Forever feels like home

Hello new arrivals!

[Yuca waves cheerily.]

My name is Yuca Collabel- I'm a priest at the local church. And I was thinking that- since there are so many new people, I'd extend my invitations to all of you (and you older folks too!) to come to an end of the year celebration.

[He clears his throat, glancing down at his folded hands in his lap, before looking back up at the screen.]

Since I know many of you are of many different faiths, I thought it would be best to give an interfaith sermon of sorts on the twenty-third- after which, we could all break for a big potluck party. Now that the church has been rebuilt, I think it's sturdy enough to handle however many of us would like to come.

So, what do you say? You don't have to bring food to come, and it'll be a great opportunity to network and get to know one another- new and old.

[He nods, smiles, and shuts off the feed.]

[Private to Lucifer || Unhackable]

Do you have the blood and eye yet?

[The feed clicks on and Yuca is... looking quite a bit different.

For one, he's wearing a captain's white haori. For two, he's wearing black shinigami robes, done up a little sloppily. For three, his hair is styled in an odd way, parted down the middle and gelled back into two strange horn-looking things.

And for four, he's currently sporting a face full of black and white paint.

Yes everyone, someone has dressed as our favorite mad scientist for Halloween. Mayuri, aren't you proud.]

Happy Hallow's eve!

I just wanted to announce that I'll be at the church, and- well, I don't have candy to give out, but I've been sewing things for the past few months- if anyone would like to come trick or treating at Cross Church, I'll be passing out dolls and hats and scarves.

[He smiles brightly.]

Just be sure to come around the front, alright? The graveyard in the back is still under the influence of the event.

[He smiles again- almost disconcerting, given the face paint- and switches the feed off.]


[[ooc: d-d'awww Yuca, giving the widdle kidlets a piece of halloween. If anyone would like to drop by, just post an offline! Yuca has no plans of being mean or evil this time guys, he just wants to share some loving spirit. Or something.]]

[Yuca is sitting outside- it looks like he's dragged a kitchen chair out onto the front lawn of the church, and he's absently kicking his feet as he dips a sewing needle into the sleeve of a scrap of fabric on his lap, pulling it back out and tugging the thread taut, before going back in again. The motions go on for almost a full minute- in and out, stitching together whatever he was making.

Finally, he speaks.]

'Red skies at night, sailor's delight. Red skies at morning, sailors take warning.'

[Another few stitches, and he looks up toward the red moon eye with a little sigh, before turning back to his sewing.]

It's two forty am. I don't know if that counts for night or morning, but... judging by recent events, I think it's safe to say that it's morning, don't you?

[He seems a little absent. Yuca hasn't slept in days.]

Oh well. I hope everyone is alright- yes. [A pause. He looks up at the PCD with a little smile.]

We've had a few new arrivals. If anyone has any questions, I can be found at the church. I'd be more than willing to offer a little food and shelter, if it's needed.

Thank you.

[One more stitch, before he turns the PCD off.]

[Private || Unhackable to Sharem]

Stay inside.

[Private || Unhackable to Kurotsuchi]

[He could say any number of things- especially considering all of their research into the animus. He could ask about Madara, see if the shinigami has studied him. He could ask him to help study the situation.

Instead, he bites his lip and rubs awkwardly at the back of his neck.]

.....I'm sorry I called you cute.

Did anyone else hear the explosion last night?

I hope everyone is okay.

[Private | Unackable to Sharem Cordelan]

I... I need to tell you something.

[Private | Unhackable to Alphonse Elric]

I didn't really thank you for- the event. What happened. So- thanks. I'm sorry if I hurt you.

[It's night. The stars and moon cast a dim light on an otherwise darkened room. The kitchen table. Yuca, sitting in a chair, his head resting in his folded arms.

Asleep.

And poor dear, he needed it. He hasn't slept since Rhode left, since her guarantee to stop his dreams fell through. And it seems- pleasant. But things are rarely what they appear to be.

After a moment, he twitches. Another moment, and he stirs, violently. This continues for a few long minutes, unsettling, eyes darting every which way behind their lids. And then, finally, his eyes snap open with a shocking suddenness, the red somehow bright and fearful in the dark room. But you only get a split second to admire that, because his hands find the edge of the table and he shoves, hard, sending his chair toppling one way, and the PCD and table going the other way, so it's just... filming the opposite wall.

A pot clatters to the ground. Silence.

A scream.

A garbled name. Another one. His voice sounds utterly terrified, but it's impossible to see him with the angling of the camera.]

I can't-

[A strangled sob.]

....I can't-

[His voice tapers off, slowly, the yells fading, the sobbing continuing, but barely audible now. There's a soft sound underneath them- his voice, whispering quickly, quietly to himself, a monotone of repetition, trying to find some kind of semblance of sanity, of anything in those words, Out of the depths, I cry to you O' Lord, hear my voice, out of the depths, out of the depths, out-]


[Twenty minutes later || Text || Private to Kurotsuchi]
I'll do it.

[Yuca is smiling, humming a quaint little children's song to himself while he gently pulls the sewing needle through a shirt that can be recognized as the overlarge one that Rain had been wearing upon his arrival. It looks significantly smaller now, possibly even the correct size.]

So, I've been thinking, [he murmurs happily,] we should organize some sort of order around here- it's all just chaos, even so far in- what about a schooling system? Or a law enforcement place? We should at least try to become a civilized society, even during all this madness.

[He smiles pleasantly at the camera, before looking back down to his sewing.]

Mm, Rain came back, can you believe it? I knew he would. He'll always come back for me. [A slight hint of the perfect way Yuca had lost his mind in those words, but it's only just barely there. He reaches up to his PCD after cutting the thread.]

( Filtered to list below || Unhackable )

( Filtered to Rhode and Kurotsuchi || Unhackable )


[ooc: **filtered to Alphonse, Xerxes, Zuko, Unohana, Kurotsuchi, and... I think that's it? If your character somehow knows about Yuca's past with Rain (and Yuca knows they know), ping me and I'll add your character to the filter.]