place.

[seaboard]

[ Something she can latch onto in turn, what they can do, instead of struggling to keep her head above water. Even if she dearly wishes she could simply cease having to fight so hard. ]

Let me see... I can sew, cook, spin, weave, tend animals, butcher them too and preserve them, tend a field if I truly must, though I am not gifted at tilling the land properly, I can do it well enough if needs must. I know my numbers and letters, can keep accounts of all households and people that are to be fed, and so on. The usual running of a land, I suppose.

[ What all royals do, obviously. ]

[deushexmachina]

You're far more of a survivalist than I am. [Perhaps a low bar to leap over, but he still means it as a compliment. His rather cloistered, academic life offered little in the way of practical skills.] I guarantee there'd be people who could benefit from your guidance. Would that be amiable to you? Teaching people these things?

[There's an itch of a question regarding how her highness came to know such practical things, but he tucks it away — for now. There's some sense of propriety still living in his mind.]

[seaboard]

Survivalist? [ Blink, blink. ]

Of course, I am glad to help any who come to me. I would be glad to share my knowledge. My only concern is that I do not know what this land needs, particularly. Each plot of soil, each fibre, every animal, grows to suit what it knows best. I worry some of my skills may not... hold the same.

[deushexmachina]

A compliment, I assure you. It's brutally come to my attention I should've dedicated more time on such skills. [Hindsight. Jayce thinks a moment, scratching at his chin unseen.] You bring up a good point — a direct translation might not be accessible. But your methodology, if we can replicate that and adapt it to new variables, then perhaps... [his thought trails off; he realizes he has little framework to reference.]

You're giving me hope, at least.

[seaboard]

Well, I suppose I have survived much in my life.

[ Yes that is what he meant, mmhm. ]

As you give to me. A burden shared is a burden halve, yes? It is good to have someone who seeks to find a way forward, as well.

[deushexmachina]

A queen isn't without her harrowing moments, I imagine. [He senses the room to overstep, but cedes to the tacit habit Viktor and Mel had struggled to instill within him — with momentary success.]

That's a good way to put it, [his smile softens his words,] sometimes I'll get a lucky break. Meeting you qualifies, my queen [—my queen? Jayce winces, it sounded better in his head—] — ah, Queen Gilia.

[seaboard]

[ Be still her heart, what a gentleman. Impossibly sweet, goodness. ]

As I am graced by you, Jayce of House Talis.

[deushexmachina]

[Most of his communication via this device has been tonally fascinated; it was remarkable technology, after all. Only now is he relieved for how it obscures his face — her words bring a warm heat to his cheeks, he's momentarily speechless.]

Thanks, [is all he can think to say in the moment.] I hope it might be possible to meet with you—in person—sooner rather than later.

[seaboard]

I will look forward to it. If you are near the dockyards, please call on me, I am happy to have company any time of day.

[deushexmachina]

I will, Queen Gilia. Thank you for — well, restoring some deeply needed hope to me.

[seaboard]

It is I who ought to thank you, truly. But then we might be about this all day.

When I find some good ale I shall put it away for us both instead to share when we meet.

[deushexmachina]

I would like that greatly.