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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.Having some trouble?
[It's light teasing because he knows Greed is the type of personality that can take it, but it's clear immediately that Guren is here to help. He's coming up to the door behind the wolves, after all, spearing one of them on his katana. He brings his blade to the side in a harsh slice through its body, and the curse his demon sword leaves behind causes it to seemingly evaporate into the air.
But these things seem neverending, so that's only the start. He turns so his back is to Greed, backing up to face the next wave more helpfully.]
[It's light teasing because he knows Greed is the type of personality that can take it, but it's clear immediately that Guren is here to help. He's coming up to the door behind the wolves, after all, spearing one of them on his katana. He brings his blade to the side in a harsh slice through its body, and the curse his demon sword leaves behind causes it to seemingly evaporate into the air.
But these things seem neverending, so that's only the start. He turns so his back is to Greed, backing up to face the next wave more helpfully.]
[ it’s true. no one is acting like themselves at all—at least when a baroque takes over, there are semblances of their personalities still shining through. the bagged one is a cheerful, helpful girl. angelicus is compassionate, despite everything.
his friends now just seem like animals, when the moon is high enough. ]
…scared.
[ slowly, he relaxes under guren’s touch, even if he flinches at first. ]
his friends now just seem like animals, when the moon is high enough. ]
…scared.
[ slowly, he relaxes under guren’s touch, even if he flinches at first. ]
It's okay.
[The flinch is fine, and the relaxing is even better. Once he gets to that, he pulls him into a hug, hoping it'll reassure him somewhat.]
I'll stay here with you until things are back to normal. A lot of people have turned, but we're well on our way to a cure, and it's only at night that we struggle with this.
[The flinch is fine, and the relaxing is even better. Once he gets to that, he pulls him into a hug, hoping it'll reassure him somewhat.]
I'll stay here with you until things are back to normal. A lot of people have turned, but we're well on our way to a cure, and it's only at night that we struggle with this.
…
[ what a question! the answer is a definitive, resounding “no,” however, and dextera isn’t the type to lie about that when he’s this deep in his own paranoia.
he knocks twice, hard. there’s no sense in pretending that he’s not okay, when he’s hiding away in his own house like this, not allowing minato to even come inside despite the dangers dextera is convinced are lurking at every corner. ]
[ what a question! the answer is a definitive, resounding “no,” however, and dextera isn’t the type to lie about that when he’s this deep in his own paranoia.
he knocks twice, hard. there’s no sense in pretending that he’s not okay, when he’s hiding away in his own house like this, not allowing minato to even come inside despite the dangers dextera is convinced are lurking at every corner. ]
[Well. This isn't his house by any means, but he's already promised Dextera by this point that he'd stay with him. Leliel is absolutely off limits, more than even the other chickens, and so Lupin will barely be able to reach for her before Guren has a sword pointed straight at his neck.]
Isn't your name a little too on the nose for you to be turning into a wolf? [He hates it.] Back off. If you want meat, stick to the forest.
Isn't your name a little too on the nose for you to be turning into a wolf? [He hates it.] Back off. If you want meat, stick to the forest.
[The concept of space travel is so far beyond Nyx's experience it's not even funny. For all their tech and magic the stars were always the realm of the astrals. One day he's gonna find out and want to hear everything Keith might be willing to share, but this is not that day.
Nyx is less fond of the mask once it's engaged. It gives Keith an aura of other that reminds Nyx of Niflheim's expressionless robotic soldiers. His lips thin a little as he pulls away from those thoughts. He doesn't need to remember that now.]
That's impressive. I couldn't pick out that many.
[He pauses.]
Normally I wouldn't think much about how big they are, but if they're intelligent enough to know they're being watched then...
Nyx is less fond of the mask once it's engaged. It gives Keith an aura of other that reminds Nyx of Niflheim's expressionless robotic soldiers. His lips thin a little as he pulls away from those thoughts. He doesn't need to remember that now.]
That's impressive. I couldn't pick out that many.
[He pauses.]
Normally I wouldn't think much about how big they are, but if they're intelligent enough to know they're being watched then...
[Nyx's lips twist unhappily- the urge to bare still blunted teeth almost unavoidable.]
It's stronger tonight, Aqua. I can't promise I'll even know who you are in twenty minutes.
It's stronger tonight, Aqua. I can't promise I'll even know who you are in twenty minutes.
All the more reason for me to stay, to restrain you if I need to.
[ Her binding spells work, luckily. She'll use them if necessary. ]
[ Her binding spells work, luckily. She'll use them if necessary. ]
[ while he has this semi-lucid permission, dextera reaches out to place his hand over damian’s heart. he’s putting himself right in the line of danger here, he knows, but this is the most effective place to purify someone. then, his hand glows, a white-hot jolt of pain that will spread through damian’s body in an excruciating, cleansing instant.
whatever keeps them all changing night after night can’t be undone, but the mind, dextera can soothe. he can give damian a few peaceful hours and take him down from these chains, and even if he promised to leave, how can he really make himself do that? ]
…
[ he watches damian carefully, grimacing in apology when he pulls his hand away. ]
whatever keeps them all changing night after night can’t be undone, but the mind, dextera can soothe. he can give damian a few peaceful hours and take him down from these chains, and even if he promised to leave, how can he really make himself do that? ]
…
[ he watches damian carefully, grimacing in apology when he pulls his hand away. ]
Sorry.
[ when guren mentions the cure, he frowns guiltily, because he knows he hasn’t been helping an ounce. he’s been trying to assist in his own way, of course, but gathering ingredients, mixing them together—he’s avoided all of it. ]
Useless.
[ he is, that is. he knows it. ]
[ when guren mentions the cure, he frowns guiltily, because he knows he hasn’t been helping an ounce. he’s been trying to assist in his own way, of course, but gathering ingredients, mixing them together—he’s avoided all of it. ]
Useless.
[ he is, that is. he knows it. ]
[Rin was no doctor. That was his brother, who was likely just as entrenched in all of this as he was even without being attached to any part of the defense force. He had, however, spent most of his adolescence and teenage years watching Yukio tend to every possible injury that Rin got thanks to all the scuffles he got in to.
So naturally, even if he wasn't any better than basic first aid, he was definitely fussing after Nyx and had been since the attack. Checking bandages, changing soiled ones, keeping an eye on things for any sign of further infection not tied to whatever was transferred from the wolves.
He seems to be one of the few willing to be even remotely close to Nyx right now, showing no sign of fear but plenty of worry and almost familial concern. When he wasn't doting on the man to ensure his injuries weren't going to be what got him killed, he was providing food to those who needed it, including Nyx. He knew cooked stew meat wasn't liable to do much for the sort of hunger being felt, but it was one of the few things he could do to help.
His words earned a scoff, head shaking slowly as he dished out a meal from the cauldron he had brought with him to the church upon being called there.]
Where you gonna go? Anyone out there sees you they're gonna shoot first, you know that. And I know you don't wanna hurt anyone else either.
So naturally, even if he wasn't any better than basic first aid, he was definitely fussing after Nyx and had been since the attack. Checking bandages, changing soiled ones, keeping an eye on things for any sign of further infection not tied to whatever was transferred from the wolves.
He seems to be one of the few willing to be even remotely close to Nyx right now, showing no sign of fear but plenty of worry and almost familial concern. When he wasn't doting on the man to ensure his injuries weren't going to be what got him killed, he was providing food to those who needed it, including Nyx. He knew cooked stew meat wasn't liable to do much for the sort of hunger being felt, but it was one of the few things he could do to help.
His words earned a scoff, head shaking slowly as he dished out a meal from the cauldron he had brought with him to the church upon being called there.]
Where you gonna go? Anyone out there sees you they're gonna shoot first, you know that. And I know you don't wanna hurt anyone else either.
I'm gonna smack you if you try to say that again.
[Say, sign, spell, it doesn't matter. He keeps Dextera close, his mouth maybe too close to his ear, but he hopes it's reassuring in some way. This is all he can do.]
You've helped plenty of people, but it's too dangerous to go out there right now. Even I can't stay out there waiting for them to come at me. [It'd be foolish! He doesn't want to end up a furry.]
They've got it under control, no matter how it looks. This'll pass.
[Say, sign, spell, it doesn't matter. He keeps Dextera close, his mouth maybe too close to his ear, but he hopes it's reassuring in some way. This is all he can do.]
You've helped plenty of people, but it's too dangerous to go out there right now. Even I can't stay out there waiting for them to come at me. [It'd be foolish! He doesn't want to end up a furry.]
They've got it under control, no matter how it looks. This'll pass.
[Rin's work with the defense force had kept him from checking on friends that weren't with him in those first few days. He knew many of them were capable of taking care of themselves, but that didn't mean he was without worry. He was simply too preoccupied, needing to be where he was, to take leave and go hunt each and every one of them down. Daytime did afford looking for some of them, but among those numbers he had found and confirmed the safety of Kaoru wasn't one of them.
If anyone would have been capable of handling themselves and surviving the attacks it would have been her... right?
Eventually, though, supplies were needed for the Flavo team stationed at the church, and Rin of course was the one to volunteer to go. He had his sword on him, because why wouldn't he, but it didn't feel like the usual comfort at his side. Any of those werewolves that were prowling around could be someone he knew... or even just a victim that was a stranger. Regardless, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt anyone. Even if they were attacking him first.
It was on his way to his place in Bluo that he picked up on someone flying towards him, turning while continuing to jog backwards while looking to the sky.
Hey, that was--]
Kaoru!
[Mistake. It was a good thing he was still moving because it kept him from getting caught up in the shockwave of her landing. He stumbled back two steps, and it was mere seconds before he realized this was not good.]
... fuck.
If anyone would have been capable of handling themselves and surviving the attacks it would have been her... right?
Eventually, though, supplies were needed for the Flavo team stationed at the church, and Rin of course was the one to volunteer to go. He had his sword on him, because why wouldn't he, but it didn't feel like the usual comfort at his side. Any of those werewolves that were prowling around could be someone he knew... or even just a victim that was a stranger. Regardless, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt anyone. Even if they were attacking him first.
It was on his way to his place in Bluo that he picked up on someone flying towards him, turning while continuing to jog backwards while looking to the sky.
Hey, that was--]
Kaoru!
[Mistake. It was a good thing he was still moving because it kept him from getting caught up in the shockwave of her landing. He stumbled back two steps, and it was mere seconds before he realized this was not good.]
... fuck.
[ it’s impossible to tell when being harsh with dextera will upset him or motivate him, but luckily this time, guren’s quick anger gets dextera to cut that shit right out. ]
…
[ he squeezes guren, sighing out a heavy breath as he nods.
one of the chickens struts by, clucking, apparently thoroughly unconcerned with anything that’s happening around her. she doesn’t understand why she’s in here?! ]
…
[ he squeezes guren, sighing out a heavy breath as he nods.
one of the chickens struts by, clucking, apparently thoroughly unconcerned with anything that’s happening around her. she doesn’t understand why she’s in here?! ]
[It's when that chicken walks by that he breathes out a laugh.]
So, let's get your mind off things. If people come by, you can leave it to me, or have me hang back. Whatever you want. But I'm here. Got it?
So, let's get your mind off things. If people come by, you can leave it to me, or have me hang back. Whatever you want. But I'm here. Got it?
[It's pretty darn obvious that Uraraka got bitten by a werewolf, or at least somebody who was turned. But that's how it always was in the lore. The bite of a turned werewolf will turn that other person into a werewolf. Like a weird disease.
Still... the ears are cute. The tail is cute. If only she wasn't a werewolf.]
... I'm here.
Still... the ears are cute. The tail is cute. If only she wasn't a werewolf.]
... I'm here.
[ dextera pulls back, and he’s clearly not completely comfortable, but he’s much better than he was when he tried to keep guren out of the house. ]
…Estelle, Joshua, Prompto.
[ that’s half the house, turned, and it’s hard to keep away from them when all of them are usually so comfortable, so cozy, in this little house. ]
…Estelle, Joshua, Prompto.
[ that’s half the house, turned, and it’s hard to keep away from them when all of them are usually so comfortable, so cozy, in this little house. ]
[...Ah. That's not good.]
Are they still staying here?
[Because that changes things, but either way:] Together, we can take care of them without having to hurt them. It'll work out.
Are they still staying here?
[Because that changes things, but either way:] Together, we can take care of them without having to hurt them. It'll work out.
Not tonight.
[ the longer it goes on, the less time they spend here, and dextera feels guilty for being grateful. the quieter the house, the safer he feels, even if they’re his friends.
he slides his hand down guren’s arm, tangling their fingers together. ]
I’m hiding.
[ the longer it goes on, the less time they spend here, and dextera feels guilty for being grateful. the quieter the house, the safer he feels, even if they’re his friends.
he slides his hand down guren’s arm, tangling their fingers together. ]
I’m hiding.
[Just two bros, good pals, tangling their fingers together. Guren doesn't mind it at all, apparently, even giving his hand a light squeeze of reassurance.]
That's the smart thing to do. If we don't keep ourselves safe, we add to the numbers. Besides, when this all blows over, I'm going to need your help. You better stay safe.
[He'd mentioned the bogeyman in passing by now, but then this came up, and it's really such a pain.]
I'll hide with you. Where's Leliel?
That's the smart thing to do. If we don't keep ourselves safe, we add to the numbers. Besides, when this all blows over, I'm going to need your help. You better stay safe.
[He'd mentioned the bogeyman in passing by now, but then this came up, and it's really such a pain.]
I'll hide with you. Where's Leliel?
[ dextera nods. he knows what guren wants his help with, and he’s not opposed to that. people have tried to chase it off and failed, but it seems like it’s going to be time soon to find a way to slay it. ]
Upstairs.
[ all the animals are, except for this one chicken that he had been trying to feed when guren pushed his way in.
he lifts guren’s hand to his mouth, not touching, but guren can probably feel dextera’s breath on his fingers. ]
Upstairs.
[ all the animals are, except for this one chicken that he had been trying to feed when guren pushed his way in.
he lifts guren’s hand to his mouth, not touching, but guren can probably feel dextera’s breath on his fingers. ]
[It's... hard to stay focused like this. He wants to keep him safe, to reassure him that he won't let anything bad happen to him. He doesn't want to make the same mistakes he made back home.
But he's also so much closer, already. There's breath on his fingers and he can't stop himself from stretching them out, touching Dextera's bottom lip as he holds his breath. It's too much.]
Do you want to go up?
But he's also so much closer, already. There's breath on his fingers and he can't stop himself from stretching them out, touching Dextera's bottom lip as he holds his breath. It's too much.]
Do you want to go up?
[ Discovering that they were impervious to being bitten, or at least impervious to being infected by whatever the bite does, led them to take the similar path of hanging out near the forest at night, doing what they can to fend off the beasts. They'd much rather be doing it than let someone who is actually at risk try their hand at it - so they accept the duty without issue.
But the paranoia combined with their less than stellar experience with fighting in the dark makes them extra sensitive to any movement, and when they hear him nearby, they're quick to brandish their blade in front of themself and towards his silhouette, squinting in the low light. ]
...Who's there.
[ They're fully expecting him to be one, since they can't see that well, and especially given that they can make out that his clothes are wet with blood. So it's no surprise that they're clearly in attack mode when they call out. ]
But the paranoia combined with their less than stellar experience with fighting in the dark makes them extra sensitive to any movement, and when they hear him nearby, they're quick to brandish their blade in front of themself and towards his silhouette, squinting in the low light. ]
...Who's there.
[ They're fully expecting him to be one, since they can't see that well, and especially given that they can make out that his clothes are wet with blood. So it's no surprise that they're clearly in attack mode when they call out. ]
You're dumber than you look if you think you can eat me.
[ They did not even mean to watch this scene, would've much rathered to just avert their eyes, but it's also very...weirdly fascinating. It's not like there was much predator eats prey back at home, so it's like watching a nature documentary, except without the narration and with more rat tails.
Cairngorm keeps their distance from him, their clothes tattered and stained with blood that isn't their own, staring hard at those ears and tail that are irrationally making them feel super anxious, despite knowing there's no possible way teeth can break through them. ]
...I thought you said you ate humans. You've fallen this far, huh.
[ They did not even mean to watch this scene, would've much rathered to just avert their eyes, but it's also very...weirdly fascinating. It's not like there was much predator eats prey back at home, so it's like watching a nature documentary, except without the narration and with more rat tails.
Cairngorm keeps their distance from him, their clothes tattered and stained with blood that isn't their own, staring hard at those ears and tail that are irrationally making them feel super anxious, despite knowing there's no possible way teeth can break through them. ]
...I thought you said you ate humans. You've fallen this far, huh.
[ Haru, perhaps, could be seen as someone in trouble! She is currently running away from a werewolf, after all. From her perspective, however, she is merely trying to lead it into a less crowded area and away from the town. Milady can do quite a bit of damage when unleashed, but Haru would rather not destroy any homes as collateral damage.
A wall of ice between her and her pursuer casts a faint chill at her back. Haru is drawn up short. Through her Noir mask, she looks up, around - trying to catch sight of her mysterious saviour?
All while the werewolf claws at the ice, baying for her blood. ]
A wall of ice between her and her pursuer casts a faint chill at her back. Haru is drawn up short. Through her Noir mask, she looks up, around - trying to catch sight of her mysterious saviour?
All while the werewolf claws at the ice, baying for her blood. ]
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