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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.I just didn't want you to feel bad!
[ WHY WOULD HE FEEL BAD ]
[ WHY WOULD HE FEEL BAD ]
[ Maya won't protest-- which is for the best, because ordinarily, she'd still be running around, all energy and enthusiasm. Which probably wouldn't make the sirens want to eat her any less. She plops down carefully on top of the boulder, before blinking over at Caingorm. ]
For starters, thanks. Secondly, my name's Maya. Thirdly-- at this point, it's pretty clear you're not human, so should I know what you are? If not, that's fine, but I should probably call you something.
For starters, thanks. Secondly, my name's Maya. Thirdly-- at this point, it's pretty clear you're not human, so should I know what you are? If not, that's fine, but I should probably call you something.
Maybe they figured the quests would be enough guidance? I don't really believe that counts as remotely enough, but--
[ Maya's also not in charge of how this place works. ]
... It seems like you've had to deal with a lot of vagueness, though.
[ Maya's also not in charge of how this place works. ]
... It seems like you've had to deal with a lot of vagueness, though.
Sure, whatever.
[He waves his hand like he doesn't care, like he doesn't notice that she's more irritated. But he's sure he knows why. She's a good person just like anyone else. He's still burdening her, too, huh.
He'll watch her go off in that direction, but it'll be while telling himself that he needs to pull it together and seem a little stronger than he is. He's causing people to worry.
But yeah, he's off to drag his sick ass body around, rip.]
[He waves his hand like he doesn't care, like he doesn't notice that she's more irritated. But he's sure he knows why. She's a good person just like anyone else. He's still burdening her, too, huh.
He'll watch her go off in that direction, but it'll be while telling himself that he needs to pull it together and seem a little stronger than he is. He's causing people to worry.
But yeah, he's off to drag his sick ass body around, rip.]
Good. I'll trust it to you. And I'll keep an eye on yours too.
[Teamwork, makes the dream work.
Keith nods at the question.] Cold, tired, hungry. But yeah, he's all right last I saw him. But the sooner we get everyone off this island the better.
[Himself included. Adrenaline and stubbornness will carry him far, but eventually Keith will flat out collapse too. Not yet though.]
[Teamwork, makes the dream work.
Keith nods at the question.] Cold, tired, hungry. But yeah, he's all right last I saw him. But the sooner we get everyone off this island the better.
[Himself included. Adrenaline and stubbornness will carry him far, but eventually Keith will flat out collapse too. Not yet though.]
[All he needs is that agreement. He doesn't pay Aizawa's other words any mind, or wait to make sure that he can do it. He darts forward while the hero takes those sneaking sirens and deals with the ones straight in front of him, instead.
He's ruthless, like this. His sword is leaking some sort of smoky, dark energy now and then, and the sirens he does face off are torn down quickly. But for how quickly they go down, it seems to take a toll on Guren.
At the very least, he adapts as he goes. As his arms get heavier, he makes moves that rely on him lifting them less. But he very much needs Aizawa's help to keep going, so thanks, buddy.]
He's ruthless, like this. His sword is leaking some sort of smoky, dark energy now and then, and the sirens he does face off are torn down quickly. But for how quickly they go down, it seems to take a toll on Guren.
At the very least, he adapts as he goes. As his arms get heavier, he makes moves that rely on him lifting them less. But he very much needs Aizawa's help to keep going, so thanks, buddy.]
[Given the sort of stakes that are in place right now, plus the fact that he's never actually worked with Guren before, Aizawa remains close enough that he can easily pick up the slack without actually getting in the other man's way. Though some might see a pro Hero's path to be a competitive one, Aizawa's reluctance to work with others is based more on practical means instead of pride. Right now teamwork is essential for their success.
And so they continue like this for a bit, the pair making a good progress in incapacitating these creatures and creating openings large enough for other people to escape to the boats. However, when it looks like Guren's beginning to struggle too much Aizawa doesn't hesitate to duck forward in front of his company and drive the heel of his boot right into the nearest siren to force them backwards.]
I'm taking the lead for now.
And so they continue like this for a bit, the pair making a good progress in incapacitating these creatures and creating openings large enough for other people to escape to the boats. However, when it looks like Guren's beginning to struggle too much Aizawa doesn't hesitate to duck forward in front of his company and drive the heel of his boot right into the nearest siren to force them backwards.]
I'm taking the lead for now.
Yeah, that's for sure... none of us are really in good shape to be fighting right now.
[So you'd better bet he's keeping a very close eye on you, Keith. He knows!! How you are!!]
But I'm glad he's okay... it seems like we got here just in time, thank goodness...
[So you'd better bet he's keeping a very close eye on you, Keith. He knows!! How you are!!]
But I'm glad he's okay... it seems like we got here just in time, thank goodness...
I pity anyone who tries to stand in her way.
[ Said without a shred of sarcasm. Seriously, don't get between Estelle and whatever she's after. It's never pretty.
And hey, it's...an attempt to cheer up. ]
[ Said without a shred of sarcasm. Seriously, don't get between Estelle and whatever she's after. It's never pretty.
And hey, it's...an attempt to cheer up. ]
[ Joshua is okay with any and every armful of Estelle that comes his way, and he doesn't even seem to notice the muddy mess she's making of his clothes as he kneels a bit lower to take a look at her leg. ]
Are you okay with walking, or should I give you a lift?
[ Granted, carrying someone is a bit risky when the fight's still raging, but at the very least, he figures he could take her piggyback and she could maybe smack anything that gets too close with her stick. ]
Are you okay with walking, or should I give you a lift?
[ Granted, carrying someone is a bit risky when the fight's still raging, but at the very least, he figures he could take her piggyback and she could maybe smack anything that gets too close with her stick. ]
[ Mikleo is the support for the rest of the fighters but when he spies a familiar face standing against one of the sirens with no weapon, he can't just leave her. So he moves to stand next to her, though Kairi may not notice seeing as how she's giving her attention to her opponent. A wave of his staff and two bursts of water shoot forward to knock the siren down.
Only then does he rest a hand on Kairi's shoulder. A sign that he's here with her. ] Are you alright?
Only then does he rest a hand on Kairi's shoulder. A sign that he's here with her. ] Are you alright?
A blind man could probably see it.
[ Joshua is under no illusions about the general fragility of his mental state and the likelihood of people noticing. It's a dark and twisty hellhole in there. ]
[ Joshua is under no illusions about the general fragility of his mental state and the likelihood of people noticing. It's a dark and twisty hellhole in there. ]
[ Michael isn't the only one hitting the books in search of answers, Mikleo is as well. Actually, he's bringing back a collection of books that he'd borrowed after learning about a species called 'mermaids'. It doesn't take him long to figure out that someone else has the same idea as him. When in doubt, turn to books.
He makes his way into the library with six books and sets them on the table. ] It would help if we had some clues as to what happened besides everyone simply disappearing.
He makes his way into the library with six books and sets them on the table. ] It would help if we had some clues as to what happened besides everyone simply disappearing.
[ Just because everyone has made it back to Chroma doesn't mean everyone is safe and okay. The kidnapped individuals might be hungry or thirsty, anyone could be injured so even once they've reached the shore Mikleo moves through the crowd to heal wounds and pass out whatever food is left in his bag.
He stops when someone - one of the kidnapped - asks about everyone else. An eyebrow raises curiously, his eyes faintly amused but still worried. ]
I'm fairly certain we're the ones who should be worrying about you, not the other way around.
He stops when someone - one of the kidnapped - asks about everyone else. An eyebrow raises curiously, his eyes faintly amused but still worried. ]
I'm fairly certain we're the ones who should be worrying about you, not the other way around.
[That's... irritating. Teamwork is great, and he believes in it above anything else— except when it comes to something like this. Something where someone else feels the need to step forward into the danger before him, where he's too weak and it's showing and he's putting someone else in more danger.
He's forced to deal with a siren on the side, now, but as soon as he's cut through that one, he throws a paper spell tag at the one approaching them next, igniting it in an explosion.]
I can still handle it. I'm fine.
He's forced to deal with a siren on the side, now, but as soon as he's cut through that one, he throws a paper spell tag at the one approaching them next, igniting it in an explosion.]
I can still handle it. I'm fine.
If you know that already, then cut it out and focus. Don't give in to things like that.
[Not only are his abilities a part of him, they're what's kept him so strong and healthy. Even as a child, even before the sword was pulled, he avoided illness when everyone else was coming down with colds and whatnot, and he could lift a car without so much as breaking a sweat.
To feel the way he does now... it's almost like inhabiting an entirely different body.
He looks up at Ochako after her voice gets his attention, dark circles under his eyes and his hair an even bigger mess than usual. It's hard to tell if he needs sleep or just woke up and his face is both pale and flushed at the same time.
He gives a nod, though, dropping back in to a sitting position as he rubs hands over his face roughly.]
God, I feel like shit...
To feel the way he does now... it's almost like inhabiting an entirely different body.
He looks up at Ochako after her voice gets his attention, dark circles under his eyes and his hair an even bigger mess than usual. It's hard to tell if he needs sleep or just woke up and his face is both pale and flushed at the same time.
He gives a nod, though, dropping back in to a sitting position as he rubs hands over his face roughly.]
God, I feel like shit...
Roger that! We're--
... Actually, will everyone be able to take the boats back? Is there enough room?
... Actually, will everyone be able to take the boats back? Is there enough room?
[He doesn't quite return the hug completely, but he does put a shaking hand on her arm and lean in heavily. God, he's so tired... he feels like he hasn't slept in weeks and even with the healing every joint is continuing to ache.]
I couldn't... I couldn't help anyone back there... all my power is gone an'--...
[He feels a lump rising in his throat, voice catching.]
Nyx s-saved me an' I don't... don't think he made it...
I couldn't... I couldn't help anyone back there... all my power is gone an'--...
[He feels a lump rising in his throat, voice catching.]
Nyx s-saved me an' I don't... don't think he made it...
[When it comes to pure power there's no denying that Guren has him beat, and Aizawa turns his head away to protect his eyes from the flash of the explosion. However, that doesn't mean he's incapable of picking up the slack where it's needed, taking the opportunity to shoot his company a critical look for his quip.]
Maybe you still can, but I can too.
[Having a conversation like this isn't exactly the easiest, however, and Aizawa's forced to step back when one of the sirens nearly rips into his shoulder.]
Maybe you still can, but I can too.
[Having a conversation like this isn't exactly the easiest, however, and Aizawa's forced to step back when one of the sirens nearly rips into his shoulder.]
[ take stock fast, Cairngorm, because Lupin only hesitates for a brief moment to confirm all their parts are here before tottering over to the aforementioned couch and setting them down there with perhaps a little less delicacy than usual; once they're settled, he straightens up, heaving a huge sigh before wiping a few beads of sweat from his forehead. Suffice to say the novelty of finally being able to pick up and carry them wore off within the first five spine-straining minutes - especially since Cairngorm was so out of it that they didn't have any chance to get all cute and fluttery about it. Very tragic.
But it's fine. There are more important things to do than try and charm his favorite rock at the moment - namely, putting all said rock's limbs back together. Once he's taken a moment to catch his breath, he rests his hands on his hips, looking at the pieces of them laying about. It's a sort of surreal scene - one that would probably be more alarming if he wasn't tentatively used to it already. ]
I'm glad they did. [ Lupin doesn't know who it was, either. ] So... Same as before?
[ he has a snappy memory, so he basically remembers the process they used to put the pieces of their face back on... unless they can do it themselves. Maybe they can. ]
But it's fine. There are more important things to do than try and charm his favorite rock at the moment - namely, putting all said rock's limbs back together. Once he's taken a moment to catch his breath, he rests his hands on his hips, looking at the pieces of them laying about. It's a sort of surreal scene - one that would probably be more alarming if he wasn't tentatively used to it already. ]
I'm glad they did. [ Lupin doesn't know who it was, either. ] So... Same as before?
[ he has a snappy memory, so he basically remembers the process they used to put the pieces of their face back on... unless they can do it themselves. Maybe they can. ]
Like I said - always. Who do you take me for?
[ he's the infamous gentleman thief of Paris, please!
His brief moment of light-heartedness fades quickly as he returns to the topic at hand, however. ]
So... Who have you noticed missing? I know Akira is gone. [ because Akechi's blown a gasket over it ] Maya and Cairngorm, too.
[ he's the infamous gentleman thief of Paris, please!
His brief moment of light-heartedness fades quickly as he returns to the topic at hand, however. ]
So... Who have you noticed missing? I know Akira is gone. [ because Akechi's blown a gasket over it ] Maya and Cairngorm, too.
[ he listens, nodding once or twice as Akira explains their circumstances. It casts light on a lot of things Lupin had found suspect, to be honest - namely, that Akechi had the Persona of Robin Hood despite being a detective, and that he'd made a point of saying that justice isn't always by-the-books. So he was sort of a double agent. That doesn't surprise him. He knew Akechi was clever. ]
Funny how that works, isn't it? You start a temporary alliance with someone for business, and before you know it, you end up friends. [ by the sounds of things, Lupin has experience with this, too. Possibly with his own detective... ] I think you're right, and I'm glad for that. He needs friends. I know how he acts, but if you ask me, he's actually pretty lonely.
[ as for disbanding the Phantom Thieves... he has his own thoughts on that, but he'll get to that later. ]
Funny how that works, isn't it? You start a temporary alliance with someone for business, and before you know it, you end up friends. [ by the sounds of things, Lupin has experience with this, too. Possibly with his own detective... ] I think you're right, and I'm glad for that. He needs friends. I know how he acts, but if you ask me, he's actually pretty lonely.
[ as for disbanding the Phantom Thieves... he has his own thoughts on that, but he'll get to that later. ]
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