soul_mods: (Witch's Soul)
Soul Campaign Moderation Journal ([personal profile] soul_mods) wrote in [community profile] soul_logs2012-09-28 09:59 pm

[OPEN] Mission 156

Characters: Open to participants who signed up here.
Location: Lake Tahoe, CA
Rating: Various.
Time: March 27th, late morning.
Description: The second of the three Madness emitters outside Death City is the target for this mission. Bundle up, everyone -- it's gonna be a cold one.

The mission begins late in the morning, to allow the mission-goers as much sunlight as possible in the warmest part of the day. Not that it'll help much… Temperatures are well below freezing already -- unnatural even for early Spring in the mountains -- and a howling snowstorm threatens to blot out the sun, beginning up the mountain where the slope just begins to rise sharply.

The slopes themselves are fairly barren: a windswept-looking tree here, a cabin that may have once belonged to the snow patrol there, maybe a Madness-crazed bear or mountain lion. Those braving the storm are lucky enough to see five feet in front of their face in these conditions!

Those brave few who manage to make it to the top (enduring falling temperatures and defeating the corrupted fauna and hulking kishin yeti along the way) may come across their goal at the very summit of the half-mile-high mountain: the Madness emitter itself, in the eye of the storm… And one last obstacle: the Witch guarding it.



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ih8spiders: (I see)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-10-08 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
The good thing about lingering near the supplies was that he knew exactly where the blankets were, how much they still had left--Kurapika took one look at the shivering girl and immediately pointed at the nearest chair inside the supply tent.

"Sit down and take your clothes off, quickly--" An outrageous request at any other time, but he could see that her clothes were wet. He turned around, to give her a modicum of privacy, and shucked off his gloves in one deft movement, reached for the insulated chest containing the hot water bottles and snapped the clasps open in the next moment.
morecowbell: (blue in the face)

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-10-08 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
This guy... had to be kidding, right? Nanami was the epitome of modesty when it came to dressing. Her nightgown was high necked, long sleeved and floor length. Hell, she couldn't even change into her weapon form when someone was watching. Nanami stood in place, she had thought for a second to maybe take off her jacket but remained with her arms seemingly glued across her midsection. She would not undress, at least not until she was properly covered by a blanket, even then...
ih8spiders: (decisions decisions)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-10-09 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd forced himself into the medic mindset of thinking only of what needed to be done, and expecting his orders to be obeyed without question (or maybe it had been a defense mechanism against the outrage of telling a young lady to strip), so he was understandably taken aback when he turned around only to find the girl still glued to the spot, and still clothed in her wet jacket. He had a thermal blanket in his arms, and two hot water bottles, uncomfortably hot to the touch, and now he didn't know what to do with them as he reassessed the situation.

Was she more addled than he'd first judged? More severe forms of hypothermia came with disorientation and immobility. He couldn't check her sobriety in this small tent, and he didn't really see where she came from.

Kurapika stepped forward deliberately, as if trying not to make any sudden moves that would startle the girl. Maybe her hands were too stiff to work her jacket open. "Do you need help?"
morecowbell: (blue in the face)

She's not going to make this easy for you. =/ Just think of it as part of her charm. XD

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-10-09 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Nanami's mind was indeed muddled by the cold which was one reason her indoctrinated upbringing was especially strong right now. It was simple, ladies do not strip down to their skivvies in front of others. "N...n...no!" She managed to chatter out finally, "j...just g..give.. me the b... b...blan... blanket."
ih8spiders: (how curious)

he'll deal with it haha

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-10-10 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, well--more mild than moderate, then, if she still retained enough of her wits to object to the undressing. Kurapika relaxed, but just a tiny bit; her situation was still serious, and he still needed to get her into dry clothes. He set the bottles down on the ground and took the two steps to the tent flap to secure it, both to provide an enclosed space against the wind outside and to make it seem at least somewhat private.

"You're shivering, which is good, because it means you still have heat to burn. Your clothes are wet, and that's bad, because it'll make things worse. You have to change into dry clothing right away, and I doubt that you'll manage to keep a blanket around yourself while trying to take your top off--" He carefully unfolded said blanket and held it up by the corners in front of him, angled so that the girl now had a makeshift screen between it and the tent wall behind her.

"Here, just please do as I say," he continued in a lightly coaxing tone. "It will be faster and more convenient--and I'm not the kind of person who'd leave a sick girl even for a moment just to spare her modesty." And as if to punctuate his determination not to let her wet jacket touch the thermal blanket he'd purposely kept with the hot water bottles to warm it through, he raised it to just above eye-level, closed his eyes, and bowed his head.

"I won't look," he promised. "You can run me through if you catch me peeking."
morecowbell: (errr)

LOL forgot Kurapika had to deal with Neon so he's had a lot of practice.

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-10-10 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
He had a point, or so she thought, although not all his words were processing any more. Something about "wet clothing bad" and she definitely caught the part where he gave her permission to run him through for peeking.

Her sword clattered to the ground as she dropped it unceremoniously; bending over to place it would have pressed her wet garments into her where they weren't already. She worked at her pathetic excuses for gloves so she could try to get at the zipper on her jacket. Damn, why was it so hard to pull that freaking zipper down? Thank goodness it wasn't the button up type or she'd never have gotten her jacket off on her own. As she did, the dagger she had hiding up her left sleeve also dropped the the floor with a clang.

Of course that's where the easy part ended. Nanami's student council uniform took effort even when she was completely lucid and had full use of her fingers. She managed to open her her top part way before giving up.
ih8spiders: (and your point is)

XD more or less

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-10-11 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Kurapika would be raising his eyebrows by now if he had his eyes open; instead his brow wrinkled in confusion at the rather ominous sound of one, two heavy metallic objects dropping to the hard-packed earth. He'd seen the sword, of course, but had somehow missed the second weapon.

Ah, well. Even if he were inclined to peek, even if she did catch him in the act of peeking, and even if she were to take his oath seriously, she'd still be too clumsy and stiff to successfully skewer him. But where was the heavy sound of the falling wet jacket he'd been expecting to hear? Not being able to see meant that he had to follow the girl's process by listening, and he started to grow concerned when the shuffling sounds stopped and didn't resume for some time.

"What's wrong?" the blond asked, eyes still tightly closed and face turned to the side.
morecowbell: (i had a late night)

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-10-11 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The honesty would have gotten him some brownie points with her if she had still been coherent. The only reply she gave him was a moan before she slumped to the floor. A nap seemed like a good idea right now.
ih8spiders: (cleanup is a bitch)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-10-14 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The moan and the sound of something definitely heavier than a jacket sliding to the ground had him opening his eyes in alarm, although he hesitated for the briefest moment before lowering the blanket to (very cautiously) look over it, and realize that he might have misdiagnosed the severity of the situation. Kurapika stared down at the girl in dismay. She wasn't completely out cold yet, but he couldn't just stand there, either, or waste time running out to look for a female medic.

"... I should have full immunity for everything I'm going to do starting from now," he muttered into the air after another pause. Or he shouldn't have humored her in the first place. He stepped back and threw the blanket out, letting it drape over girl and covering everything below her chin. The ground was no place for someone suffering from hypothermia, however, and he reached under the blanket, under her shoulders, and pulled her upright, and with his other hand started tucking the blanket under her hips, legs--rolling her lower torso up in the blanket as best as he could, anyway.

And then he slipped his free hand under the blanket and started tugging at the zipper of her jacket.
Edited 2012-10-14 15:03 (UTC)
morecowbell: (blank)

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-10-16 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
What had kept her standing for so long in the first place? Her tenacity most likely. She was the type to remember everything that happened after being put under just because she said she would before hand, not that it had actually happened yet, but this is a future true story.

The freezing blond had a vague idea of where she currently was and Kurapika's prodding was keeping her barely conscious. Still, she managed to get out one last coherent sentence even if it was an almost inaudible mumble, "I hope you're licensed..."
ih8spiders: (this is a hunter waiting to pounce)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-10-21 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
He heard her, even over his busy shuffling, and he almost replied in the negative, but he paused as he finally managed to work the zipper loose. "I have a license," Kurapika answered clearly, manner almost tongue-in-cheek despite the situation. "It's not the kind you're probably hoping for."

It took a bit of maneuvering to remove her jacket without dislodging the blanket, but he finally managed to shuck it. Her shirt--? No, it didn't feel that damp. Her shoes had to come off, too. Her pants... how inconvenient. This was the supply tent, and all the cots were elsewhere. Well, the supply crates were large and sturdy, and most important of all, the lids were flat. He wrestled one down and made a makeshift bed with two of them side-by-side, then retrieved the girl from the ground and laid her on top of the crates.

"Hey, stay with me. Don't fall asleep," the blond called as he grabbed the hot water bottles and shoved them under the blanket, between her armpits. "Don't pass out, I still need to remove your pants."
morecowbell: (stoned)

LOL Hunter Liscence

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-10-22 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
It was probably a good thing that she wasn't able to fully comprehend his words but his voice was soft and soothing like a lullaby. It was like someone was tucking her in at night. "Oniisama..." And then the warmth came with a stinging sensation that didn't really hurt but it had a specific feeling that was hard to explain.

Violet eyes wandered to the person who was working above her. She saw a blur of yellow, so it wasn't her brother, Tsuwabuki then? Nanami heard words, words, sleep, words, more words pants. Well that was an odd thing to say. Pants...

ih8spiders: (: |)

8D

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-10-24 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Her eyes were open, so she was still conscious, but they were glassy and prone to wandering. It didn't look like she understood what he was saying. Kurapika folded the blanket back over her shoulders and laid the back of his hand on her forehead--except his own hands were kind of chilly, and he couldn't tell if her skin was clammy or warm. He pulled it away and waved it right over her eyes.

"Oniisama? No, I said pants--that's right, pants. You have to get out of your wet clothes so you can change into a dry set, and if you don't wake up and take your pants off yourself, I'm going to have to do it for you, and then I'm going to have to let you run me through with your sword, which I definitely do not want."
morecowbell: (i had a late night)

Feel free to skip stuff, I can time skip next turn, she's going to be pretty much useless for a bit.

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-10-25 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately for Kurapika, Nanami was once again nodding off. He was going to have to take the gamble. She laid there cold and heavy like a bolder located probably just outside the medical area. Her shivering had started up again and although it was sporadic, it was a good sign.
ih8spiders: (you're waiting for a train)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-11-02 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
She wasn't responding. Man, why did he always get himself into these situations... Well, fine, he knew exactly what he needed to do. He'd already removed the girl's boots, so it was an easy matter of unbuckling her belt, popping open the buttons on her pants, and then carefully tugging her trousers off over her feet--all the while keeping the blanket snugly wrapped around her, and tucked tightly under her shoulders, with just one hand fumbling around under there--he was working blind. But at least he couldn't be accused of peeking.

Dressing her in the thick cotton pants he'd retrieved from one of the crates was the more difficult part. Suffice to say, Kurapika was cursing himself under his breath by the time he was finished, but that was done, and he could carry her to the actual cots. He had a second blanket ready, and he draped that over the first one, too. And then he nipped back quickly into the supply tent and got more warm compresses and a thermos of soup.
morecowbell: (huh?)

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-11-03 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
A half an hour passed before the girl on the cot finally stirred and Nanami sat upright. "... but finding another blow fish that size could take months! Huh?" A couple heated water bottles made interesting sloshing sounds as they tumbled to the floor. She sat for a moment blinking and glancing around the tent wondering where she was and how she got there.
ih8spiders: (caught his interest)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-11-07 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Kurapika had tried to stay with her at first, to see if she'd wake up with some prodding, but she'd remained stubbornly unconscious, and he didn't see how he could rouse her without resorting to rougher treatment. So he'd reluctantly gone back to the supply tent--he still had his other duties to see to, after all--and contented himself with going back and forth a few times just to check up on her.

It was on his fourth such round that he finally found her sitting up. "Oh, good, you're awake!"
morecowbell: (bright red)

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-11-08 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
The girl had a moment to put two and two together and realize where she was although how she got there was still pretty hazy at this point. "A medical tent?" She quickly checked all appendages to be sure they were all in tact. "Ten..." she glanced under her blanket to be sure all her toes were there when she realized she didn't recognize those pants... She quietly gathered the blanket around herself and without making eye contact said managed to murmur a single "ummmm..."
ih8spiders: (how curious)

[personal profile] ih8spiders 2012-11-08 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
He was pretty pleased to see her looking much improved, and was perhaps a bit more willfully obtuse to her unease than he normally would be because of it.

"Don't worry, you should be fine now--although I need to check a few things just to be sure," he added cheerfully, and reached out to a nearby table to grab a digital thermometer. The medical tent wasn't that big, and was quite cramped, actually, that he could stretch an arm and get his hands on all the equipment he'd need--Kurapika pressed the ON button, and the device uttered a tiny beep. Then he fitted the nozzle against the girl's ear, and held it in place for the few seconds it would need to get an accurate reading.
morecowbell: (bright red)

[personal profile] morecowbell 2012-11-09 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
Her head jerked uncomfortably when Kurapika touched the thermometer to her ear; she was avoiding looking in his direction so it came as a surprise. The girl was doing her best not to panic what with being in a tent with a strange young guy (she realized he was supposed to be a doctor but she had had the same one since she was a baby so it was a little weird for her) and of course someone changed her out of her pants! Her face might have just gotten hotter but whether or not that would show up on the thermometer remained a mystery especially if she actually had a fever which was likely.