Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2022-02-12 08:51 am

Kino's Heart Game - Session 5


Somehow,
You feel like you’re about to start
On a journey...
♪💿♪
identitypolitics: (05; as I crossed a field)

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-02 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
Man, they pay you for that, out here?

[ light in cadence, a little like she's making a joke. ]
quickpersuader: (Going through the)

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a dark smile.]

In a way. We can talk about it some more in the guest house.

[They're currently approaching the country's gates.]
identitypolitics: (25; and a heart)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-04 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
Sure thing.

[ and she follows, letting them take the lead to the stated destination. ]

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-04 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
There was a gate.

The country was surrounded by high walls made out of gigantic rocks put together. There was only a single enormous door made of steel. It was tightly shut.

There was an expanse of forest just outside the country. It was a forest dense with tall and slender conifers.

It was covered with snow as deep as a child is tall. The ground was completely invisible. Amidst the damp atmosphere, the low clouds created a sky of a greyish shade.

A corridor began beside the closed gate. Its tall, gabled roof continued straight into the forest. It was laid out with stone paving, and on both sides were sturdy fences to keep out the snow. The weir-like corridor was sandwiched between the piles of snow fended off by the roof.

There was a small door for people to pass through beside the massive gate. Stones were affixed on the door, making it indistinguishable. Soon this door opened inwards with a gentle creaking sound.

The person in black came out from the door holding a bag. On their right thigh was a holster that was not there before. Inside it was a high caliber revolver.

Two guards followed them from behind. The guards were holding long spears in their hands, and they were wearing military uniforms adorned with ceremonial ornaments.

The guards stood on both sides of the door. The gazes underneath their decorated helmets were sharp. As the person in black looked back, the guards tapped the stone floor by their feet with their spears, creating a solid sound.

“[Heretic, murderer of our brethren, leave this country at once!]” One of the guards spoke in a stern and loud voice.

The person in black placed the bag containing the persuader by the guard’s feet. They spoke with no visible change in their expression.

“[I understand. I will leave this country right away.]”

Then they straightened up and turned away from the guards. They took a step towards the corridor inside the forest. The thin layer of snow crunched beneath their footsteps.

The guards remained standing on attention, but their stiff expressions crumbled down. One of them called out to the person in black with a tone of familiarity.

“We will send them later, as always.”

The person did not look back, and answered.

“I understand. Please leave it at the usual place.”

“Roger, Kino. Thank you very much.”

The guard positioned his spear in front of his body.


The scene seemed to fast forward a bit before there was the sound of a film roll coming to an end. And so, your character finds themself walking into the building at the end of the corridor, a sturdy thing built of stone and lumber with a big living room and two fireplaces and wood stoves on either end.

It seems your character is no longer an audience member, but a part of the story itself. They may act as they wish.
identitypolitics: (266)

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-04 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
...oh. So that's how it is.
quickpersuader: (so the...)

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-05 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
That's how it is.

[Wearily, they head for the stove - picking a frying pan off its hanging place on the wall.]

We'll need to figure out who "works" tomorrow, too.
identitypolitics: (05; as I crossed a field)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-05 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
How many people are out here for this kind of work?
quickpersuader: (into a night when)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-05 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Just the two of us. Hermes is here, but he can't exactly "work."
identitypolitics: (37; than any place else.)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-05 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
Makes sense, I guess. In that case—what's getting decided?
quickpersuader: (the wind)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-05 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
Who will be the "heretic" who kills any citizens who are too sick to recover.
identitypolitics: (22; for itself alone)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-05 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
And you're an outsider, so it's convenient...

...have there been a lot of them?
quickpersuader: (so the...)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-05 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Three today.
identitypolitics: (266)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-06 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
The kind of place where the winters are hard, then.
quickpersuader: (where are)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-06 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Definitely. They don't believe in treating people, either.
identitypolitics: (05; as I crossed a field)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-06 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, it's that kind of backwater. Superstition?
Edited 2022-03-06 03:23 (UTC)
quickpersuader: (turns into a cloud)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-06 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Religion.
identitypolitics: (18; I might learn what it is)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-06 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Same difference, I guess, on the outside. What would they even do if you weren't here?
quickpersuader: (so the...)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-06 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
Leave them to die of natural causes, I guess.

I showed you what to do today, but from now on it will need to be one person at a time. Do you want to take it tomorrow, or should I?
identitypolitics: (05; as I crossed a field)

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-06 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
...it's easy enough. I can take tomorrow.

Is it reasonable to use tools other than firearms?
quickpersuader: (into a night when)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-07 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
As long as it's quick and relatively painless.
identitypolitics: (17; I used to wish)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-07 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
That's fine. Easily doable. It just seemed like it'd be nicer to make it a little cleaner.
quickpersuader: (so the...)

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[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-07 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
All you have to do is ask for a weapon of your choice and they'll provide it.
identitypolitics: (05; as I crossed a field)

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[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-08 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
All right. That works; I'll decide what I think works best.

...I guess if everyone could face the ugly things, we'd both be out of work.
quickpersuader: (so the Beautiful World...)

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] quickpersuader 2022-03-08 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
At the very least, they wouldn't have a reason to let us stay until the end of winter.
identitypolitics: (223)

Re: “A Winter Tale” ─D─

[personal profile] identitypolitics 2022-03-08 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Well—I'll be ready for it, then. In the meantime, want help with dinner?