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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.Yeah, that sums up that list.
[So. They're doing great. Keith frowns as he considers.]
What we've got on our side is numbers. They took a lot of us, but that means we're stronger as long as we stay in a group. Fighting and figuring out how to survive both.
[The sirens could pick them off easily one by one so they need to not give them that chance.]
[So. They're doing great. Keith frowns as he considers.]
What we've got on our side is numbers. They took a lot of us, but that means we're stronger as long as we stay in a group. Fighting and figuring out how to survive both.
[The sirens could pick them off easily one by one so they need to not give them that chance.]
...hey! That's pretty great.
[Magic. Keith will never understand it, but it definitely has its uses. He watches to see if the wood will take. It's damp, so it's hardly going up like an inferno. But still, as the spell fades he's pretty sure something is at least smoldering.]
I think that's a start.
[Magic. Keith will never understand it, but it definitely has its uses. He watches to see if the wood will take. It's damp, so it's hardly going up like an inferno. But still, as the spell fades he's pretty sure something is at least smoldering.]
I think that's a start.
[And once they hit the shore, that's Keith's cue. He shrugs the blankets off, but snags one to throw over his shoulder, moving to splash hi sway over to Hunk. He reaches to take an arm, help the other paladin to his feet.
He drapes the blanket over his shoulders and tucks himself under Hunk's arm.]
All right, big man. My turn. Lean on me, and let's go home.
He drapes the blanket over his shoulders and tucks himself under Hunk's arm.]
All right, big man. My turn. Lean on me, and let's go home.
...good.
[Sorry, Minato. He isn't always a-- NO, no this is honestly him. He's just usually got a sword or a robot and not just full on clubbing murderous merfolk.]
It'd be pretty great if the things around here stopped trying to eat us and kill us in general.
[Sorry, Minato. He isn't always a-- NO, no this is honestly him. He's just usually got a sword or a robot and not just full on clubbing murderous merfolk.]
It'd be pretty great if the things around here stopped trying to eat us and kill us in general.
[A poor excuse for a fire, but Estelle huddled close nonetheless once Nyx had it going, grateful for any little bit of warmth she could get. And when Nyx throws an arm around her, she leans into it, just a little, shivering quietly.]
Thanks.
[She offers Nyx a small smile, peering over her shoulder to get a look at him. He didn't look like he was doing so well himself..... She leans a little closer, hoping to offer what she can, though she's probably pretty cold to the touch right now. Estelle has a moment--one of many since their kidnapping--of fiercely wishing for her orbment.]
Seems like this place doesn't ever seem to stop throwing surprises at us. But at least we're not dealing with it alone though, right?
Thanks.
[She offers Nyx a small smile, peering over her shoulder to get a look at him. He didn't look like he was doing so well himself..... She leans a little closer, hoping to offer what she can, though she's probably pretty cold to the touch right now. Estelle has a moment--one of many since their kidnapping--of fiercely wishing for her orbment.]
Seems like this place doesn't ever seem to stop throwing surprises at us. But at least we're not dealing with it alone though, right?
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[ and she helps him, planting her feet to the ground to anchor herself as he uses her arm to regain his footing. she feels more relieved than she'll say when he's up and about. ]
Swimming is too dangerous with the sirens surely at bay. For now we have to keep our wits and survive until those across the sea realize where we are.
Swimming is too dangerous with the sirens surely at bay. For now we have to keep our wits and survive until those across the sea realize where we are.
[ her brow furrows at that speculation, and the tone of her voice is a dry match to her scowl. ]
A brilliant lesson. It would have never crossed my mind that we must work and stay united to overcome our obstacles. What a fantastic moral to the end of this tale of misery.
[ ...a sigh, and a pinch of her nose bridge. ]
Forgive me. That wasn't aimed at you.
A brilliant lesson. It would have never crossed my mind that we must work and stay united to overcome our obstacles. What a fantastic moral to the end of this tale of misery.
[ ...a sigh, and a pinch of her nose bridge. ]
Forgive me. That wasn't aimed at you.
[STOP MICHAEL JUST SEEMS PURE AND SOFT??]
It's shredded tobacco. [though she says it like tabako, which Michael can probably assume is rightly tobacco if he's seen enough anime about it.] They shred it up so they can smoke it more easily, and they usually use a pipe or kiseru to do that.
[that's what her brother has!!!]
I don't think I've seen a pipe like that anywhere here... And I didn't bring it back with me from my world either, otherwise I'd show you.
It's shredded tobacco. [though she says it like tabako, which Michael can probably assume is rightly tobacco if he's seen enough anime about it.] They shred it up so they can smoke it more easily, and they usually use a pipe or kiseru to do that.
[that's what her brother has!!!]
I don't think I've seen a pipe like that anywhere here... And I didn't bring it back with me from my world either, otherwise I'd show you.
And you're all working as hard as you can. [ really, the way people help each other here like second nature is truly inspiring to see. ] I hope you're feeling alright as well... hm. Have we met before?
[ he seems vaguely familiar, but she can't place it and normally she's good at remembering faces. ]
[ he seems vaguely familiar, but she can't place it and normally she's good at remembering faces. ]
My, that would certainly hurt just about anyone really. Throats are one of the more fragile parts of the body. I'd suggest going for the solar plexus as well.
[ she points to maya's mid-section, just in case she doesn't know what zelda means. ]
Knocks the air right out of you.
[ she points to maya's mid-section, just in case she doesn't know what zelda means. ]
Knocks the air right out of you.
[ muttered, tired and weary: ] Don't tell me what to do.
[ even so she'll use his arm as leverage to get back to proper balance. 'take it easy' - as if she knows how. but she feels far more exhausted now, that single blast alone being all she could summon up. damn sirens.
thankfully they get to the boats from there without further interruption, and some others have gathered too already, though the evacuation further in-land still audibly continue on. ]
...I think I'll be fine from here. I suppose you plan to head back in?
[ as if she really needs to ask such a non-question. ]
[ even so she'll use his arm as leverage to get back to proper balance. 'take it easy' - as if she knows how. but she feels far more exhausted now, that single blast alone being all she could summon up. damn sirens.
thankfully they get to the boats from there without further interruption, and some others have gathered too already, though the evacuation further in-land still audibly continue on. ]
...I think I'll be fine from here. I suppose you plan to head back in?
[ as if she really needs to ask such a non-question. ]
Haha. You don't sound like a princess at all when you snap like that.
[It's teasing, light, and he's completely fine with her being snappy. He understands it. He knows. But if he takes it easier on her, it'll make her even more aware of how weak she feels right now. He's not looking for that. He won't treat her any differently.]
Yeah. I need to make sure no one gets left behind. [Curse marks on his face, wounds— actually, it looks as though his wounds aren't really there, any more. The most recent ones are nearly closed up, too. He still looks so sick, though.]
I'll meet up with you back in the town, after we've all had enough time to rest.
[It's teasing, light, and he's completely fine with her being snappy. He understands it. He knows. But if he takes it easier on her, it'll make her even more aware of how weak she feels right now. He's not looking for that. He won't treat her any differently.]
Yeah. I need to make sure no one gets left behind. [Curse marks on his face, wounds— actually, it looks as though his wounds aren't really there, any more. The most recent ones are nearly closed up, too. He still looks so sick, though.]
I'll meet up with you back in the town, after we've all had enough time to rest.
[ For the most part, Mikleo has defaulted to working on the assumption that most people here can see him. Mostly because being caught trying to act as if he's invisible is quite embarrassing, especially if someone can see whatever he's doing.
Even though he's exchanged food with this particular individual earlier this month, well... Mikleo sent his not-so-invisible friend Sorey to do the job so as to not freak anyone out. This way no jars and no food were harmed in the process.
However, he is currently without that visible friend so he has to do everything himself. It's clear that Michael is not someone who can see him but does see the books. So he whips out a notebook to write in (which is already visible from earlier encounters). ]
Yes, there is. Unfortunately not everyone has the ability to see me.
[ The words appear on a page of the notebook. ]
Even though he's exchanged food with this particular individual earlier this month, well... Mikleo sent his not-so-invisible friend Sorey to do the job so as to not freak anyone out. This way no jars and no food were harmed in the process.
However, he is currently without that visible friend so he has to do everything himself. It's clear that Michael is not someone who can see him but does see the books. So he whips out a notebook to write in (which is already visible from earlier encounters). ]
Yes, there is. Unfortunately not everyone has the ability to see me.
[ The words appear on a page of the notebook. ]
[ The circle is complete, Mikleo has now met all three of the Destiny Islands kids. Mikleo can't help but smile at Sora's reaction because he can absolutely understand how the other teen feels. ]
Were I in your position, I would be doing the same but you should humor your friends and let them worry about you for a while. I bet they'll feel a lot better if you do.
[ Without any hesitation, he reaches out a hand and a blue wisp covers Sora - at least helping along the healing of that gash. ]
Yes, I was on one of the boats though I was mainly there for support and healing. [ A nod of his head. ] You're welcome. Did all of you manage to find something to eat out there?
Were I in your position, I would be doing the same but you should humor your friends and let them worry about you for a while. I bet they'll feel a lot better if you do.
[ Without any hesitation, he reaches out a hand and a blue wisp covers Sora - at least helping along the healing of that gash. ]
Yes, I was on one of the boats though I was mainly there for support and healing. [ A nod of his head. ] You're welcome. Did all of you manage to find something to eat out there?
How ominous.
[Though it makes sense. The composition between organic and inorganic objects can differ greatly so he can see what kind of complications Giorno might run into mingling the two. In a way, it's sort of the opposite of Yaoyorozu's quirk.]
Regardless, that's impressive.
[Though it makes sense. The composition between organic and inorganic objects can differ greatly so he can see what kind of complications Giorno might run into mingling the two. In a way, it's sort of the opposite of Yaoyorozu's quirk.]
Regardless, that's impressive.
[The trek back to the rafts is a quiet affair, though it's less because of Aizawa's personal preference and more because of the sheer exhaustion that's been building up over the course of the past several days. Still, they're far from done, and Aizawa wastes no time checking to see if everyone he recognizes is accounted for.
Of course, he's only familiar with a fraction of the people here, and so after he's finished he glances back over to Guren for his affirmation.]
How's it look?
Of course, he's only familiar with a fraction of the people here, and so after he's finished he glances back over to Guren for his affirmation.]
How's it look?
Isn't it? [ giorno says this rather proudly. ] It has a variety of applications and makes it rather unpredictable.
[ a pity he's not the kind of tank you need in battle, but he's there to keep people from dying and help them keep the fight going. there's plenty that giorno doesn't show when it comes to his powers, but he's rather proud of it. ]
[ a pity he's not the kind of tank you need in battle, but he's there to keep people from dying and help them keep the fight going. there's plenty that giorno doesn't show when it comes to his powers, but he's rather proud of it. ]
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