thisavrou_log | The Hannya Mask

Who: Event Post | Open
When: Dec. 5th - 15th
Where: Around Avagi
What: A demon is haunting the station, spurred on by emotional responses. More information can be found here.
Warnings: Violence, possible death, body horror, etc.

THE HAUNTING

The onryō starts making her first patrols in the early morning when most people are comfortably asleep and not wanting to wake up. The sense of unease she creates is palpable, and initially she just looks at who is around. She chooses in the dark who she should be angry with, who is a foolish idiot for making her mistakes and who is an ignorant soul who ignored the anguish of someone else's attention. Everyone else is unimportant.

Occasionally, rarely though, she'll stop and look at something. Usually carved or drawn or molded, something someone used their hands to create. The very faintest of scraps of who she used to be, though that's barely significant. There's not enough left of that self to deter her from stopping more of the foolishness that damned her.

The Noh mask appears the same day, the same time as her first investigations get underway, and there it remains, conveniently close to where the Ingress once was.

The mask will always return to this original state the moment it's not being observed. It'll be returned to its resting place. If it's been destroyed or altered or damaged in any way, it'll be back to the state that it was when previously examined (even permanent marker would disappear).

It's made of cypress wood and is covered in layers of chalk paint and a glue-like sealant. On the back is a raised signature, indicating that it was handmade by an artisan. On closer examination (like swabbing or enhanced senses or super scanner) there's a bit of smoke damage, but otherwise it's not been worn many times. The straps attached are hardly frayed at all. However it's aged, it's not from scuffing or rough handling.

There might not be much time to notice or to bother with it, though. Not when people are being hunted in the shadows, when quick hands reach out from cabinets or a hunched form hangs upside down from underneath a table, waiting for someone to sit down too close to her.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Kelly Ann's brow wrinkles and she frowns slightly. ] Why couldn't I do your hair? I don't have lice or anything, we can share bandanas.

[ She sobers a little at Rogue's descriptions of her hypothetical powers. ]

I dunno. People would want me to like, perform and shit if I could do that. Maybe I could like, give somebody else the ability to play anything.

'cause if you touch my scalp I could hurt you.

[They'd never had the powers discussion. It was something she'd been hoping to avoid, but tackling it high was probably the best option. It made it seem less... scary.]

That could work! Or- what do riggers do exactly? do you do electrical stuff or light stuff?

[ Kelly Ann frowns in confusion. ] What do you mean, "hurt me"? Like, some kind of reflex? People touch your hair and you freak out?

Yeah. You ever go to a show and see all those giant amps and like, jumbotrons and teleprompters and lights and shit? I'm on the team that like, sets all the cables up for it all to make sure they're all getting the power they need without blowing shit up.

No- if you touched my scalp, that's my skin, yeah? That's part of my power- there ain't a good way to put it- but I kinda drain people.

[Kinda. Like she didn't actively get the memories of those she touched, picked up pieces of their personality, their mutations.]

Maybe you'd control electricity or something? I donno- wish I could tell ya for sure, you know?

[ Kelly Ann's a little too high for this. Or maybe it's better that she's high because this is some heavy shit. ]

Drain them? Like... of what? Is that why you wear gloves all the time? [ She looks at her hands, which are very interesting. ] I wonder if I could braid your hair while wearing gloves.

[ She shrugs. ] Maybe I'd have something really weird like the ability to mimic any smell.

Uh... [Rogue pulls at her sleeves.] Life-force? I get memories and bits of personality- the powers of other mutants- it's the worst. [it's so much better that she's high for this. It allows for much more ease.] That's exactly why. Gloves are impossible- have you ever tried using a cellphone with on?

You could- if you wanted t'try. I got a few spare pairs somewhere.

Maybe! That'd be amazing. You could make it smell like fresh cookies anytime you wanted.

[ Kelly Ann blinks as this explanation sinks in to her sluggish brain. The full weight of it is a little more than she can handle right now. ]

Whoa. That's... shit. Yeah, I'll try with your gloves, we should be about the same size. There's latex gloves in the Med Bay but that would be nasty on your hair. There's also like, I know there's a way to make gloves that you can use on a touch screen. I think you need to put like, some kind of conducive metal in them? Like not a lot, but some little bits of silver thread or something in the fingertips. Dunno where we could find that but maybe on the next planet or something.

[ She giggles at the continuing speculation about her smell powers. ]

Or like, seriously cruel. When was the last time you saw cookies around here?

[Rogue exhales a breath she didn't know she was holding. Awesome. Kelly Ann was okay with the shitty part of her powers. Sweet.]

Oh- for sure. Those gloves are the worst- I use 'em for cooking. [She wrinkles her nose. She could just take off her gloves, but she was used to shared kitchen spaces.] Awesome, thanks. [There's a reason she wasn't on the network very often.] I'll see if I can figure something out. Back home, we were able to fix the technology to be responsive.]

Oh noooo, [Rogue moans, tilting her head back.] I want cookies so bad now! I need to do more grocery shopping on the next planet.

This is the problem of pot in space. [ Kelly Ann says it with a gravity far outweighing their situation. ] Protein cubes really don't do it for the munchies. Peter had some blue chocolate stuff from Kaittos but I'm pretty sure he gave that all away within like, six hours of the portals closing.

[ She takes another hit from the pipe and then chokes out. ]

Dude really needs to learn how to budget, you know?

Oh yum, [Rogue is practically salivating over the idea of chocolate right now. So she holds her hand out for joint because that will fix everything, right?]

You're telling me! I coulda made some real good cookies with that blue chocolate. [She snaps her fingers as best she can with her gloves on and giggles out an exhale.]

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