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soul_logs2012-06-23 10:06 pm
daddyscythe) wrote in soul_logs2012-06-23 10:06 pm
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[OPEN] June 2012 Intro Log
Characters: OPEN
Where: Inside Shibusen - The Tour
Rating: Gen
Time: March 1 onwards
Description: Welcome to Death City! Ignore the sand.
It’s one of those days when the BREW starts making the weird energy readings it gives when about to pull people into Death City. Shibusen prepares the place as usual, setting up their tables, the communicators, and calling for the agents who kindly volunteered every time this happened.
Just before the BREW starts, however, a cloud of sand rolls over the city and covers it in darkness, dust, and wind, going high enough to envelop even Shibusen on top of its normally safe location overlooking the city. The alarms go out, the residents quickly retreat to shelter, and Shibusen...
Needless to say, Shibusen isn’t happy about this, and resignedly prepares the dorms instead.
ooc: Player characters will also be joining the log. Everything after the sub thread Dormitories is open to all characters, and people are free to make their own threads. Please put a header on it: [NAME][LOCATION][OPEN/CLOSE]
Where: Inside Shibusen - The Tour
Rating: Gen
Time: March 1 onwards
Description: Welcome to Death City! Ignore the sand.
It’s one of those days when the BREW starts making the weird energy readings it gives when about to pull people into Death City. Shibusen prepares the place as usual, setting up their tables, the communicators, and calling for the agents who kindly volunteered every time this happened.
Just before the BREW starts, however, a cloud of sand rolls over the city and covers it in darkness, dust, and wind, going high enough to envelop even Shibusen on top of its normally safe location overlooking the city. The alarms go out, the residents quickly retreat to shelter, and Shibusen...
Needless to say, Shibusen isn’t happy about this, and resignedly prepares the dorms instead.
ooc: Player characters will also be joining the log. Everything after the sub thread Dormitories is open to all characters, and people are free to make their own threads. Please put a header on it: [NAME][LOCATION][OPEN/CLOSE]
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Just keep your airways protected and follow my voice!
[This really would have worked better the other way around, but he wasn't going to risk that.]
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As soon as she starts coughing, she knows what needs to be done. So she covers her mouth, pulling up her shirt to do so. She still coughs a little more, to clear her throat completely; and even though it's getting harder and harder, she keeps walking towards him.
It feels like she's getting closer to him, at least...and she knows he must be worried about her, so she can't just say nothing like he wants.]
I'll be okay!
[...Is that a glimpse of his black robe that she sees?
It doesn't look familiar. But it's someone, so onward she goes!]
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Just be sure to let me know if you need help. But keep that brief.
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She doesn't answer him this time; but rather, she'll reach forward once she's close enough and grab onto said robe. She knows it's him--!!]
Oh thanks for deciding I marked this as read, phone...
Clover?
oh mine's done that before too :|
SCREW THE SAND, SHE'S HUGGING HIM.]
It's me! You're really here...
[But couldn't you have appeared indoors or something. Seriously--]
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Yes, wherever "here" is. Unless everything I've ever heard about old cruise liners is inaccurate.
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Does he not remember? He can't see of course, and things must feel different because of the sandstorm, but-- that doesn't make any sense.
Ugh, and sand is getting into her eyes now, too...
...
...]
Let's get somewhere safe first. We can't talk out here.
[FINE.
She's letting go now. She knows the general direction to get home at least, so she holds tightly to his hand, and tug lightly to lead him. As always.]
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Of course.
[And he follows without another comment. Yes, he was quite used to this.]
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Okay, maybe more like a half an hour to forty minutes or so, and the Creeping Crypt is finally in view. They're quiet for most of the trip, though Clover's excitement is obvious, and when they finally, finally enter, she starts breathing in deeply, just because she can.
She lets go of his hand-- they're both sweaty by this point-- but doesn't go anywhere far.]
We're here.
[She lives on the ninth floor but screw that. They can take a break and catch their breath for a minute in the lobby here...]