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Who: All characters with air as their element
When: OOC: 10/15 - 10/22 ; IC: 3/22 - 3/26
Where: Mountains! Cliffs! High places!
What: It's time for the legitimate reward -- a safe place to live for the rest of your happy, contented lives
Rating/Warning: PG-13: Some scary images, some violence. Please let the mods know if the rating goes up or the log needs to be locked!

//event020.EXE

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.

//SCENARIOS.EXE

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.

[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with sensitive or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the log. ]

//RUN.EXE

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.

There are 60 characters with the element of air.

Thank you!

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( phase ii )

[cold hardly even begins to describe the way roxas feels right now. he's definitely not well equipped for this weather in a t-shirt, and generally just far more accustomed to warmer temperatures. most places he'd been to in his life had been temperate—though the desert was oppressively hot, his black coat had normally protected him better from the elements. and maybe that would work for the cold. but he doesn't have that coat, so he feels more like someone trapped him in a giant blizzaga for a week.

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]

( phase iv )

[seeking a bit of solace sounds like a good idea. it's still dark when roxas separates from the others—not terribly far, but enough for him to get away from the hustle and bustle of the others looking to see what comes next. he's got a lot on his mind that stretches well beyond anything that ceres or the deities. it's all existential, and seems to fit well with the surroundings. despite everything, he finds a place to sit and stare out into what seems like an infinite horizon.

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.]

[ Mary's stuck close to familiar faces - as much as she could when there were so many missing- so it's not long after she's found herself a blanket from the house at the top that she thinks to properly look for Roxas. With the sun slowly rising, it's become somewhat easier to see, but it still takes her some time to locate him.

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. ]

[it isn't until roxas catches mary in his peripheral vision that he realizes he's not alone; it startles him for a brief moment before his shoulders relax.]

Mary... [it sounds a little relieved, like he's glad that it's a familiar face. or maybe he's glad to not be alone, despite the fact that he'd consciously chosen to come out here by himself. it doesn't take long for his gaze to shift back towards the sky.]

It's a nice sunrise, isn't it? [it's captivating, even if the people he wants to share it with most can't see it.]

Yeah... this is a lot nicer than watching it from a window. [ Except even with a blanket, she's shivering. And they're still missing more than half of the people they'd started out with. And it took being attacked by griffins to get here. But that aside, it's all a very sight to behold!

It's the relief in Roxas' voice that sticks with her, and Mary hesitates, before shifting her gaze from the slowly brightening sky back to his face. ]

... Are you okay, Roxas? You looked a little... alone. [ Lonely, she meant, but that works too. ]

I was just thinking about some things. I haven't... really had time to think about much since we got separated from everyone else.

[he draws in a breath, then exhales, watching the vapor. it's definitely cold, but with things relatively calm for the time being, he thinks he can spare a bit of energy. so for a moment, he goes silent, closing his eyes to focus his energy. there's no name calling or incantation, but he casts a firaga on a small pile of sticks and branches that seemed (almost conveniently, right?) placed near them.

it probably won't last that long, because his magic isn't very strong, but it should be at least enough to warm them both up a little for a few minutes.]

What about you, Mary? Why... did you decide to come out here? [he figures it still had to be pretty dark for most people to go exploring, so the company is unexpected.]

[ The sudden fire prompts a surprised flinch, but at least her reaction isn't as dramatic as it could be. Mary's seen a few instances of impromptu fire-summoning since this whole mess had started, and she regards the crackling flames with a grateful smile, extending her palms from the blanket to warm them.

... Until his question draws her back to the moment, and she blinks at him. ]

I couldn't find you. [ Simply uttered, without hesitation. Mary likes to know where her friends are, and when one of them hadn't been with the rest of the group, well. ] So I got worried.

[ There's a pause, and then she adds: ] I'm really tired, though, so if you wanna be alone somewhere else or something, just tell me first. We don't have to talk about what you were thinking about either, if you don't want to.

You... were looking for me?

[he sounds a little surprised at that; roxas didn't really expect for anyone to be looking for him. especially not at this hour.]

Sorry if I worried you. [he means that.] I didn't think anyone would notice right now.

[his focus turns to her, and he offers a small smile. it's obvious he's still got a lot on his mind—roxas isn't good at masking these things at all. but he's trying to put it aside to not worry her.] You should get some rest, shouldn't you? We don't know what else is gonna happen.

Edited 2015-10-18 19:38 (UTC)

I'll rest when you rest. [ The firm tone might come as a surprise, to those who haven't witnessed Mary's stubbornness before, but there it is. ]

It's hard to rest when you're bothered, right? So until you feel less bothered, I want to stay with you.

Edited 2015-10-18 21:00 (UTC)

[her tone is surprisingly firm... so even if he wants to protest a bit, it almost feels wrong to. she seems so determined, and who is he to argue with that conviction? roxas can't decide what's best for her, after all. he can't even figure out what's best for himself.

his gaze casts out on the sunrise once again.]

It looks nice, doesn't it? The sunrise. I don't think I've ever watched one before. [there's still some distance in his tone; he changes the subject as swiftly as he can. he's not sure he'll feel less bothered anytime soon, but he's going to do his best so that mary will actually get some rest soon.]

Ever? [ You'll have to forgive her for the surprise, Roxas. She didn't quite expect that. Maybe because he still seemed wide awake at this point, so maybe he was used to staying up until the sun came out. Or-- ]

Do you sleep in a lot? Or go to bed late?

[ There's a lot of reasons, she's sure. ]

No, it's not like that.

[he shakes his head. this... this he can probably tell her without explaining too much, right?] The place where I lived before, the sky was always dark.

There was another place I went a lot... but there, it was always sunset. So I never really got to see the sun come up like this. [after a short pause, he adds:] I guess it probably sounds like kind of a weird place that way, huh.

It sounds like something from a story. [ Mary's smiling, though, bright-eyed. ] Like the ones I used to read all the time. Like a kingdom that's cursed to eternal darkness until someone arrives to bring the sun back. A place that's always sunset doesn't sound like a curse at all, though... the sky must be beautiful.

[ She closes her eyes, to try and imagine it-- and nearly sticks her hands too close to the fire, Mary don't singe your fingers. ]

I'm glad you could see the sky like this, though. A sky that's always dark doesn't seem as interesting, even if I like the stars too.

Yeah. The sunsets... those are my favorite. This is nice, but it doesn't really compare at all to that.

[in his opinion, at least. but the rest of that thought is lost when he sees mary's hands edging too close to the flame.] Whoa—be careful!

[roxas is quick to put his hand over her wrists lightly to stop her from burning herself.] It's still really hot, even if it's not strong magic...

[don't scare him like that!]

Huh--? Oh!

[ Oh, whoops, the light weight on her wrists catches her by surprise more than the realization that she almost burned herself does. Mary lifts her eyes to his face, almost guiltily. ]

S-sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I guess I'm still cold.

[ Snakes were cold-blooded, after all, even with that 3/4ths human blood running through her veins. ]

[after a moment, he'll pull his hand back, but the concern is still present on his face. at least this is doing a decent job of distracting him from his existential crisis.]

If you're that cold, you should try to find somewhere warmer to be... [not that he just wants her to up and leave, necessarily.] Can't you get a cold this way?

Maybe... but it's okay. I know what to do if I get a cold now. [ AKA wheeze and sniffle miserably and drink tea. ]

Besides, I said I'd stay with you, remember?

I know... but...

[mary, why you gotta do this!?] I don't want you to get sick because of me.

It wouldn't be your fault. [ It would be floundering in snow drifts about her height, probably. If she doesn't get sick from this whole ordeal, it'll be some minor miracle. ]

And shouldn't you be more worried about you? You could get sick, too.

I'm okay... I'm not that cold, anyway.

[he's cold, but he's been using his fire spells to keep warm when he needs it. the truth of the matter is that he probably will end up with a cold, not having his signature coat and all. but that's neither here nor there.]

We've had a long trip though, ever since we got pulled away from the city. So... try not to push yourself too much, okay?

... You know, [ softly, because maybe she's tired or speaking loudly takes too much energy, or her teeth are less likely to chatter if she speaks quietly-- ] I'm not the only one who went through all of that, Roxas.

[ Granted, between the two of them, Roxas has the better stamina. And fighting ability. And is, in general, probably the one less likely to cause concern, but. ]

I'll be careful, but this time, it's not about me. It's about you, even if you never really talk about yourself or how you're feeling, and you just worry about me instead.

[ Like now. ]

It's fine... I'm used to things like this. Things that take a lot of work, I mean.

[she's clearly colder and more tired than he is anyway, so he doesn't see much of a need to be that concerned for himself. he can handle it, but she's clearly not in a great state to be out there for long. it worries him a lot.]

Sorry. I guess... I just don't have much to say about myself. [he's not sure what to say when it comes to that, honestly. it's different than with axel and xion, who knew what he was and what it meant. even he doesn't know how he feels a lot of the time because of it.] It's not that important anyway... nothing that you have to be worried about. There's really not much to say, I don't think.

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