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Event Nine.
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Heareth the marinere Voices sweet, from far and near, Ever singing in his ear, “Here is rest and peace for thee!” | |
Welcome to Awash's ninth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. | |
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t's a dark night, and the sounds of feet in the darkness are further dampened and hidden by even more magic, as they are lured away by the soft sounds of dreams that are too good to be true, leaving the Town much, much emptier than when it began.[THAT TOPIC CHANGE??? CARAMIA???]
After so rudely leaving without even telling anyone, there's no way we'd just let you stay here on this island.
[yeah, that's her way of saying that she's HERE TO RESCUE Y'ALL, but without actually saying it...
She leans in despite all the guts, eyes narrowed as she takes in Caramia's appearance.]
You look terrible, Doris-papa.
After so rudely leaving without even telling anyone, there's no way we'd just let you stay here on this island.
[yeah, that's her way of saying that she's HERE TO RESCUE Y'ALL, but without actually saying it...
She leans in despite all the guts, eyes narrowed as she takes in Caramia's appearance.]
You look terrible, Doris-papa.
[What a nice way to wake up. Guren tries to be grumpy, swatting at the hand, but there's a grin tugging at his lips already, and the way he opens his eyes is immediately clear. He doesn't look at anyone else like he looks at Dextera.]
What're you looking at?
[Affectionately, he moves his hand to Dextera's face, brushing the backs of his fingers across his cheek, taking him in. They're messes, but that's fine.]
What're you looking at?
[Affectionately, he moves his hand to Dextera's face, brushing the backs of his fingers across his cheek, taking him in. They're messes, but that's fine.]
I think I should be asking you that. Only one of us got kidnapped by a bunch of sea monsters.
[ with a few quiet strides, Lupin's at the end of the dock, and he hunkers down to take a seat next to Akira. Maybe he doesn't want company, but Lupin thinks he might need it. (And if he doesn't, then maybe Lupin needs it.) He continues without missing a beat, eyes flicking over to look at the younger boy, checking his face briefly for any injuries in the meanwhile. ]
Are you okay?
[ with a few quiet strides, Lupin's at the end of the dock, and he hunkers down to take a seat next to Akira. Maybe he doesn't want company, but Lupin thinks he might need it. (And if he doesn't, then maybe Lupin needs it.) He continues without missing a beat, eyes flicking over to look at the younger boy, checking his face briefly for any injuries in the meanwhile. ]
Are you okay?
[He lets that first part drop to address the second, eyes moving to watch the progression of people leaving, just to make sure everyone's handling it.]
I do have control. Don't talk about things you don't understand. I've had this for eight years. Before it was controlled.
[He knows how to use it... even if he's certainly not completely in control, he doesn't want to admit that to himself, let alone to anyone else, right now. His eyes still fall briefly on a figure that's only there for him before he keeps watching the rescues.]
I won't put all of you at risk like that. The real issue is that we all became ill when you guys vanished. I think it's something to do with the bonds this place keeps encouraging. Some kind of magic...
But I can't block it.
I do have control. Don't talk about things you don't understand. I've had this for eight years. Before it was controlled.
[He knows how to use it... even if he's certainly not completely in control, he doesn't want to admit that to himself, let alone to anyone else, right now. His eyes still fall briefly on a figure that's only there for him before he keeps watching the rescues.]
I won't put all of you at risk like that. The real issue is that we all became ill when you guys vanished. I think it's something to do with the bonds this place keeps encouraging. Some kind of magic...
But I can't block it.
Be quiet, you're making my headache worse.
[He's kind of serious about that part, since he's falling apart by how much he cares about literally everyone. Magic illnesses suck. But he's finished his dumb onigiri, at least.]
[He's kind of serious about that part, since he's falling apart by how much he cares about literally everyone. Magic illnesses suck. But he's finished his dumb onigiri, at least.]
[The thing is this should reasonably work. If she's loud enough it should drown out the Siren. And for a moment it almost does.
But the sirens have a strong grip on him, a way to tether him. His wishes, his desires. His family. Mom, Fuyumi, Natsuo, Touya- they're all smiling and inviting and happy. He can't remember the last time they were all together like that. He was never allowed to spend time with his siblings growing up. But in this vision his father isn't there. But Izuku is, his warm, sunny smile just as inviting as ever.
He takes another step into the ocean.]
But the sirens have a strong grip on him, a way to tether him. His wishes, his desires. His family. Mom, Fuyumi, Natsuo, Touya- they're all smiling and inviting and happy. He can't remember the last time they were all together like that. He was never allowed to spend time with his siblings growing up. But in this vision his father isn't there. But Izuku is, his warm, sunny smile just as inviting as ever.
He takes another step into the ocean.]
[Guren watches everyone else, and Damian watches Guren. His eyes circle the man's face, but he can't really read anything except the momentarily glance away. Not at him, though... At something else. The look is too focused for Guren to simply be staring into space thoughtfully.
The room, the weapons, the demons...
His mouth opens to probe, but then it shuts quickly when Guren adds the rest. Now he's looking at the others. He steps forward, two ahead of Guren. He's looking for someone, and by the expression on his face, it doesn't seem to be Jon. This isn't a look reserved for friends. It's a look for family.]
Define "ill."
The room, the weapons, the demons...
His mouth opens to probe, but then it shuts quickly when Guren adds the rest. Now he's looking at the others. He steps forward, two ahead of Guren. He's looking for someone, and by the expression on his face, it doesn't seem to be Jon. This isn't a look reserved for friends. It's a look for family.]
Define "ill."
I know, I know... You just look awful.
[ he knows that their memories are missing in pieces, too, which is probably why they just told him that again. This is a practical answer to the problem of getting them off the island and across the lake - they're way too heavy to just put on a boat normally. Lupin wracked his brain, but he couldn't come up with a better solution in the middle of battle over there. Cairngorm's not hurt by it, and they can be put back together.
But it's hard not to disapprove - it feels wrong, and cruel, and man, he's looking at this through too much of a human lens, he knows, but how can he help it when he is a human? He frowns, heavily, then gets to his feet, stepping off the boat onto the beach with a small splash. ]
Seeing you like this is bad for my heart. Let's get you put back together before I start feeling any sicker.
[ and with that, he leans down, trying to slip a hand under Cairn's one remaining arm and whatever's left of their legs, provided they don't stop him. ]
[ he knows that their memories are missing in pieces, too, which is probably why they just told him that again. This is a practical answer to the problem of getting them off the island and across the lake - they're way too heavy to just put on a boat normally. Lupin wracked his brain, but he couldn't come up with a better solution in the middle of battle over there. Cairngorm's not hurt by it, and they can be put back together.
But it's hard not to disapprove - it feels wrong, and cruel, and man, he's looking at this through too much of a human lens, he knows, but how can he help it when he is a human? He frowns, heavily, then gets to his feet, stepping off the boat onto the beach with a small splash. ]
Seeing you like this is bad for my heart. Let's get you put back together before I start feeling any sicker.
[ and with that, he leans down, trying to slip a hand under Cairn's one remaining arm and whatever's left of their legs, provided they don't stop him. ]
Edited 2018-08-14 04:50 (UTC)
[Guren watches him from behind, understanding. He doesn't like to admit his own symptoms, but it's not his own issues that are being worried about here, and so he can share them.]
Headaches, nausea, chills, vertigo, and overall weakness. Some of us are worse than others, which is why I think it has to do with our bonds.
[He glances ahead.] Your dad came here, too, naturally.
Headaches, nausea, chills, vertigo, and overall weakness. Some of us are worse than others, which is why I think it has to do with our bonds.
[He glances ahead.] Your dad came here, too, naturally.
[Thinks about pushing Guren overboard later, decides not to do it... she's not that cruel..... and also they're not on the same boat???? missed opportunities.
anyway that's not fair, don't make her concerned after all these shenanigans guren... GOD!!!]
Hurry up and lie down then, old man. There's still ten minutes left.
[HUFFS... watch as Okuni scampers off, FREE
then she comes back with like a cup of water and sets it warily near him, like he's a wounded animal.... THERE, GUREN]
anyway that's not fair, don't make her concerned after all these shenanigans guren... GOD!!!]
Hurry up and lie down then, old man. There's still ten minutes left.
[HUFFS... watch as Okuni scampers off, FREE
then she comes back with like a cup of water and sets it warily near him, like he's a wounded animal.... THERE, GUREN]
I'm much better with firearms, but I have some experience with melee weapons. [ He was kind of forced to rely on the pile of knives he got from the harpy quest until he got a rifle from the wish coin. ]
Learning how to use a spear shouldn't be too difficult. They're straightforward.
[ Thrusting the pointy end at the enemy is about as simple as you can get, really. Unlike swords and similar weapons you don't have to worry about precise edge alignment, so spears are more forgiving to mistakes in some ways. ]
Learning how to use a spear shouldn't be too difficult. They're straightforward.
[ Thrusting the pointy end at the enemy is about as simple as you can get, really. Unlike swords and similar weapons you don't have to worry about precise edge alignment, so spears are more forgiving to mistakes in some ways. ]
You're so troublesome -- !!
[Okuni says, more from a desperate attempt to keep on speaking -- if she focuses on her own voice, then she can't succumb to the siren's song. She could try and kill the siren, but it's too far away -- and she doesn't want to let go of the hold she has on his shirt.]
You'll just end up making Izu-chan cry, you know -- !
[and with that, she lashes out with her arm to try and smack him on the head. hard. because surely, this should work!!! and if it ends up accidentally knocking him out, then even better!!!]
[Okuni says, more from a desperate attempt to keep on speaking -- if she focuses on her own voice, then she can't succumb to the siren's song. She could try and kill the siren, but it's too far away -- and she doesn't want to let go of the hold she has on his shirt.]
You'll just end up making Izu-chan cry, you know -- !
[and with that, she lashes out with her arm to try and smack him on the head. hard. because surely, this should work!!! and if it ends up accidentally knocking him out, then even better!!!]
....Well hey, on the bright side, it's definitely not going to taste worse than ash!
[She offers Caramia a smile, settling her chin on the top of her knees. She's feeling a bit better, this close to a fire.]
Are those scratches....?
[They did look kind of like claw marks, but they were too small for the sirens....]
[She offers Caramia a smile, settling her chin on the top of her knees. She's feeling a bit better, this close to a fire.]
Are those scratches....?
[They did look kind of like claw marks, but they were too small for the sirens....]
Planning on using the crystal for something?
[ It seems easier just to kill them outright without bothering with the purification process, so presumbably Dextera needs a crystallized siren soul for whatever reason.Maybe he's starting a paperweight collection. ]
[ It seems easier just to kill them outright without bothering with the purification process, so presumbably Dextera needs a crystallized siren soul for whatever reason.
[ things are improving already, dextera thinks. guren no longer looks like he’s going to pass out at the slightest breeze, and dextera is pretty sure his wounds have at least stopped bleeding. the nap was a desperate necessity. ]
…
[ he turns his face, nuzzling guren’s hand like that’s an answer, and returns the affection by wiping a little bit of what’s either dirt of dried blood off guren’s cheek.
even like this, he’s handsome. ]
Better?
…
[ he turns his face, nuzzling guren’s hand like that’s an answer, and returns the affection by wiping a little bit of what’s either dirt of dried blood off guren’s cheek.
even like this, he’s handsome. ]
Better?
[He has, in fact, not decided to lie down. He glances over from his observing others when Okuni appears again just to leave him... water.]
...Thanks.
[Why is she like this, he's so tired. He reaches to pick up the cup with a sigh.]
You're a real weirdo, you know that?
...Thanks.
[Why is she like this, he's so tired. He reaches to pick up the cup with a sigh.]
You're a real weirdo, you know that?
Better.
[That headache is gone, he doesn't feel so weak anymore, and any leftover nausea is just because he hasn't eaten enough. He smiles, warmer, catching the hand that wipes at his face afterwards to hold it.
If he could wake up every morning to Dextera, his days would start off a lot better. He does already, so often, of course, and he knows that by now, but now that everything is wrapped up, he's overcome with relief that Dextera wasn't one of the ones taken. Thank goodness. Thank goodness he was with him the whole time.]
You too, right?
[That headache is gone, he doesn't feel so weak anymore, and any leftover nausea is just because he hasn't eaten enough. He smiles, warmer, catching the hand that wipes at his face afterwards to hold it.
If he could wake up every morning to Dextera, his days would start off a lot better. He does already, so often, of course, and he knows that by now, but now that everything is wrapped up, he's overcome with relief that Dextera wasn't one of the ones taken. Thank goodness. Thank goodness he was with him the whole time.]
You too, right?
[ The siren makes a leap for Cairngorm, but they don't particularly mind using their arm as a chew toy if they can effectively hold the beast back. When the teeth make contact with their forearm, there's a clinking noise, their free hand coming to push back on the forehead of the monster— for how delicate they look, they match the siren's strength easily. All they do is frown in annoyance at the circumstance. ]
And what would that way of fighting back be?
[ They seem completely fine with having this nonchalant conversation during this!!! ]
And what would that way of fighting back be?
[ They seem completely fine with having this nonchalant conversation during this!!! ]
[ a part of dextera still believes guren to be invincible, despite everything—he’s grateful that guren wasn’t taken, but at the same time, it feels impossible that he could ever be. dextera is the one who causes problems, and he’s just relieved he didn’t have to be a burden on guren this time, too.
he nods. ]
Next to you.
[ needless to say, of course. ]
he nods. ]
Next to you.
[ needless to say, of course. ]
[Hmm. Hmm!! Dextera was eating hearts and shit and Guren knows this, but that sweet comment can't just be the end of it. He leans closer just enough to peck him on the lips, sitting up after he does.
He stretches his arms over his head, and his legs have moved enough to probably wake Leliel up. Sorry, chicken.]
Good. We should get cleaned up.
He stretches his arms over his head, and his legs have moved enough to probably wake Leliel up. Sorry, chicken.]
Good. We should get cleaned up.
No, it's alright... it should be fine if it's just wood.
[ With a shake of their head, they continue approaching her, putting a hand at their hip and giving a quick scan to make sure there's no sirens about. ]
But if you're looking for fish, there aren't many over here. That way, however... [ They point to the left, glancing down into the water. ] I don't have to breathe or anything, so I can help you look for them from underwater. It'll save time.
[ Who knows, maybe the fish would be drawn to super shimmery stuff too!! ]
[ With a shake of their head, they continue approaching her, putting a hand at their hip and giving a quick scan to make sure there's no sirens about. ]
But if you're looking for fish, there aren't many over here. That way, however... [ They point to the left, glancing down into the water. ] I don't have to breathe or anything, so I can help you look for them from underwater. It'll save time.
[ Who knows, maybe the fish would be drawn to super shimmery stuff too!! ]
What? I don't know my weight in the way that you measure it.
[ Their eyes follow his back to the rafts, knowing exactly why he is bringing this up, since they were just thinking it too. ]
But I just know that I weigh too much to go on those rafts in one piece. They'll sink.
[ Their eyes follow his back to the rafts, knowing exactly why he is bringing this up, since they were just thinking it too. ]
But I just know that I weigh too much to go on those rafts in one piece. They'll sink.
[Okuni expected this... At least he ate a riceball though, she'll take that as a small win in everyone's list of don't let town dad die.]
I'm not sure whether or not to take that as a compliment, since it's coming from you of all people.
[But she smiles at him??? Pleased by either the thank you or the insult... spoilers it's the insult. It's not as nice as hearing "you're a real punkass", but it's close. OKUNI IS WEIRD!!!]
But it does sound nicer now then it did back in the forest!
I'm not sure whether or not to take that as a compliment, since it's coming from you of all people.
[But she smiles at him??? Pleased by either the thank you or the insult... spoilers it's the insult. It's not as nice as hearing "you're a real punkass", but it's close. OKUNI IS WEIRD!!!]
But it does sound nicer now then it did back in the forest!
[ It's simply too tiring to ask what he means by "bad for his heart" or "feeling sick", even if they'd also like a clarification on the looking awful comment. While he speaks, their eyelids are heavy, and not in the typically sleepy way that Lupin might have seen a few times by now— they really are struggling to stay conscious, brow furrowed more in focus than out of worry. ]
The rest of me should be at my house...in Flavo. [ They add, even though it seems like he must already know where they live. ] If the boats carrying those pieces have made it back, that is.
[ If they're remembering correctly, there should be five pieces total: two halves of each of their legs, and their left arm. It's possible some ships are taking longer to get back, or maybe they are worrying for nothing and all their parts are already home, but they have no way of knowing until they get there. When he moves to pick them up, they actually accommodate him (half because they really have no other choice and half because they really do want to hurry up and go home), leaning into him and moving their hand to grip his shoulder loosely. ]
...Just, don't drop me. [ They're almost mumbling while they close their eyes. ] It'll get complicated if I lose anything else.
The rest of me should be at my house...in Flavo. [ They add, even though it seems like he must already know where they live. ] If the boats carrying those pieces have made it back, that is.
[ If they're remembering correctly, there should be five pieces total: two halves of each of their legs, and their left arm. It's possible some ships are taking longer to get back, or maybe they are worrying for nothing and all their parts are already home, but they have no way of knowing until they get there. When he moves to pick them up, they actually accommodate him (half because they really have no other choice and half because they really do want to hurry up and go home), leaning into him and moving their hand to grip his shoulder loosely. ]
...Just, don't drop me. [ They're almost mumbling while they close their eyes. ] It'll get complicated if I lose anything else.
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