It’s been a few days in the jungle now and hopefully you haven’t managed to die just yet – after all, the fun’s just begun.
On the seventh day of trekking the wilderness, each character who has Air in their heart will suddenly find themselves pausing in the middle of the day. Suddenly they’re able to feel the patterns of the wind in the air. A chill passes through them as a breeze will kick up.
Then without warning, they’re lifted right off the ground and cast up into the sky. At least they don’t have time to be scared as they suddenly lose consciousness after floating for a few seconds.
Don’t worry. It’ll get better. When they wake up, they hear the following message in a wispy way, carried along by the breeze itself –
 It is not the correct time to be sleeping. You must awaken.
There is something that needs to be done.
You need to be the one to do it.
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PHASE I [ day one ] Anyone here with a fear of heights? Yes? Well, that’s too bad. When air characters awaken, they’ll find themselves cast right into the mountains of Tellus. It’s rocky, the path is minimal at best and non-existent at worse, and there are screeches of something dangerous and angry calling in the distance.
Caeli demonstrates his poor sense of direction once again as characters wake up and find themselves on a mountainous ledge. There is no apparent path -– except for across a dangerous ravine that dips down to the base of the mountain. There is no end in sight when one looks down, instead only pure black depths.
The cloud waits on the other side, floating patiently. Caeli gives one instruction: “Jump.”
But try not to fall in, that would be a sad start to the trip. Thankfully, the distance across isn't really too far, and Caeli might give those who can't quite make the jump a little boost -- but you still have to be brave enough to make the jump or be left behind.
PHASE II [ day one ] Well, one way or another, you seemed to have made it. From there, it’s just one long hike where you’re stuck following a cloud that simply doesn’t feel like responding to your calls for attention. The hours drag on and the sun sets across the horizon as you are left climbing this mountain, no end in sight.
But as you climb higher and higher, the temperature drops. The hour grows later and slowly but surely, white flecks begin to fall from the sky. Cold? Hopefully you were dressed appropriately seeing as now the thick layers of snow are building and building and building – making it harder to climb as the movement now requires trudging through three to four feet of snow.
Did you want to take a break? Have fun catching hypothermia if you do!
There's definitely not much in the way of shelter, but you can try to make something out of the scant trees remaining, or create a fire. Either way, you definitely don't want to be left behind, so don't lose sight of everyone else.
PHASE III [ day two ] Whether you felt like standing guard or were fast asleep, a piercing screech will act in the place of an alarm clock.
All too soon, a flight of winged creatures will descend upon the mountain travelers, looking none too friendly. Caeli descends to offer helpfully, “Griffins. They were once mine.” To which, the beasts merely emit another piercing screech before baring their claws and moving to attack the party. They are fearsome creatures and will not fall until they are killed, consistently trying to get back on their feet even when injured.
If no one manages to lose an eye and the griffins are subdued, characters will find upon their fallen bodies that they have areas where tufts of fur are missing, leaving a clean injection spot. There are small machine implants at the back of their necks, beeping ominously. Each is branded with a different number identification. Caeli is nowhere to be found.
PHASE IV [ day three ] The summit of the mountain is typically considered the most beautiful place. For those who are seeking solace, the peak of this adventure is safely above the clouds and the sun is slowly rising in the distance. Acting as a moment of peace, it is truly beautiful.
For those who do not rest so easy, there is more to be found near the top of the mountain. One run-down shack can be found, plated with steel and amenities found inside such as blankets and coats to fight off the snow.
More worryingly, there is an operating table in the middle of the room. A white cloth drapes over it, stained with red and operating instruments resting on the edges, the gleaming metal darkened with old blood. The same tufts of feathers and fur that could be found on the griffons are scattered on the floor, claw marks digging deep into the metal of the walls.
Be careful not to touch anything. If a character comes into contact with some of the blood that stains the table or the instruments, they will immediately begin to feel hints of aggression. There will be an intense need to pick fights with those around them and the feeling will not disappear until they are knocked out (or killed, but who would want that?).
Welcome to your new home.
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Welcome to Cerealia's October event! Please visit the OOC information here, and should you have any questions, feel free to ask them here! You can also check the FAQ for more general inquiries. This event will last for the month of October, or IC 3/15 to 3/30. This log will last from 10/15 to 10/22 or IC 3/22 to 3/26. Should this event log hit Captcha, there is an all-purpose overflow here.
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[While Leia's boundless energy starts to show its limit, the cold and snow aren't very conducive to rest . . . so she doesn't stop. It's just like Kanbalar, she thinks, or the Mon Highlands. At some point, she's forgotten that she's even following Caeli, and her gaze is downcast as she treks her way forward. It's been a slow and lonely climb, but just as she thinks it, shes realizes that she's going to wish it stayed that way.
With the griffins' screeching, she stops, eyes widening as Caeli finally speaks.]
"Once"?
[Is he saying he doesn't control them anymore? Too late, though. A griffin comes sweeping in particularly close, and just as she materializes her staff, its claw catches and she's hoisted into the air at a frightening speed.]
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[After the journey so far, the view at the summit feels like a reward. She has to blink a few times, just to make sure it's real and that she's not dreaming again like she had once before. Small, breathy laughter escapes as she takes in the scene. This has to be the right place.]
Hey!! So, what now?
[She calls out to no one in particular. Where is Caeli, when something so "important" needs to be done? But then she gasps after looking around for him, finding the shack instead.]
Oh.
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One day, he thought to himself, he would become the fastest runner Cerealia had ever seen! No summit or mountain was ever going to get in his way for that! But alas, for now, he shall have to deal with his tired legs.
Although, when he sees a familiar person nearby?]
Leia-san...? Hey, Leia-san, is that you over there?
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[ caeli certainly spared no expense on their room and board. lightning catches sight of leia as she's exiting the shack and, though she wouldn't admit it, wanted to check on the girl after the fire. see if she's holding up fine.
not that any of them were particularly good at the moment. ]
There's — nothing to see in there.
[ nothing that isn't disturbing. ]
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Now we're left to rot, what else is new?
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Looks like we have a creepy place to investigate now.
[Which this is better than having nothing at all for that while they did, anyway.]
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He stops though, feeling the wind and shivering slightly as it blows through him. The moment his feet leave the ground there's a yelp as he scrambles to grab for Baymax, feeling the bot leave his fingertips as he soars into the sky. It doesn't last long though before he blacks out.
Caeli's voice is in his ear before he opens his eyes, decidedly more irritated than before. It doesn't matter if he's one of Caeli's; this stupid cloud has caused more issues than ever.]
Phase I
[Who's afraid of heights? Not this guy. He's not used to the rocky terrain but it doesn't seem to matter. He's more frustrated than ever as he stomps over the path. He hears the sounds, pausing in the middle of the path to pinpoint where they are.
He's hardly watching where he's going as he follows the sound because those aren't happy sounds. He's too curious and he needs to find a way off of the mountain. This is the only path and on a ledge at that…down isn't an option, is it?
He stares the cloud down, narrowing his eyes as he looks to the ravine and then to the other side. Anyone standing near him will soon get a look, followed by:]
What do you think? Ready to jump?
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stupid recklessnessbravery, he's also your guy.]Phase II
[He's moving pretty fast up the mountain, sneakers occasionally slipping on loose rocks as he tries to keep up with Caeli. Occasionally he can be heard yelling the cloud's name and demanding he be listened to, but it doesn't seem to care.
He's sulking. Definitely sulking. But he continues to climb, occasionally approaching anyone who seems to be lagging behind to fall into step with them.]
How much further do you think we need to go?
[As it gets colder and colder, he pauses again and stares up at the snow. His flight suit, thankfully, is designed to keep some of his body warmth but it's nothing compared to a real winter jacket. He'll come to a blockade of snow, frowning before there's another frustrated growl before he digs his hands into the pile. He's going to tunnel his way through if it kills him, blinded by determination and adrenaline (and the desire to keep warm by continuing to move.)
He's going to work all night if he has to. Feel free to either join him or try to stop him.]
Phase III
[Sleep is for the weak even if he's ready to drop. There's no time though. There's absolutely no time because the source of the screeching makes itself known as the griffins swoop in. He ducks, staring up at the monsters before baring his teeth in response.]
Once doesn't really help us at all! [You wanna fight, birds? …well, you picked the wrong person. He's going to be moving to moving to either outrun them, help those without weapons escape the attack, or jumping in to help as much as he can with two swinging fists. His goal isn't to kill but he can at least stun them…he hopes.
Or not. Two of them have decided they've had enough of him and find themselves cornering him to the side of the mountain. Oh look, a rock. Two against one?
Man, he should have listened to Yang and stopped going after huge monsters.]
Phase IV
[With the griffins subdued and escaping with limbs still in tact he continues to ascend the mountain. He's battered and bruised and his underarmor's torn in places leaving small bloody patches on the exposed parts of his skin. That's not stopping him though.
He doesn't stop until he's at the top and toppling into the shack. His limbs are stiff and mildly frozen, but he doesn't bother with the coats. He's immediately moving for the operating table to examine everything.
He's careful not to touch, hands hovering over instruments but moving nothing out of place. He picks up a feather tuft though, and by the look on his face he's more than perturbed by the findings.]
…who's experimenting on them?
[It's obvious. It's obvious and it makes him sick and he's left shivering from the cold and the dread. He'll look to whoever else is examining the scene, reaching forward to block them.]
Don't touch anything yet.
[Yet. He's thinking of how to approach this…Hiro "bad ideas" Hamada, ladies and gentlemen. You can either help him with his examination and theorizing, or try to convince him to take a break for once. Good luck to you either way.]
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I'd rather not die, thanks...
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... Which works great, until she sees what predicament Hiro is in, and then maybe Mary's spent too much time around the dumbass shounen-types, because she's instantly stumbling towards him, almost smacking into him, when she turns to face one of the two griffins lunging at him.
He might not see her eyes turn from pink to red, but the griffin she's looking at will freeze, mid-air. ]
Get the other one!
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Jump, he says. [listen, cloudman!! he doesn't have to take orders from you!? okay, so maybe he does. at least yuri looks more thoroughly unamused than actually fearful of what may happen. he's confident enough in his own ability to get across, but it just seems to mock him. for a moment, his attention turns slightly to look at the dog by his side—what he says next is actually directed at repede, but nobody just talks to their dogs, right? it's easy enough to assume he's just voicing his thoughts aloud to whoever is nearby. but no, it's for the dog.] I wonder if he forgot that we're not all clouds like he is.
[seriously. maybe he should have seen this coming, since his last conversation with caeli had been less than pleasant—maybe he should have seen people being separated coming too. this world just never quits....]
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Kinda seems out of place to me. [by which he means that it's obviously suspicious. he arches a brow—ceres related? it seems like it could be possible, but he's the furthest from knowledgable about this kind of technology. yuri's looking to defer to someone else on this. possibly while sitting his ass on the floor, trying to catch his breath and (like a total genius) using his shirt to try and clean up a fairly deep scratch in his arm from a talon nick. maybe that's less of a nick and more of a wound, but he doesn't have time to let that slow him down.]
iii - b
[ Came a voice of a girl. She walked over to him after the mess that happened with the griffins. She was a bit out of breath herself, but she could see he had a wound on his arm. ]
I can heal the injury for you if you need it. Those things were really vicious.
[ She mused pointing to the injury. They were strangers, but she was fairly good at trying to get along with everyone. ]
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If I'm spamming you, let me know!, phase I
no shhh you're always welcome here!
spamming you into forever then!
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if there's one good thing the cold provides, it's a distraction, though. it's tough to think about some of the revelations about his past that came to light while in the jungle when he's trying desperately not to become roxas ice cream. his teeth may be chattering when he finally pulls to a stop. he doesn't have any intent of being left behind, but there's something he wants to try that would be easier if he wasn't moving.]
Okay... fire... [he mutters under his breath before casting a small fira spell in the palm of his hand. his eyes do light up a bit—elemental magic is definitely not his strong suit, and doing so in this cold takes a lot of energy. that's why the fire isn't bigger, but he'll start to walk again, keeping the fira lit as long as he can. if anyone wants a brief, moving campfire, this is your guy.
but there're no promises it'll last. seriously, his magic is pretty limited, for everything else he can be pretty decent with out on the field]
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it makes him feel distant and spaced; his existence itself is fleeting, and now he feels even more alone than before. it's a bad time to let his personal problems bleed into the situation, but it's hard to help. he tucks his knees to his chest, watching on as the sun rises in the distance. it's slow, but it's different than anything he's experienced before.
he's used to sunsets, not sunrises.]
...I wish they could see this. [he mumbles quietly, before letting out a dry, almost bitter laugh.] Maybe then... we'd be able to sit here and figure out the answers.
[the answers to what? roxas doesn't specify, of course. since he thinks he's alone—he doesn't even notice any approaching footsteps as he watches on, completely engrossed in the view and his thoughts. it's the first time he's had to do this since the groups got separated by the deities, so he's just a tad bit on the distracted side. somehow, it makes him feel simultaneously better and worse, because there's an edge of familiarity to this sort of thing.]
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And even when she does, she's reluctant to approach him. She's not sure what it is... maybe it's the way he's staring out ahead of him. Maybe it's the way his back looks so small... it feels as though there's a moment she shouldn't intrude on.
But it's also a lonely feeling she gets, just from watching him, that prompts Mary to move forward, settling her blanket-clad self beside him without a word. ]
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[ He's disoriented for a moment when he awakens, and then... Huh. Something's.... something's wrong. Granted, everything's wrong, but something seems wronger than usual. He takes a moment to absorb their surroundings, the ravine, the cloud Caeli (the stupidest cloud he's ever met, by the way, not that he's met too many clouds).
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Goddammit. He turns to look at the cluster of people beside him on the ledge and starts counting. ]
Where is everyone? Where's everyone else?
[ Sixty. Fewer than half of their number. He looks up the trail, past the floating cloud... and then down, slowly into the depths of the ravine. ]
Phase 2:
[ Once he realized the Queen and the Empress weren't there, he took off immediately, flying to try to find them. He searched systematically and kept going until dusk before doubling back. No point exhausting himself searching in the dark.
Now he touches down, near a large snowdrift. He's tired and cold and he needs to rest. So he begins telekinetically hollowing out a snow cave. Even though it's frozen, snow is a good insulator, and can provide shelter from the frigid wind. Come and help, make your own cave, or sneak into his after it's done. ]
Phase 3:
[ He awakens to the shriek of griffins (and possibly an unexpected cave-mate?), sits up abruptly and..... bangs his head against the dome of the cave. ]
GAH!
[ He is done. He is so done with this shit. He's just going to stomp out of his cave and shake his fist at the griffins. ]
Hey! Hey you! Get off my lawn!
[ Who are you calling an old man? ]
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Wh-- where--??
[ Hi, Hyoubu, she'll notice you in a minute. ]
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[ Styx gives the ravine a long, hard look. He kicks a pebble in, listening and waiting and being completely not surprised when he can't hear it hit bottom. ]
[ And then he's just squatting a little ways back from the edge, scowling at the world in general. ]
Right. Fuck this. So who else thinks we should just set up camp right here?
PHASE II
[ Guess who never goes anywhere without flint and steel? That's right, this guy. Squatting in the least windy part of a hollow, Styx is hunched over a sad little pile of tinder painstakingly scavenged from his surroundings, trying to make sparks fly. It's easier said than done- even if the goblin has nimble fingers, it doesn't help when those fingers feel like frozen lumps of meat. ]
C'mon, c'mon...
[ He spits out a long string of curses as the one spark he strikes flies off in the wrong direction- and they grow even more inventive when he accidentally strikes his thumb instead. Here's hoping not too many people are depending on him. ]
PHASE III
[ Styx actually has the tools he needs to deal with an airborne threat- he's got throwing knives, some real sharp aim, and experience with hitting moving targets. Quick as a flash, the goblin's hurling daggers at the griffins, counting on the others to distract him for long enough to get a killing blow in. ]
[ Except, apparently, getting hit by throwing daggers is enough to distract the griffins toward HIM. Styx curses and beats a hasty retreat- ]
No no no no no NO NO NO-
[ - aaand gets nabbed by a griffin's claws. The beast flaps its wings and does its level best to get away with its prize, while Styx is doing his level best to brutalize the griffin with his daggers before it can rip him to shreds or get high enough to drop him. Either way, he could REALLY use some help, here. ]
PHASE IV
[ Great! Coats and blankets! They aren't going to die horrible, horrible deaths now. Styx's clothing wasn't inappropriate for the weather, but he's not going to turn down anything that'll help him keep warm, so he claims ownership of one of the coats almost immediately. ]
[ ... of course, the coats aren't exactly scaled down for goblins, so Styx trudges toward the entrance, swamped in fabric and looking like a kid playing grown-up with his dad's trenchcoat. ]
Don't you even think of laughing.
[ And he immediately plops himself down, taking a wicked-looking knife to the ends of his coat with full intention of ripping it down to fit him. ]
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Hey stop bullying people!
[ She shouted at it, slightly pissed off that someone was injured. She sure hoped the spell kept it dizzy for a bit longer. ]
Are you okay?
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III if that's cool?
I can fight too, let me help you.
[ The former princess replied approaching him. She's never really seen him fight before, but it would be a good chance to see. ] -- Raging storm huh?
[ Well that's a nice battle cry. ] Okay, Sidia let's get out of here safely.
of course!
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[ akane tsunemori is in FULL trekking gear, and she's even wearing a very thick hoodie! as people walk by, she makes sure that everyone follows the other; policing them, if you will.
though as prepared as she may look, she is actually shivering. what's up with that? ]
This… place… is so cold. . .
H- Hi! Please follow the person over there. You won't be lost. Thank you.
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[ no one is getting killed on her watch! upon the descent of the griffons, akane takes out her gun and starts shooting, aiming for the creatures' wings. if there's anybody nearby, she'll turn to face them and possibly tackle them. not unless she's assisted first! ]
It's best if you stay down! Hide behind the bush!
[ and she's back to shooting at the griffons. honestly, if her dominator only worked, this would be a lot easier. ]
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[ the cool thing about being from the future is you have neat tech that can gather data for you… except, you know, if only communications worked! but she's using her watch to scan the area, anyway. at the same time, she's taking picures of the scene to make sure everything is well documented. ]
Who lived here? [ she's merely speaking aloud, but feel free to overhear her talk to herself.
she passes a hand on the walls, getting a feel of the claw marks. and she heads for the table, inspecting the tools that were previously used… if anybody comes close to the table to touch anything, she will be stopping them— ]
Don't ruin the [ crime ] scene. There's still a lot that needs to be investigated.
[ but what else is there? the only obvious choice is to bring a griffon from the lower parts of the cliffs up here. ]
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More marks over here. Not a happy customer, I'd say.
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[ Imanotsurugi normally wouldn't mind the drop in temperature horribly, since the air's quite refreshing and the snow's pretty. But there's something about the circumstances, having no idea where you're going just higher where it's colder, combined with that and he can barely take it. He doesn't care who, he's gonna cling on to anybody nearby that would have a pulse, just to feel some warmth from the contact.]
Sorry, sorry~ I just want to feel something not-cold!
[ It sounds completely innocent, and it's genuinely meant to be when there's no point in being unscrupulous in a group like this. He's also skinny and kid-sized, thus easy to peel off if you are averse to that kind of thing. Don't worry about it. ]
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[ Unruly griffons are awful, especially since they're tenacious at both trying to claw you and not wanting to give up. He know how to to fight but he isn't the most resilient, an tiny sword can only take so much, fending them off and getting scratched up in the process... ]
Ugh, I've had it... You're all so annoying-!
[ That almost sounds upbeat like he usually is, except his glare says otherwise. Like he has garnered some renewed energy from how done he is with this planet and all the shit it keeps pulling, griffons are gonna drop and they'll stay that way with how they're getting dealt with. Imano's got a sharp dagger on him and making good use of it, with lighting-fast stabs and cuts. Behold, the Awakened State of a really ticked-off tantou spirit. ]
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[ If you want skip all the fighting and griffon-slaughter bits, thank goodness the numbers of those things out to attack people are finite. Imano's calmed down considerably afterward, but exhaustion catches up to him and he drops to sit down in the snow and hold onto his knees- now he's hurt and cold, never mind all the dead monsters and blood and everything. ]
I hate this place... I want to be back with everyone else...
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[ She's not one to give up on hope to be honest. Even if they were stranded in this place away from the people she cared about, Ishtar was still going to fight and she felt bad that the children were stuck here without their guardians or the people they care about. ]
Are you hurt anywhere? Is there anything I can heal for you, sweetheart?
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[ Nanoha's taking this almost a little too easily. It helps to be able to fly. So really, she can leave the mountain at any time, but she wants to know what the spirit is up to and there are dozens of other people here that obviously could use her help, so she's hanging around. ]
Go on, jump.
[ She's floating over the ravine, a big smile at everyone behind her. They might not know that Caeli will catch them, being a cloud and all, but they should be more confident in Nanoha. Somebody with an actual body. ]
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Right. That's enough of that.
[ A wave of her staff brings forth sixteen spheres of magical energy, and another sends them flying out to batter at any griffins that happen to so much as glance her way.
Those that manage to get close will find themselves crashing beak or claw first into a pink shield, which really isn't going to help their cause at all.
She's a veritable flying fortress, keeping as many griffins up in the air, away from her more vulnerable allies as possible, and she's getting really into the fight. Seems like she considers this stress relief. ]
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[ Nanoha doesn't mind much that Caeli seems to have flown off somewhere. Spirits have never been her sphere of expertise. After making sure that nobody's gone missing or too seriously hurt, she's started looking around the area. ]
What's this?
[ A finger runs along the operating table, checking it for dust. ]
The blood's not fully dried up yet...
[ She looks around and puts her Barrier Jacket back on, ordinary blouse and skirt making way for her magically created white outfit. ]
There might be more griffins coming again, [ she says to whoever's nearby ] so perhaps we should get some training in to make sure we can all handle them?
[ This is, in fact, her way of picking a fight. ]
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...The magic girl's here too, huh.
[ He hasn't called her that, because when he'd met her he wasn't in the mood to joke around...but now, now that his Princess is here, he's more at ease. So it's more of a remark than a greeting, but he does look up at her for a split second before he actually does take the jump and manages successfully.
He turns back to look at her, hands on his hips. ]
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[This is getting old, William thinks to himself as he looks down, noting how he can't even see the ground, they are so far up. Well, at least he can had having been up a mountain to his list of life experiences now. He's becoming quite well traveled lately.
Do they have to cross that ravine though? Apparently, the word Jump means yes. He swallows for a moment, his heart palpitating.
'Think William, think. The blasted cloud wouldn't tell you to do it unless it was possible. Probably. And besides, you have magic. If worse comes to worse, you can use a spell.' He's talking himself into it when suddenly he notices someone next to him who looks even more shaky.]
Are you going to be able to do this?
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[It being cold out here is an understatement. He'd left his coat back in the jungle and now William was sorely regretting it. But he was keeping silent and doing his best to trudge forward, but the physical activity was beginning to get to him. He'd never had a lot of endurance and trekking through the snow was taxing his reserves.
He pauses every few minutes to generate a little flame in his hands and warm himself up though. So really, it's not as bad as it could be. He'll even share with anyone who asks because morality and ethics demands as much, doesn't it?]
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[William made sure to grab one of the coats from the run down shack first before doing anything else. The sight inside had been a bit nauseating though and he'd quickly left. He had never been over fond of blood. Now though he was just looking out from the summit's view thinking on what had happened, including the griffin attack from earlier.]
I hope the people who did all of this are not coming back. It would be rather troublesome. Though for what purpose would they...
[He's rambling to himself, lost in thought as he tries to put it together. Anyone can easily interrupt him of course.]
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[If you have your own ideas, feel free to throw them at me! I'm open to phase 3 stuff as well, though William isn't much of a fighter.]
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As he kept on walking, he had to wonder why this had to happen. First a jungle and now this?! This possibly couldn't get worse right?
Of course, he answered his own question as he kept on sneezing.]
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[It's getting colder and colder and for a moment, it seems like even Tenka's mood is dropping. His brow furrows as the snow continues to fall and he's left wandering about, not a single clue where half of his family has gone.
Then when it catches his eye that the person next to him might be shivering or uncomfortable, he immediately switches off that unhappy face. Instead, he offers a grin and removes his own haori, instead moving to place it on the shoulders of whoever appears colder than he is.]
Hey, c'mon, I'm sure we're almost there! Do you need a piggyback ride?
[The big brother instincts are strong with this one.]
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[The operating table shakes him.
Tenka's poker face is much better than anyone would think to expect. However it seems that it doesn't stand a chance as he walks up to the shack and inside he finds a bloodied table with instruments ("of torture," his mind supplies) strewn about.
Instinctively, he pulls his haori closer around him and he's frozen for a moment. If you bump into him, he jumps--]
Whoa!!
[-- as if suddenly pulled out of his own personal nightmare.
Otherwise he can't bring himself to leave for a long while.]
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[ Mary instantly jerks back, hands held up and waving in front of her apologetically. She doesn't like most of what she's found in this sad little house, but seeing Tenka standing frozen like that... she'd needed to inch closer and tap his back, just to make sure he was okay. ]
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No, she's not mad at him; Inaba thinks they have good intentions, really - but her stress levels are high as it is and she's on the verge of breaking.
This month sucks. ]
⊲ phase i.
[ Inaba Himeko is clearly not dressed for this for this cold weather at all in the slightest; instead, she's garbed in the maid outfit that some may have seen her in before, if they've either visited the maid cafe or saw her earlier in the jungle wearing it. Being a city girl, she's never been on the mountains, and climbing one isn't exactly her picture of having a Good Time as she hugs her shoulders, shivering with some slight bitterness written in her expression. ]
G-Geez, first a jungle and now a mountain? [ She can feel her teeth chattering at this point. At least the jungle was a bit warmer. But when Caeli finally goes and says something at the ravine, Inaba just freezes up in place, almost rooted to the spot as she looks down.
.... Very funny, Caeli. You expect Inaba to actually jump? ] Am I supposed to say "how high"?
[ No? No... Guess not. ]
⊲ phase iii-a
Shit– [ The curse barely passes between her teeth as the screeching noise rouses her from sleep. Although she hadn't been sleeping much, if at all, during the last few days, she knows better than to keep going on this road to destruction. It's not happening. Especially now that she's pretty much figured out what the deal here is.
Or at least, the gist of it, anyway. Jumping right up to her feet, she slaps herself awake. It's not something she usually does herself, but it should at least keep her from collapsing later. ]
What the hell is... [ Words trail off as the drowsiness in her eyes seem to wash away with the sight of, well, griffins, and instead, her eyes widen with concern and surprise. ] This has got to be another goddamn joke.
[ It's not, she realizes all too quickly when Caeli speaks up. It hints Inaba on a little something that she had guessed a while back, and just when she's about to open her mouth to ask and be certain, another screech is heard, forcing the young teen to bring her hands towards, her ears, attempting to duck when they sweep down, but instead, she just ends up falling flat face down on the floor. ]
⊲ phase iii-b
[ When that is all said and done with, Inaba's curiosity seems to get the best of her. They're... not going to just wake up when she approaches one of them, right? She's wary as always as she slowly does, before hearing the beeping sound and noticing-- ]
I knew it. [ There's only a ragged sigh that passes her lips as she can only cross her arms over her chest, taking a closer look at the device by crouching down a little. ] I'm sorry that they did this to you guys.
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[ You know the drill; if you have any other ideas feel free to hit me up, I'm open! ]
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But why do you want us to jump? It looks so high up, it looks scary!
[No seriously, what's wrong with you, Caeli??]
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uh, warnings for poop talk? but that's shihoudou fo you.
[ If anyone had been paying attention while they were being picked up before passing out.
That same person is now bouncing up and down excitedly, as she stares down the ravine. Shihoudou clearly shows no problems with jumping the distance.
But since she's a kind old woman (even if one full of shit) she looks around to see if there are others who are not as confident. ]
Anyone need a lift?
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[ She pretty much dances down the path, not bothered by the exercise, the sudden shift in temperature, or the snow. And she is not at all dressed for the weather, since she's as lightly dressed as always. How is she not bothered?
As she waltzes on, she's even singing. ]
On a winding mountain path covered in poop turned to a~sh, a turdy old saint marches like a r~oach, up up up with only shit on his mi~nd, going higher and higher just to take a god big du~mp of po~op!
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Griffins? How interesting!
[ And again, this woman is not even a bit bothered by the situation. She might casually pull someone out of the way of an attack or take a step to the side to avoid one directed at her, but then... ]
I wanna ride one!
[ She just swings herself up on one. What the hell, woman? ]
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[ She leans over the operating table, only almost touching as she sniffs the blood. It's a bit harder to tell how long it's been there because of the cold, and she straightens up, crossing her arms over her chest. ]
Oh poopey. Hishigi's work is much cleaner.
so much poop
Still, he'll snort a bit at Shihoudou.]
Yeah right. I could toss you over there myself, shrimp.
[could he? probably not. But he's being manly or something right now.]
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[ Swords should't be up so high but here they are and here Mikazuki Munechika is, looking over the steep cliff with a little frown. He'd already been stuck in a tree for hours, then trapped by vines for hours, and now he's stuck up here and he has to jump while up here. Suffice to say...Mikazuki is rapidly developing a fear of heights thanks to a certain jungle and now thanks to this certain mountain!
Still...it's not like he wants to be left behind so it's time to take a leap of faith! Sort of. Mikazuki is glancing around the immediate vicinity and once he spots someone, he shuffles over and asks for their assistance. No sense in hiding his (slight) nervousness about the jump. ] Would you be so kind as to take my hand and help me jump across? [ His hand will even be offered in case. ] Though I am deign to admit it...I'm not very fond of heights.
[ An ancient sword dressed in silk kimono and golden accessories means he is absolutely NOT prepared for the cold. It's not apparent at first but he starts to fall behind the hiking group after awhile and the farther along they go...the bigger the gap between Mikazuki and the overall group becomes. He hasn't exactly trudged through feet of snow either and when you're wearing straw sandals, well...it's proving to be an exceptionally hard time. ]
Nooooo... [ Currently, Mikazuki is trying to pull his legs, heavy with snow, actually OUT of the snow he's stuck in. It's stressful because the longer he stays stuck in the snow then the harder it'll be for him to catch up! He's not going to give up at least! But boy, he's shivering with the cold and kind of wonders if swords can even get sick? Let along get hypothermia. He may be finding out. ]
[ It's obvious by the time the group has reached the summit that Mikazuki is Tired.png so he won't stick around to admire the beauty of the scenery just yet and heads for the shack instead. He notices the operating table first but doesn't seem to really think much on it just yet, opting to curl a blanket around himself and doze off in a corner of the shack for just a few minutes, his fatigue is probably in the red by now.
After his power nap however, he will crack one eye open and glance at the operating table since it is the only point of real interest in this not so humble abode. Not exactly wary about it, Mikazuki eventually heads towards the table and leans over, curiously looking at the blood that looks old but not dried out. It's almost in slow-mo as he reaches out to touch it but he can be stopped of course! No one really needs one of the strongest tachi swords to be out for blood. ]
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I wouldn't touch the blood if I were you.
[ a beat. ]
At least, if you want to look at it, make sure you're wearing gloves or just use the blanket to wipe some of it.
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[Nice can be found fighting, even though he's really freaking tired but he's doing it anyway. He's pretty grumpy from being woken up from his nap, so he'll be darting in and out of the griffins. His headphones are on (for all the good that's doing him right now), and someone might be hearing snaps before he vanishes again to beat up more griffins.
He might appear next to someone, though:]
You know, shouldn't that cloud thing be able to help us out a little bit?!
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[After the fight, he's going to be investigating the griffins. They're things he's definitely not used to seeing, after all, especially when he sees the implants. He nudges at them with his foot, careful not to get anything on him, before he bends down to get a better look at the machine.]
The only place I know of that has tech is CERES -- are they out here?
[He's not actually asking anyone in particular.]
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[A cold chill comes over him when he walks into the bloody room, but he's going to pokerface his way through it anyway. It reminds him of Facultas in a way, remembering that there were experiments going on there, and wondering just how intense they really were.
...He probably doesn't want to know.
He pushes those thoughts aside though, so that he can poke around at the room. The investigation's nice and all, but--]
Where'd the machines come from, then?
[He doesn't really see them here.]
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[You know what? Fuck this. He's fucking tired, he's cold, and he's definitely grabbing like 20 of those blankets and coats. The first 10 he's making a bed with somewhere randomly (faaaar away from the operating table), and the other 10 he's piling on top of himself before he falls asleep right then and there.
...Yeah, he's terribly troubled by what's gone on. Totally.
But does your character need a blanket? You can always grab one from him, if you really want to wake him up.]
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[ There's a dull, almost bored tone as she folds her arms over her chest. Half of it is due to the fact that she's wearing a maid outfit and well. Wearing that in this kind of weather is bullshit. ]
I mean, I did hear that they did capture some creatures at some point...
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ii [he is freezing and his hands are cold as well. He's not great at lighting fires in these conditions. He's grown too used to people who can do it for him. But he is
looming overapproaching anyone cold looking in an attempt to share his body heat or at least keep them from the wind]I could use some spiced rum about now. [especially warmed]
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[sleep? What sleep? He's been on edge since he got here and he is mildly paranoid about going to sleep in the cold and not waking up. He's experienced death once already thank you. But at least it helps him get a bit of a headstart on the griffins even if the scream scared him out of his skin. So now he's fighting them, protecting those behind him with a blood soaked spear. The left side of his face is also doused in a waterfall of blood where he was taloned. Hopefully everything is still there]
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[though he's been keeping well clear of the blood, Thatch is pissed at what he sees. Even if he can't say there's a correlation between the aggression of the griffons and what's going on here, it's obvious they were put through a great deal of pain]
When I find out who did this... [he's muttering to himself, mostly. But there's more than vengeance on his mind]
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Oi. . . I bet if you stood right here [poking at the snow with his foot] that hair of yours would keep out lots of wind.
[okay he can't be too close to death if he's gonna make wisecracks like that]
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[Even though he was miserably cold and didn't really know any of the people he was traveling with, Gintoki doesn't hesitate to spring into action when the group is threatened. Even though he doesn't have any special abilities, it's impressive how good he is with a wooden sword - how quick, how strong, how powerful.
Unfortunately, he's not as careful as he should be on a precarious mountainside. Maybe it's because he has to keep looking up at the griffons to attack, but he somehow loses track of where his feet are. After one especially hard blow to a griffon, one that has the animal dropping several feet in the air, he takes a step back from the recoil, only to slip right off the mountain-side. The look of focus on his face turns to one of panic as he starts to fall -- and he's pretty sure none of those winged monsters are going to catch him, either. This was stupid. That was really stupid! He didn't want to fall off the mountain today! Actually never! Never was a good time to fall off a damn stupid friggin mountain!!
Hopefully the loud curse he gives will alert someone to grab him before he gets a long lesson in how bad human are at flying.]
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[In general, Gintoki is going to be irritable and grumpy, mostly because of the cold. Feel free to approach him though. Granted, when they get to the top he'll be collecting some blankets and trying to warm up as much as he can, though he's mildly curious about the table and will listen to the conversations around him, he'll mostly be caring about getting warm.]
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As Takeru wanted to say something, the only things that came out were just stutters asking what he was doing but the moment that he saw him falling off? Well, he didn't need to ask, he just went into action and attempted grab a hold of Gintoki!]
H-Hold on, mister! Patamon and I are going to get you! Just don't fall off!
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