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Event Six.
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Your first choice should always be to run Otherwise you had better hope You have silver bullets in a gun. | |
Welcome to Awash's sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. | |
he full moon hangs brightly over the Town, hovering so low that it almost feels as though you could reach out and touch it. It should be comforting.[For a long moment, Damian doesn't do anything because he's not sure exactly what to do. He does look up, though. He does frown.
Reluctantly, uncertainly, one of his hands finally slides back into one of Dextera's. It's awkward, but there. Before, Dextera had held his hand, and he thinks maybe Dextera needs the hand again.] My father thinks... you can do the right thing... even if you've done... the wrong thing. [He clears his throat softly.]
I believe him.
When I'm with him... it doesn't hurt. I feel like... I can do better.
Reluctantly, uncertainly, one of his hands finally slides back into one of Dextera's. It's awkward, but there. Before, Dextera had held his hand, and he thinks maybe Dextera needs the hand again.] My father thinks... you can do the right thing... even if you've done... the wrong thing. [He clears his throat softly.]
I believe him.
When I'm with him... it doesn't hurt. I feel like... I can do better.
[ dextera has never had anyone like that—no parents, no friends. only his brother, and he killed him. the archangel’s stance is that dextera doesn’t deserve to do anything else but repent, and only in following orders will he be able to find absolution.
he exhales, and he squeezes damian’s hand. ]
You can.
[ dextera can’t speak for himself. he doesn’t feel like he’s earned the right to forgiveness or salvation when he’s here, hiding from his problems. but damian? he’s got so much time, and his heart is in the right place. ]
he exhales, and he squeezes damian’s hand. ]
You can.
[ dextera can’t speak for himself. he doesn’t feel like he’s earned the right to forgiveness or salvation when he’s here, hiding from his problems. but damian? he’s got so much time, and his heart is in the right place. ]
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I'll help you with the herbs. Which ones are you looking for?
I'll help you with the herbs. Which ones are you looking for?
[In between fighting off the werewolves and trying to puzzle out the cure, Izuku's starting to grow a bit tired. That doesn't stop him from noticing someone trying to hide in the gardens, though.]
Hey. [He crouches beside them, looking concerned.] Are you okay? It's not safe to stay out here during the night.]
Hey. [He crouches beside them, looking concerned.] Are you okay? It's not safe to stay out here during the night.]
[ Technically, the know each other. But as is the case with online acquaintances, it's not like she recognizes Percy. ]
Good question. [ Elizabeth had always thought that her problem-solving skills were quite good, but this town really has a way of testing them to their fullest. The howling is worrying, which is why she's left the house not quite unarmed this time. She's clutching a strange device, since she's learned she might need it at this point.
Which, naturally, she won't use. Not when she realizes she knows these people. ]
Do you... fight wolves? Or capture them?
[ she really has no idea help ]
Good question. [ Elizabeth had always thought that her problem-solving skills were quite good, but this town really has a way of testing them to their fullest. The howling is worrying, which is why she's left the house not quite unarmed this time. She's clutching a strange device, since she's learned she might need it at this point.
Which, naturally, she won't use. Not when she realizes she knows these people. ]
Do you... fight wolves? Or capture them?
[ she really has no idea help ]
[Of course he does. Leaving is sort of his go-to at the moment. And he really can't bear the idea of putting the people he cares about in danger because of him, and Hunk is right at the top of that list. But. Okay.
A pause. A breath.]
Leaving is a plan though.
Fast enough so far.
[Is the answer, but Keith smirks. Fast, yeah. That's one he's got on his side, always has. He reaches back to draw the small knife from its sheath, holding it out in front of him. The flare of light along his own blade is violet, a quick flash as the small dagger elongates into a curved blade, one that retains the faint purple glow.]
On you.
[Keith indicates with a nod of his head. He's ready.]
[ As soon as the day dawns, Elizabeth is out in the streets to see what she can do. At night, she realizes that she's not really much help. She's not a fighter, so she recognizes that it's safer for everyone if she stays indoors, even though the idea that the people outside are people here, people she knows, bothers her. So it just becomes a waiting game for morning.
She's heading to the well when she sees Lupin, since that's where things just seem to center. As soon as she sees a body, her cautious walk turns into a jog, and then a sprint when she recognizes the person laying there. ]
Lupin?
[ She quickly crouches next to him and places a hand in front of his nose and mouth to, you know, make sure he's still breathing. Just like the first time she'd saved Booker from the brink of dying, she's glad that she read all of those dry medical text books. Not that Lupin is dying, but when you see someone passed out face down, you don't have the best of assumptions.
She doesn't have a medical kit like she would carry for Booker, so in lieu of that, she just starts tapping Lupin's face to wake him up. ]
Come on— Wake up!
She's heading to the well when she sees Lupin, since that's where things just seem to center. As soon as she sees a body, her cautious walk turns into a jog, and then a sprint when she recognizes the person laying there. ]
Lupin?
[ She quickly crouches next to him and places a hand in front of his nose and mouth to, you know, make sure he's still breathing. Just like the first time she'd saved Booker from the brink of dying, she's glad that she read all of those dry medical text books. Not that Lupin is dying, but when you see someone passed out face down, you don't have the best of assumptions.
She doesn't have a medical kit like she would carry for Booker, so in lieu of that, she just starts tapping Lupin's face to wake him up. ]
Come on— Wake up!
You too. [If anything, Damian understands enough of what's it's like to know this much about Dextera. To believe it. No one deserves a lack of forgiveness more than Damian Wayne, is what he thinks. But people have told him differently. People have forgiven him, and people have told him it's alright to be forgiven.
The squeeze is a little strong on Dextera's hand, but not rudely so. He's just... strong in general.] Together. [He only draws his hand away so he can sign and give his throat a break.]
I forgive you.
[He's not a fool. He can't give the title of angel to Dextera and pretend it's a good thing. Angels are pure, but not good, and he's too smart not to understand this. They destroy. They're terrifying. They're blind, and they follow the words of someone else.
Demons, too. He was going to be the vessel for his grandfather, the Demon's Head who leads the Demon's Fang. The two of them can meet in the middle perhaps. That's where humanity lies.]
The squeeze is a little strong on Dextera's hand, but not rudely so. He's just... strong in general.] Together. [He only draws his hand away so he can sign and give his throat a break.]
I forgive you.
[He's not a fool. He can't give the title of angel to Dextera and pretend it's a good thing. Angels are pure, but not good, and he's too smart not to understand this. They destroy. They're terrifying. They're blind, and they follow the words of someone else.
Demons, too. He was going to be the vessel for his grandfather, the Demon's Head who leads the Demon's Fang. The two of them can meet in the middle perhaps. That's where humanity lies.]
[ together, he says.
dextera has said this to plenty of other people—assuring them, constantly, that he’ll be there and that there’s nothing they could do to make him go away. all the friends he’s made here, he would die for, and he’s never expected to get anything in return when he knows he hasn’t earned it.
and yet. ]
…thank you.
[ he still doesn’t know how to describe “what” he is, but he wants to be fair. he wants damian to understand what it means, to offer forgiveness to someone like him. ]
I was [ and he spells these words out, because there’s no way he would know the sign. ] a protector of God. Now, an executioner.
dextera has said this to plenty of other people—assuring them, constantly, that he’ll be there and that there’s nothing they could do to make him go away. all the friends he’s made here, he would die for, and he’s never expected to get anything in return when he knows he hasn’t earned it.
and yet. ]
…thank you.
[ he still doesn’t know how to describe “what” he is, but he wants to be fair. he wants damian to understand what it means, to offer forgiveness to someone like him. ]
I was [ and he spells these words out, because there’s no way he would know the sign. ] a protector of God. Now, an executioner.
( It's the glow in the distance that catches his attention. He hasn't seen anything like it before and it seemed like something worth investigating. Was it another enemy? An ally? Or something else all together? What he sees is someone fighting the wolves and though he doesn't know who it is, that's all he needs to know. They're fighting the wolves so they have a common enemy and this guy needs some help.
His gun is drawn and he takes a shot at one wolf that had been rounding Keith's back. There's a loud bang followed by a yelping-snarl. The bullets aren't silver but they aren't exactly ordinary bullets either. There was definitely a little more kick to that shot than what would otherwise be normal. )
Sure got yourself in deep, didn't ya?
( Who has the time to joke in a time like this??? Someone who is 500% down to fight, that's who. )
His gun is drawn and he takes a shot at one wolf that had been rounding Keith's back. There's a loud bang followed by a yelping-snarl. The bullets aren't silver but they aren't exactly ordinary bullets either. There was definitely a little more kick to that shot than what would otherwise be normal. )
Sure got yourself in deep, didn't ya?
( Who has the time to joke in a time like this??? Someone who is 500% down to fight, that's who. )
( Mutsu freezes when Yusuke snaps at him. He actually freezes mid-step and can't help but look particularly guilty when he's called out. He's prone to getting into trouble and may or may not have a bit of a response to certain tones.
But ah, what's that? )
... What're ya looking for?
( Still... holding his position.......... )
But ah, what's that? )
... What're ya looking for?
( Still... holding his position.......... )
( Of all the people in the town to check in, Ryouma is one of the people at the very top. There's a natural instinct and desire to want to protect his old master. As soon as Mutsu hears about figures at the forests' edge, Mutsu is quick to see what it is. They look like animals and yet... they're not like any animals he's ever seen. Wolves but almost human... But what's more, someone else is here, )
Of course ya'd be here.
( Ryouma would be here. He watches Ryouma load his gun but doesn't say anything. He doesn't really have to because it's easy enough to read what's on his mind. He's serious and can't help but worry no matter how much he believes in Ryouma. "You're going to fight?" )
Of course ya'd be here.
( Ryouma would be here. He watches Ryouma load his gun but doesn't say anything. He doesn't really have to because it's easy enough to read what's on his mind. He's serious and can't help but worry no matter how much he believes in Ryouma. "You're going to fight?" )
[Surprisingly, Damian's face softens. For some reason, he was expecting much worse of a title based on how Dextera acted, not that he thinks whatever Dextera has been through is somehow less horrible.
It doesn't seem like Damian is judging Dextera for anything, at least.]
Funny. [He's not laughing? But it's ironic.] A warrior of God, and the heir to the Demon's Head. [It's not protector necessarily, but he shows Dextera the sign for protect and for God--crossed fists, a tilted hand turned upward as it passes in front of the face. Demon is expected: something like motioning for horns.] We should be fighting?
We're holding hands. Ridi...culous.
It doesn't seem like Damian is judging Dextera for anything, at least.]
Funny. [He's not laughing? But it's ironic.] A warrior of God, and the heir to the Demon's Head. [It's not protector necessarily, but he shows Dextera the sign for protect and for God--crossed fists, a tilted hand turned upward as it passes in front of the face. Demon is expected: something like motioning for horns.] We should be fighting?
We're holding hands. Ridi...culous.
[ they are most certainly holding hands, and dextera breathes out a laugh through his nose when damian comments on it like that. there are so many people here who have been through things dextera can’t even imagine—and yet, they manage to hold themselves upright and keep going. they maintain humor.
dextera wants to be able to do that, too. ]
Ridiculous.
[ he agrees, but he seems… relieved, anyway. ]
I prefer it.
dextera wants to be able to do that, too. ]
Ridiculous.
[ he agrees, but he seems… relieved, anyway. ]
I prefer it.
I'm okay! [Ah, shoot. The last thing he wants to do is make people worry about him.] It's, um, just been frustrating trying to find what I'm looking for out here.
What's the goldenglow thing that you mentioned just now? [This is him hastily changing the subject! Very subtle.]
What's the goldenglow thing that you mentioned just now? [This is him hastily changing the subject! Very subtle.]
Goldenglow. [Izuku repeats, with just the slightest hint of disappointment.]
That's not the one I'm looking for, but... it's for the cure, right? To the whole werewolf thing.
[If Izuku had suddenly received information (much as he hates it when they mess with his mind like this), then it's reasonable to assume that other people have gone through the same.]
That's not the one I'm looking for, but... it's for the cure, right? To the whole werewolf thing.
[If Izuku had suddenly received information (much as he hates it when they mess with his mind like this), then it's reasonable to assume that other people have gone through the same.]
[He'd be more surprised by her ability to throw her voice like that if he wasn't used to Fuuka and Mitsuru, who could basically plant their voices into his head when need be. He doesn't jump, standing there steadily and watching her closely as she hurtles away from that wolf.
He'll have to hope that she glances over at him at some point after that message, because he can't do any fancy things with his voice--but he nods for her, if she does, Evoker held loosely in one hand, and his other hand holding up one single finger.
A shield, yeah-- but it's one-hit only, so hopefully that'll be good enough for her plans, and hopefully she understood what he's trying to say.
The Evoker goes to his head again, a different summon appearing after he shuffles through his head--a metallic angel that will cast a simple Tetrakarn, a barrier that settles around Summer's skin and shimmers. It'll block anything--once, and only once.
Good luck, Summer!]
He'll have to hope that she glances over at him at some point after that message, because he can't do any fancy things with his voice--but he nods for her, if she does, Evoker held loosely in one hand, and his other hand holding up one single finger.
A shield, yeah-- but it's one-hit only, so hopefully that'll be good enough for her plans, and hopefully she understood what he's trying to say.
The Evoker goes to his head again, a different summon appearing after he shuffles through his head--a metallic angel that will cast a simple Tetrakarn, a barrier that settles around Summer's skin and shimmers. It'll block anything--once, and only once.
Good luck, Summer!]
[Whoa.
That was a lot sharper than he was expecting from Ochako, and he pauses...though the smile gets him to walk towards her anyway, frowning a little.]
Not badly...? I'm still worried, then.
[That means she's still not doing so hot, is she?]
Is there anything I can help with?
That was a lot sharper than he was expecting from Ochako, and he pauses...though the smile gets him to walk towards her anyway, frowning a little.]
Not badly...? I'm still worried, then.
[That means she's still not doing so hot, is she?]
Is there anything I can help with?
[Mm... it makes sense. Minato's scared too, paranoid even, and he knows that's not like him. He's been through so much worse than this, and yet every time he sees a hint of a werewolf, he feel the adrenaline kick in and his heart rate speed up.
It's not natural, is it...? It can't be.]
I think that's... just to be expected. It's scary, not knowing who's been bitten, and if they're going to be okay or not. Don't... feel bad about feeling scared, okay?
[That pause before that knock was very telling.]
It's not natural, is it...? It can't be.]
I think that's... just to be expected. It's scary, not knowing who's been bitten, and if they're going to be okay or not. Don't... feel bad about feeling scared, okay?
[That pause before that knock was very telling.]
Nope.
[He'll offer that up with a rueful snort, lifting his sword at the sound of another growl, brow furrowing.]
But they were a little less... like this? I think.
Maybe I'm just getting tired...
[Regardless, there's the other wolf, and Minato moves on automatic, ducking its lunge and swinging his sword around. He scores a hit, though a shallow one; the wolf yelps and retreats a bit, snarling at them. Now there are two. Fabulous.]
[He'll offer that up with a rueful snort, lifting his sword at the sound of another growl, brow furrowing.]
But they were a little less... like this? I think.
Maybe I'm just getting tired...
[Regardless, there's the other wolf, and Minato moves on automatic, ducking its lunge and swinging his sword around. He scores a hit, though a shallow one; the wolf yelps and retreats a bit, snarling at them. Now there are two. Fabulous.]
Good. [Yeahhhh he's kind of used to that response when it comes to the hellhound, but Mrs. O'Leary simply woofs at Aqua. Percy's flashing her a grin before he looks to make sure the area's clear, moving to drop down to the ground so he's not shouting. A bronze sword's in his hand before he sighs slightly.]
I've heard about harpies and shadow monsters, but the wolves are new. There's been too many of them to count. Have you been having any better luck keeping them back away from the town?
I've heard about harpies and shadow monsters, but the wolves are new. There's been too many of them to count. Have you been having any better luck keeping them back away from the town?
Hey. [He'll shift to lean over the side of the dog's neck to wave at her.] You good down there? Looks like we have a bit of time before they start coming back.
[...he'll...explain the dog in a minute...probably.]
[...he'll...explain the dog in a minute...probably.]
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