[OPEN] Sandstorm Event + September Introduction Log

[soul_mods]

Given that the last time there was a sandstorm BREW had just...unceremoniously dumped the new arrivals outside to face the elements, Shibusen decided it would be prudent to send some people out to make sure the poor souls aren't left to flounder.

Outfitting their volunteers with the proper gear, they're allowed back into Death City not only to search for new arrivals but also to check for stragglers.

However, as the volunteers go through the city, they find more than just the expected stragglers and new arrivals. For some reason, there is the occasional Kishin Egg wandering around...

To make things worse, the sandstorm continues to rage, causing poor visibility and covering the streets with a thick layer of sand, making it hard to keep footing. A problem these Kishin Eggs don't seem to have when most of them are capable of diving under the sand to move like sharks.

Comments

[Hamel + Raidou: Death City]

[the_great_hero]

Hamel had been going stir crazy. People kept giving him weird looks when he sewed in the corner and there was a lot of glaring going on when he tried to engage people in conversations [read: acted like an obnoxious jackass]. So he'd offered to go out in the storm to look for people. They'd have to be grateful if he saved their lame asses right? Right?!

Of course he wasn't allowed to go out alone so he was slogging through the sand with his partner, his cowl pulled up over his nose and mouth and his hat yanked down hard over his head and pinned there so the wind couldn't whip it off. He'd considered bringing the violin but he wasn't sure the sand wouldn't blast it into nothing and Olin, that old pervert, wasn't around to fix it. Thank fucking god. Who knows what that guy would do to him while he slept.

But this seriously sucked. He couldn't see more than three feet in front of him and he had to squint to keep sand out of his eyes. And he couldn't HEAR if anyone was nearby because the wind and sand were a steady moan. And he should have left his fucking cloak behind only it was at least protecting his arms while he wrapped it around himself.

"Do you have any fucking idea which direction we're going?" He yelled to his companion sourly.

[timelessummoner]

While Raidou was less vocal about his annoyance, he would have been lying if he said the storm didn't frustrate him. Searching the entire city in this weather was impossible. What if there were still people trapped here by the time they had to return?

Wwll, complaining wasn't going to get them anywhere. Whether his companion agreed to that, he wasn't so sure, but he had worked with demons before; he could work with one sullen man.

"The Mall -- it would provide shelter and food for anyone still trapped here!" he called back. It was as good place to start checking as any.

[the_great_hero]

Complaining made everything better. Misery loves company and Hamel has no problem inflicting misery on everyone around him. But it would take too much effort to yell all his complaints. Except of course, "Right. The mall. So which way is that?" Because where the hell were they anyway?

Hamel yanked up the goggles he'd been given before going out and strapped them on because this squinting was bullshit. Even if the goggles distorted everything at least he could keep his eyes open.

He was pretty sure they'd headed in a straight line down the street but it was hard to tell. Dark shapes loomed on either side of them where the buildings probably were but the lack of decent light and the blindness caused by the sand made them all look like demons rearing up around them. Bass was about the height of that shadow on the left.

Sorry this is so late ;;

[timelessummoner]

"It should be just up ahead--"

Raidou stopped, knitting his brow under the goggles. A shadow rose from their left, barely visible. Unless he had completely lost track of their location, there shouldn't be a building there...

His hand reached for the hilt of the katana hidden under his cape.

"Hamel-san, do you see something?"

WB :)

[the_great_hero]

Thank goodness one of them knew where they were. Because that was a grand total of one.

The violinist stopped beside the other man and put his hands on his hips, obliviously. "Is that a trick question?" He shouted back. "Because I don't see a damn thing! Might as well be in a blizzard, but this tastes worse!"

Ugh sand in the teeth. Yuck. He paused as something jerked into the range where they could actually see something and it was big enough he couldn't even see the top of it. Jumping back, he slid across sand and scrambled with his hands to keep from faceplanting. "What the hell is that?!"

[timelessummoner]

Raidou's eyes widened in alarm. Was that...?

"A kishin egg!" he cried, drawing his sword just in time as a pair of claws tore through the dusty air. Being a normal weapon, the blade did little more than deflect the attack, and the force pushed him backwards onto the ground.

The kishin egg was barely visible through the storm, but it was large -- bigger than most he had seen before. Raidou scrambled back on his feet, holding his sword at ready, although he knew fighting without his partner would be futile.

[the_great_hero]

Well, good for Raidou, at least he had a weapon. Hamel seriously considered running and screaming as an option. Hamel had no concerns about living up to a reputation. And no real pride so it wouldn't bother him to cut and run and it wasn't like he knew the other guy. He'd do a good job of keeping that huge fucking thing busy while Hamel ran.

Only problem was that Hamel had no idea what direction anything was. So Raidou was really the only thing keeping him from running out into the desert and dying. So it'd be better to keep him around. His sense of direction was useful. He wondered if the guy would consider running.

"Can we kill these guys without a weapon?" He shouted to the other man.

[timelessummoner]

"No, normal weapons--" he gritted his teeth as he blocked another swipe from the kishin egg, "won't harm them!"

He was moving backwards to put some distance between them and the enemy, but the kishin egg was having none of it. Should he summon Alucard? No-- even if he did, the storm would just get them killed.

Only one thing to do, then.

"Run!"

[the_great_hero]

Hamel was really starting to get irritated at not being able to do jack crap without some numb nut weapon around. He watched the egg advance and backed up a little as well, feet planted shoulder width apart, preparing to brace himself.

And then Raidou said the magic words. You didn't have to tell Hamel twice he turned and hauled ass, one hand in front of him in case he was going to run into a wall or something. Better to get the warning. "Which way?!" He called out, glancing over his shoulder for the other man.