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[It's a bright day in Haven, despite the snow on the ground. Snow? In Haven? ...yep. People seem to expect "the normal" seasons, so somehow they tend to happen even on a planet where they shouldn't be possible as such. The chaos energies of the Miasma, maybe?]

[A figure walks the streets, black cloak a stark contrast to the white snow. More shifting shadows than solid matter, the lone walker seems almost ponderously heavy despite the bone-thin frame - "skeletal" frame, even. The robed figure seems half-skeleton, half-something mechanical and old, rusty and corroded. For those who know the entity, yes, it is Death - Haven's first Guardian - walking the streets of the city. Does he search for someone? Is he just making the rounds as he is wont to do semi-frequently? Maybe he's just enjoying the snow.]

[He pauses as something seems to catch his attention, the blackness in the skull's sockets seeming to deepen further as a focus. The entity stoops, blade-claws on the ends of bone-and-metal fingers delicately picking a pair of sunglasses out of a snow drift. The glasses are turned over, studied . . . and finally donned. Because why not?]

[Straightening and seeming quietly satisfied, Death continues on his way.]

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[Another random camera - or maybe the same one from before, it's hard to tell - catches Death walking about along some street. There is a constant pattering sound quite separate from the clattering steps of his bony feet. And . . . is that a trail of brightly colorful stones? If one didn't know better, one would think they look like Skittles. Either he's walking along them a single-line path of them or . . . no . . . no, they must be coming FROM him - they're only behind, none ahead.]

[Death finally pauses, skull tilting downward toward the street as he seems to look around...and spot the trail he's leaving. He doesn't exactly sigh - he hasn't any lungs - but there's clearly a long-suffering impression before he turns to continue wordlessly on his way.]

[Looks like someone's been turned into a pooping-candy dispenser.]

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[A random camera - probably from someone's abandoned comm drone - flickers on at registering movement somewhere close in front of it. There's a wide, if empty, street visible. And a rainbow ending in a deep, golden kettle of . . . what appear to be tiny stones in a multitude of colors. But what caught the drone's attention?]

[Possibly the thick, black mist that's flowing across the ground. The mist pauses, gathering on itself as it comes close to the pot. Then it condenses further, rising up vertically as it solidifies into a familiar, if for many very
unwelcome sight - a very tall, impossibly thin figure wrapped in a flowing black robe, face hidden in the depths of the hood.]

The figure crouches down on its heels and extends a long arm, a skeletal hand of long fingers coming into view as it reaches into the pot. Gingerly, it pinches one of the "stones" between the boney tips of thumb and forefinger, lifting the pebble up for better viewing. The figure turns the pebble this way and that, and then . . . the fingers reach shallowly into the hood, coming away empty. Did he/she/it just...EAT that thing? It would seem so, the head tilting slightly as the figure seems to decide what it things of the pebble.]

[Apparently, it likes it, as next comes out what must be a pouch of some kind, formed of smokey blackness. A boney hand scoops a generous helping of pebbles into the pouch. Then it stands, and casually starts to walk off, popping another pebble into its unseen mouth.]




((ooc: Quick reminder of
the event going on right now. Feel free to comment here or start your own posts/logs/whatever. =3))

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