Event Nine.

[awashmods]

Thus, on Life’s gloomy sea, Heareth the marinere Voices sweet, from far and near, Ever singing in his ear, “Here is rest and peace for thee!”

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. On one side, an island, and a ticking clock to a gruesome death. On the other, the slow realization that those bonds everyone has been forging might mean much, much more than they first thought. Welcome to Awash's ninth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Please be sure to very clearly mark where your characters are in your prompts, so people know which they can tag depending on which group they are in. Thank you!

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[swordfucker]

[Guren's yelling as he charges, drawing his sword down in a powerful sweep that leaves black energy trailing behind it. The Siren is sliced in half, even if it leaves Guren panting, and he turns quickly back to Maya.]

Hey, are you with me? Keep moving!

[scooptimistic]

[ Abruptly returning to awareness remains a strange feeling, and Maya staggers, perplexed-- but then, very quickly understanding what just happened, she breaks into a sprint.

Might as well get to the water before any of the others get the same idea. ]

[swordfucker]

[Thankfully, things go a lot better this time. Any time one of the closer, alerted sirens opens its mouth, Guren throws some sort of paper spell tag at them and mutters under his breath, allowing it to ignite.

Those closer than that eat his sword, and there aren't too many this close to the boats, thanks to everyone helping out.

The craggy beach makes it a little difficult to navigate, though. He hops up onto one of the taller rocks, reaching for Maya's hand and glancing towards the water.]

Here, board that one there, it's just about ready to go!

[scooptimistic]

[ This is very ambitious rock-scrambling but Maya's normally athletic and energetic.

Today, she is not that energetic, but she seems to be doing her best, grasping Guren's hand when he reaches for her and vowing that if she gets brainwashed to meander into the water again that she'll at least remember her boots. ]

If you come back covered in blood, I'm absolutely going to have words for you!

[ Just. Saying. ]

[swordfucker]

[He laughs at that, helping swing her over the rocks to land on a raft. It wiggles the whole thing a bit, probably, but everyone's fine.]

I'll be sure to jump in the water first, then.

[He's technically already covered in the blood of sirens and a little bit of his own, but it's fine! His uniform is black, you can't tell. His face is mostly just dirty.]

Go on, I'll meet you back there!

[scooptimistic]

You'd better!

[ Guren, you are far too shounen.

But Maya doesn't protest, settling herself on the raft. She'll check on him later. ]