[As in Valor's original memory, the group moves at a fairly quick pace. The path leads away from the docks and up a slight hill to reveal a large grove of cherry blossom trees in magnificent bloom, each twisted tree exuberantly, perhaps even unsettlingly, full of vitality–especially when compared to the bleak surroundings.
Beneath the cherry blossoms, the flower viewing party is already in full swing. Despite the lively chatter and the relatively relaxed outdoor setting, all the attendees are clearly dressed in their finest clothes, with plenty of rich fabrics and jewelry on display. Also notable is that, while there's a wide variety of styles, the crowd is almost uniformly dressed in black, with funereal touches to their clothes--skull-shaped brooches, bloody splatters of red dye, and so on.
At the edge of the cherry blossom grove, a servant in some kind of uniform stands ready to announce their arrival. The servant blows a long, mournful note on a horn and loudly proclaims their names.
The tall man in red and black who led the group is called the Walker in Darkness. A loud murmur goes through the crowd at his name. Judging by the reaction, his name is well-known to them.
The tall, white-haired woman in armor is called the Sorrowful Blade of the Softly Falling Rain.
The slender man in black and gray robes, who you instinctively know is the owner of this memory, is called the Crow that Heralds the Red Rain.
Finally, the irritable-looking woman with ash-gray hair is called the Testament to the Final Sunset.
At a gesture from the Walker in Darkness, the four of them disperse, drifting in different directions to join the party.]
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Event #2: Memory Portal: Ghost Sakura Viewing Party | Flynn
Date: 2023-07-23 12:13 am (UTC)Hey, I didn't fucking bring up shit. If I wanted to tell you we were fucking, I'd have said he kept me around because the sex is great.
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From:Event #2: Memory Portal: Ghost Sakura Viewing Party | Yuri
Date: 2023-07-23 12:16 am (UTC)[As in Valor's original memory, the group moves at a fairly quick pace. The path leads away from the docks and up a slight hill to reveal a large grove of cherry blossom trees in magnificent bloom, each twisted tree exuberantly, perhaps even unsettlingly, full of vitality–especially when compared to the bleak surroundings.
Beneath the cherry blossoms, the flower viewing party is already in full swing. Despite the lively chatter and the relatively relaxed outdoor setting, all the attendees are clearly dressed in their finest clothes, with plenty of rich fabrics and jewelry on display. Also notable is that, while there's a wide variety of styles, the crowd is almost uniformly dressed in black, with funereal touches to their clothes--skull-shaped brooches, bloody splatters of red dye, and so on.
At the edge of the cherry blossom grove, a servant in some kind of uniform stands ready to announce their arrival. The servant blows a long, mournful note on a horn and loudly proclaims their names.
The tall man in red and black who led the group is called the Walker in Darkness. A loud murmur goes through the crowd at his name. Judging by the reaction, his name is well-known to them.
The tall, white-haired woman in armor is called the Sorrowful Blade of the Softly Falling Rain.
The slender man in black and gray robes, who you instinctively know is the owner of this memory, is called the Crow that Heralds the Red Rain.
Finally, the irritable-looking woman with ash-gray hair is called the Testament to the Final Sunset.
At a gesture from the Walker in Darkness, the four of them disperse, drifting in different directions to join the party.]
Even #2: Rising Hearts: With One Another | Nikki
Date: 2023-07-23 12:18 am (UTC)[If he thinks Crow's going to spill all his secrets in a dinky little scenario like this, Nikki's going to have to think again.]
Sure, as long as it's sharp enough. Got anything in mind?