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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'm not doubting that.
[Guren snaps right back, rushing to drive his sword through the throat of the one that had attacked Aizawa. He's so hyper focused on no one getting hurt on his watch that he's leaving himself open to attacks, in turn. He's going to end up stabbed through the gut with a spear, at this rate.
But he can take that, so he's not worried.]
I can take more hits than you. [That's his defense, as he kicks this siren off his blade and whips his head to the side and kicks another one back.]
There are more of the missing over there!
[Guren snaps right back, rushing to drive his sword through the throat of the one that had attacked Aizawa. He's so hyper focused on no one getting hurt on his watch that he's leaving himself open to attacks, in turn. He's going to end up stabbed through the gut with a spear, at this rate.
But he can take that, so he's not worried.]
I can take more hits than you. [That's his defense, as he kicks this siren off his blade and whips his head to the side and kicks another one back.]
There are more of the missing over there!
[There are other people that still need help.
People that Rin couldn't help in his condition.
People he hadn't been able to help at all.
Guren looked like shit but he was still standing, which was more than Rin could say for himself at this point.
Rin was relucant to let him go back to that mess, but he had no room or energy to argue.
There was a nod, and quietly:]
Be careful...
People that Rin couldn't help in his condition.
People he hadn't been able to help at all.
Guren looked like shit but he was still standing, which was more than Rin could say for himself at this point.
Rin was relucant to let him go back to that mess, but he had no room or energy to argue.
There was a nod, and quietly:]
Be careful...
[Take his power away and he's just a weak kid with too much trauma to deal with. They were certainly making sure the strongest couldn't lay a finger on them.]
Y... yeah, sorry...
[He feels bad, having to be helped along like that from someone who was probably not faring much better than he was. He appreciates it, though, even if right then he's trying to keep himself from puking a second time.]
Are... you doin' okay? I don't wanna make things worse for you if not...
Y... yeah, sorry...
[He feels bad, having to be helped along like that from someone who was probably not faring much better than he was. He appreciates it, though, even if right then he's trying to keep himself from puking a second time.]
Are... you doin' okay? I don't wanna make things worse for you if not...
The point isn't about taking hits.
[Aizawa manages to keep his voice level, but he's starting to grow agitated from how this is somehow a point of contention between them that he has to argue. His focus nearly slips, but he hasn't forgotten that he's supposed to be covering Guren, and when one of them gets close enough to try and gut him Aizawa loops his scarf around their neck before tugging them close and driving his knee into their face.
Meanwhile, he hasn't forgotten about their overall goal either, and once the siren he's fighting is properly dealt with he turns his attention towards the aforementioned group before glancing back at Guren.]
Cover me.
[He barely manages the request without glowering, but Aizawa is already looking away and focusing on his next course of action. Because while he's shown to be more than capable of whipping his opponents around with reckless abandon, his handling can be more careful and precise when it comes to retrieving people from tricky situations.
It's precisely how he rescues one captive in particular when they become surrounded with seemingly no room for escape, and his only warning is a brief shout not to struggle before he's aiming his scarf into the crowd and wrapping it around their waist. From there he tugs until they're sailing high out of danger, out stretching his arms once they're close enough and catching them before they crash into the ground.]
[Aizawa manages to keep his voice level, but he's starting to grow agitated from how this is somehow a point of contention between them that he has to argue. His focus nearly slips, but he hasn't forgotten that he's supposed to be covering Guren, and when one of them gets close enough to try and gut him Aizawa loops his scarf around their neck before tugging them close and driving his knee into their face.
Meanwhile, he hasn't forgotten about their overall goal either, and once the siren he's fighting is properly dealt with he turns his attention towards the aforementioned group before glancing back at Guren.]
Cover me.
[He barely manages the request without glowering, but Aizawa is already looking away and focusing on his next course of action. Because while he's shown to be more than capable of whipping his opponents around with reckless abandon, his handling can be more careful and precise when it comes to retrieving people from tricky situations.
It's precisely how he rescues one captive in particular when they become surrounded with seemingly no room for escape, and his only warning is a brief shout not to struggle before he's aiming his scarf into the crowd and wrapping it around their waist. From there he tugs until they're sailing high out of danger, out stretching his arms once they're close enough and catching them before they crash into the ground.]
[He gives his own nod, and then heads off, leaving Rin in the hands of those who will take this raft back.]
[At the very least, Guren doesn't argue that last part. He's clearly irritated, but when isn't he? What matters right now is getting these people to safety, and so he doesn't worry about how it happens, in this case. He takes on any of the sirens that begin to try to sing, first, since its their song that gives rescuing the most trouble. The kidnapping victims keep wanting to follow it.
It means that he's left vulnerable for more of the ones attacking, but he takes the scratches, bites and jabs with the spears in stride. He dodges what he can, blocks what he can't, and there's not much you can do when there's a spear through your shoulder because you were stabbing one of the ones opening its mouth to sing.
He winces, but runs his sword through that one before he just yanks the spear out and chucks it to the ground. He glances back at Aizawa to see where he's at in helping them.]
It means that he's left vulnerable for more of the ones attacking, but he takes the scratches, bites and jabs with the spears in stride. He dodges what he can, blocks what he can't, and there's not much you can do when there's a spear through your shoulder because you were stabbing one of the ones opening its mouth to sing.
He winces, but runs his sword through that one before he just yanks the spear out and chucks it to the ground. He glances back at Aizawa to see where he's at in helping them.]
[ Cairngorm is also wondering why they're even here— it's feeling more and more like a waste of time considering the sirens aren't a threat to them and they're not particularly having to work very hard to survive on this island. That certainly isn't helping them feel sympathy for the others that are stranded here, either. ]
Yeah, they swim pretty fast. I can see them when I'm underwater, though, and they're not gonna attack me if they know what's good for them. So I'll warn you. [ That's common courtesy, or at least it would be if getting stranded on islands with man-eating sirens was a common thing. They gesture her over towards the way they intended, the water splashing a bit around their legs as they walk. ] You're going to eat these fish, right?
[ So they should look for big ones!! ]
Yeah, they swim pretty fast. I can see them when I'm underwater, though, and they're not gonna attack me if they know what's good for them. So I'll warn you. [ That's common courtesy, or at least it would be if getting stranded on islands with man-eating sirens was a common thing. They gesture her over towards the way they intended, the water splashing a bit around their legs as they walk. ] You're going to eat these fish, right?
[ So they should look for big ones!! ]
I'm not, whatever that is...
[ Marriage?!? That's a foreign concept only seen in books, to them, unfortunately. They let the other pick them up (not that they can really protest much in this form), though not without giving his stand a slightly confused look. Where have they seen an ability like this before... ]
What, you have one of those Persona things, too?
[ summoning a big tall thing? that carries stuff? definitely rings a bell! ]
[ Marriage?!? That's a foreign concept only seen in books, to them, unfortunately. They let the other pick them up (not that they can really protest much in this form), though not without giving his stand a slightly confused look. Where have they seen an ability like this before... ]
What, you have one of those Persona things, too?
[ summoning a big tall thing? that carries stuff? definitely rings a bell! ]
[ They make a face at the word "trust", before quite literally just holding their face in their palm. When it's put like that it sounds a lot more... mushy. It's just that they're trying to be practical. Now they have to be sulky about that too!!! ]
Just that whoever takes a piece needs to bring it to my house in Flavo. [ They'll have to break themself into small enough pieces that humans can carry on multiple different boats, which only adds to the probability that something will get lost. This is so sad... ] It's the only house without color there. As long as one of them knows and everything is in one place, I'll get rebuilt eventually...
[ How long that will take is a mystery! But it's not exactly like they have time to come up with a greater plan. ]
You can manage to pass on all that information?
Just that whoever takes a piece needs to bring it to my house in Flavo. [ They'll have to break themself into small enough pieces that humans can carry on multiple different boats, which only adds to the probability that something will get lost. This is so sad... ] It's the only house without color there. As long as one of them knows and everything is in one place, I'll get rebuilt eventually...
[ How long that will take is a mystery! But it's not exactly like they have time to come up with a greater plan. ]
You can manage to pass on all that information?
...?
[ Unsurprisingly, they're momentarily confused by the question, not recalling what he's referring to in the slightest. It definitely takes a few moments for them to jump through the hoops of oh, he's saying he's helped do this before and this is probably why I set things up this way before cutting all my limbs off. ]
I don't remember before, but we'll have to repair the legs first before I put them on. That arm will likely be an issue, too... but maybe you already know that.
[ They'll have to see if it'll reattach correctly with their... admittedly not top-tier glue they made. They've never tried gluing back on pieces this big with it, so they look thoughtful for a brief moment, looking between the pieces on the table and their alleged friend, who looks way more tired than they were expecting. ]
There should be resin and brushes in my room— unless you are too tired to carry it.
[ yes this is an appropriate time for the dry comedy shtick ]
[ Unsurprisingly, they're momentarily confused by the question, not recalling what he's referring to in the slightest. It definitely takes a few moments for them to jump through the hoops of oh, he's saying he's helped do this before and this is probably why I set things up this way before cutting all my limbs off. ]
I don't remember before, but we'll have to repair the legs first before I put them on. That arm will likely be an issue, too... but maybe you already know that.
[ They'll have to see if it'll reattach correctly with their... admittedly not top-tier glue they made. They've never tried gluing back on pieces this big with it, so they look thoughtful for a brief moment, looking between the pieces on the table and their alleged friend, who looks way more tired than they were expecting. ]
There should be resin and brushes in my room— unless you are too tired to carry it.
[ yes this is an appropriate time for the dry comedy shtick ]
Gah?!
[ you did your best, zelda, but dextera can’t believe this is the path she’s chosen to take.
he stumbles back, this time in surprise rather than exhaustion. even when zelda’s body hits the siren, it seems much more concerned with rescuing his sword from this horrible human holding it hostage. it reaches out with a clawed, webbed hand, struggling to get away from zelda.
it shrieks, but at least it’s not a song. ]
Stay there!
[ hold it down, he means, but he’s trying to think fast and sign is like his sixth language, not his first. ]
[ you did your best, zelda, but dextera can’t believe this is the path she’s chosen to take.
he stumbles back, this time in surprise rather than exhaustion. even when zelda’s body hits the siren, it seems much more concerned with rescuing his sword from this horrible human holding it hostage. it reaches out with a clawed, webbed hand, struggling to get away from zelda.
it shrieks, but at least it’s not a song. ]
Stay there!
[ hold it down, he means, but he’s trying to think fast and sign is like his sixth language, not his first. ]
Tt. Powers are so useless. [It's more of an exhaled exasperation than any kind of insult directed specifically at Shouto.] Just because you have special abilities doesn't mean you have to be a moron who relies on them completely.
If you knew how to gather driftwood, you should know how to light it without throwing fire from your fingers. Look. [He lifts his own hands, mimicking Shouto in holding the flint and the stone in each hand even if nothing is there.
He goes through the motions, slow at first, then as quick as it'd need to be for sparks. Hm. Hopefully Shouto's lingering ability won't make this explode into flame on the two of them...] The flint sparks when struck by something sharp enough. You're trying to create the sparks to catch on something that'll light easily.
Usually grass or paper or lighter--gas, too, if you have it. We didn't have anything but driftwood, unfortunately, so it took longer. You try. Make some sparks.
If you knew how to gather driftwood, you should know how to light it without throwing fire from your fingers. Look. [He lifts his own hands, mimicking Shouto in holding the flint and the stone in each hand even if nothing is there.
He goes through the motions, slow at first, then as quick as it'd need to be for sparks. Hm. Hopefully Shouto's lingering ability won't make this explode into flame on the two of them...] The flint sparks when struck by something sharp enough. You're trying to create the sparks to catch on something that'll light easily.
Usually grass or paper or lighter--gas, too, if you have it. We didn't have anything but driftwood, unfortunately, so it took longer. You try. Make some sparks.
Unfortunately for you, I'm not either. So I have no qualms pulverizing your face to get you back to Chroma. [Guren gets a lopsided smirk and a challengingly dismissive once-over.
But Damian isn't a fool. He can see through some of Guren's facade now. A man who cares too much and pretends to care too little. He can relate.
Before Damian can even get turned completely around, his face falls into something surprisingly soft and worried again, something a little militant and serious too. He takes off across the rocks with renewed gusto, and he doesn't stop until he weaves all the way through the people to his father.
Without any kind of care for prying eyes, he pauses, then he jumps the man in a hug when Bruce finally kneels.]
But Damian isn't a fool. He can see through some of Guren's facade now. A man who cares too much and pretends to care too little. He can relate.
Before Damian can even get turned completely around, his face falls into something surprisingly soft and worried again, something a little militant and serious too. He takes off across the rocks with renewed gusto, and he doesn't stop until he weaves all the way through the people to his father.
Without any kind of care for prying eyes, he pauses, then he jumps the man in a hug when Bruce finally kneels.]
[ As soon as Zelda explains how she ended up here, Elizabeth's expression of general concern changes to one of open sympathy. She almost regrets asking, since that's... sad, she thinks. Elizabeth may not have a connection to her mother (she had only just found out who she even was before coming here), but it's easy to feel empathy for that kind of deception. ]
I'm sorry.
[ That it happened, and maybe for asking. Her sympathies are sincere, regardless. ]
I heard a... friend of mine. [ Or at least "friend" is the easiest word to pick without diving into a long explanation of the complicated relationship she has with Booker. ] He was calling for help, so I thought maybe he didn't end up in the well for some reason.
[ She shrugs, since it probably sounds silly, but that isn't at all surprising for Booker... ]
I'm sorry.
[ That it happened, and maybe for asking. Her sympathies are sincere, regardless. ]
I heard a... friend of mine. [ Or at least "friend" is the easiest word to pick without diving into a long explanation of the complicated relationship she has with Booker. ] He was calling for help, so I thought maybe he didn't end up in the well for some reason.
[ She shrugs, since it probably sounds silly, but that isn't at all surprising for Booker... ]
You're... not actually that far away here.
[It didn't actually take that long to sail here?]
So if we need to make multiple trips, it's not a big deal...we should probably take you guys off the island first with some guides, since the Sirens were after you all in particular.
[It didn't actually take that long to sail here?]
So if we need to make multiple trips, it's not a big deal...we should probably take you guys off the island first with some guides, since the Sirens were after you all in particular.
[He frowns in response; he hadn't known Akira and Cairngorm were gone yet, and that's alarming too.]
... Ochako-san, Todoroki-san and Caramia-san too... John and Kitagawa-san...
[And more people he hasn't had the chance to look for yet.]
... A lot of people are missing. More than we've had to deal with before, other than when we were split up by color...
... Ochako-san, Todoroki-san and Caramia-san too... John and Kitagawa-san...
[And more people he hasn't had the chance to look for yet.]
... A lot of people are missing. More than we've had to deal with before, other than when we were split up by color...
Yeah.
[He says it confidently enough, letting his eyes flick back to them seriously.] I'll make sure all of you gets back. I'm not leaving anyone on this island, and that counts every piece of you.
[He'll scavenger hunt for their body parts, sure.]
[He says it confidently enough, letting his eyes flick back to them seriously.] I'll make sure all of you gets back. I'm not leaving anyone on this island, and that counts every piece of you.
[He'll scavenger hunt for their body parts, sure.]
[Guren is quiet at that, watching as Damian takes off. He waits until that scene unfolds and lasts for a second before he turns and goes back towards the sirens, and any stragglers who might need help. He needs to make sure everyone is gone. He needs to actually do something right, to help everyone get back.
It's not enough. But it's something.
He's gone now!!]
It's not enough. But it's something.
He's gone now!!]
...
[He doesn't like answering that question normally. In a better situation, he'd outright deny it, call them all brats and annoyances. But as it is now, he's too worried.]
I'm just doing what anyone in charge should do. [He still tries to take the personal touch away from it, though. But he's obvious.]
[He doesn't like answering that question normally. In a better situation, he'd outright deny it, call them all brats and annoyances. But as it is now, he's too worried.]
I'm just doing what anyone in charge should do. [He still tries to take the personal touch away from it, though. But he's obvious.]
[Ah... certainly explains a few things. She does recall hearing on the 'network' something about the dead not truly staying dead... but it's best not to tell him if she can't remember all the details. Instead, she gently strokes his hair, letting him cry if he needs to.]
You did your best. That's all anyone could ask for... and I doubt Sir Nyx had any regrets about helping you. You're here... you're alive. You can learn. You can improve. You can make sure it won't happen again.
You did your best. That's all anyone could ask for... and I doubt Sir Nyx had any regrets about helping you. You're here... you're alive. You can learn. You can improve. You can make sure it won't happen again.
[She shakes her head.]
... Using a lot of magic in succession takes a toll on the tome, and the body... Don't worry about me. I'll be all right.
... Using a lot of magic in succession takes a toll on the tome, and the body... Don't worry about me. I'll be all right.
[ Ryo just gives Damian a flat look and begins to carefully wrap the strips of cloth around the handle. ]
Do you have any other suggestions on how to improve this spear?
[ Damian looks a little too young to know anything useful about weapons, but Ryo knows better than to dismiss someone because of their age. When he was this boy's age, he was in college and he knew more than most of the grown-ups he was surrounded with. ]
Do you have any other suggestions on how to improve this spear?
[ Damian looks a little too young to know anything useful about weapons, but Ryo knows better than to dismiss someone because of their age. When he was this boy's age, he was in college and he knew more than most of the grown-ups he was surrounded with. ]
I understand.
[ He nods, honestly glad that others have had similar foresight to his, though maybe for the wrong reasons. More than anything, he would hate to be forced to share the supplies he had gathered only for the select few he actually gives a damn about. ]
Do you intend to follow a tactical plan similar to the defense force? I know some of the team leaders are currently missing, so I'm wondering if there are any interim leaders that we should report to.
[ He nods, honestly glad that others have had similar foresight to his, though maybe for the wrong reasons. More than anything, he would hate to be forced to share the supplies he had gathered only for the select few he actually gives a damn about. ]
Do you intend to follow a tactical plan similar to the defense force? I know some of the team leaders are currently missing, so I'm wondering if there are any interim leaders that we should report to.
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