[WELL. This certainly was a lot less fun to wake up to!! First he loses his Vision, now he's losing his fighting skills... terrible. GOD.
At least one of the things he hasn't lost is the ability to cook, though. He's mostly stuck to the vending machine here, save for a few instances, mostly because the gnarly produce in the fridge is still Disturbing... but anyway. Here he is, heading into the kitchen. Is Omi already here?]
[OMI OFF THE STRING!!! At least Childe just waves it off.]
At least no one here is likely to mind too much. [There's people banging in like every room around here, the most Omi ought to be getting is a little friendly ribbing. Then again, this game is full of awful people, so who knows.] Are you in the mood for anything specific? I'm no chef, but it should taste alright.
Alright. I don't think they have any Jueyun chilis here, but I'll see what I can do.
[And he'll get to work! He's just gonna make something quick and easy, like a spicy chicken stir fry or something. It's decently good! As he'd said, he's no gourmet chef--but he's clearly used to feeding either himself or other people. Enjoy, Omi!]
[TIME FOR SOME POST-BANG NAPPING wow I can't believe Childe's body count is up to (redacted). Incredible. Let's say this is in Childe's room, because he's now roommateless... and honestly, he's such a light sleeper that it's more like resting with his eyes closed, but. Y'know.
Also, since this is in Childe's room, there's a chair tucked into the corner of the loft with the legs broken off of it? Said legs are stored under the bed on each side, much like someone modern might do with a baseball bat. It's probably fine.
The important thing is, here they are, relaxing because who's gonna let a little invasive memory sharing ruin their day?? NOT THESE DUDES. But at some point, probably once they're both awake and just chillin, Omi gets to enjoy a memory.
Please forgive me for the quality bc I had to record someone else's recording since I don't play on PC. Weeps.]
[It's probably fine? Sometimes you just need baseball bats for reasons. Omi does not point it out, because he's a good and polite man who doesn't like causing conflict.
Childe gets to see a memory of Omi's.
There's a very young version of him, maybe he's 10 or 11, and he's walking back home. There are grocery bags in his hands and it's well into the night.
By the time he makes it back home, his father and his two younger brothers are still awake, like they've been waiting for him. Omi barely even makes it through the door before they all start apologizing for making him do all the chores.
That younger Omi just looks bewildered before his expression breaks into a sweet smile.]
[He can ask if he wants, it's fine. But, oh, a soft memory... there's a soft smile on Childe's face as well, though he blinks at the question, shaken out of Omi's memory.]
Ah-- yes. It's not my particular field of interest, but Snezhnaya is known for its advances in technology. We conduct research in every nation.
That sounds like Anthon. [He grins, but in that mischievous older sibling way.] I had to convince him that people in the country I was stationed in didn't eat stones.
[Listen, how is he not supposed to make fun of that.]
Well, in my world, each nation has a deity that represents a sort of elemental energy. Liyue is the nation of the Geo Archon, so he was convinced the people there were all strange stone creatures.
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week 1, monday
At least one of the things he hasn't lost is the ability to cook, though. He's mostly stuck to the vending machine here, save for a few instances, mostly because the gnarly produce in the fridge is still Disturbing... but anyway. Here he is, heading into the kitchen. Is Omi already here?]
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This fucking sucks...
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Something wrong?
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Rude?
[wh]
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[He's... scowling. At the very least he's annoyed.]
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Not a fan of vulgarity? [He gets it tbh. He doesn't really swear either.]
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[He has little brothers and he tries to be a role model for his younger friends.]
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[Polite as in his speech... he is not always a polite person. But it's fine. He has lots of siblings too, he gets it.]
I'm not sure there's anything to be done for that, but I can cook you something, if you'd like.
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[Omi off the string.]
I'd appreciate it.
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At least no one here is likely to mind too much. [There's people banging in like every room around here, the most Omi ought to be getting is a little friendly ribbing. Then again, this game is full of awful people, so who knows.] Are you in the mood for anything specific? I'm no chef, but it should taste alright.
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Maybe somethin' spicy? There's not a lot I hate.
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Alright. I don't think they have any Jueyun chilis here, but I'll see what I can do.
[And he'll get to work! He's just gonna make something quick and easy, like a spicy chicken stir fry or something. It's decently good! As he'd said, he's no gourmet chef--but he's clearly used to feeding either himself or other people. Enjoy, Omi!]
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Oh? That something from home?
[You know what, this isn't bad! He's sure he could do better, if he could cook.]
Thanks, man.
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[He smiles, waving a hand.]
Of course. I have a feeling this will be a very long week for all of us.
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[Terrible.]
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My ability to fight properly, and my alcohol tolerance, apparently.
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w2, tuesday
Also, since this is in Childe's room, there's a chair tucked into the corner of the loft with the legs broken off of it? Said legs are stored under the bed on each side, much like someone modern might do with a baseball bat. It's probably fine.
The important thing is, here they are, relaxing because who's gonna let a little invasive memory sharing ruin their day?? NOT THESE DUDES. But at some point, probably once they're both awake and just chillin, Omi gets to enjoy a memory.
Please forgive me for the quality bc I had to record someone else's recording since I don't play on PC. Weeps.]
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Childe gets to see a memory of Omi's.
There's a very young version of him, maybe he's 10 or 11, and he's walking back home. There are grocery bags in his hands and it's well into the night.
By the time he makes it back home, his father and his two younger brothers are still awake, like they've been waiting for him. Omi barely even makes it through the door before they all start apologizing for making him do all the chores.
That younger Omi just looks bewildered before his expression breaks into a sweet smile.]
Research facility...?
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Ah-- yes. It's not my particular field of interest, but Snezhnaya is known for its advances in technology. We conduct research in every nation.
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You're the reliable big brother type, hm?
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They're 19 and 17. They're almost all grown up.
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Oh, they are. Do they want to be actors too?
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The youngest is a boxer, and the next oldest is into rugby. Ah... both of those are sports.
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[Listen, how is he not supposed to make fun of that.]
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