[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

[lezard_valeth]

"My Meister is the possessive type, Lady Vriska, you understand," he replied with a grin. The hand was taken and he was awash with a blue light, his body disappearing within it. In its place was a worn tome in hand.

"So I will, of course, be brief. Let's see..." There was something like a spark at the very edge of one's consciousness, and with it the sound of flipped pages. Soul Read was simple: To open the soul and flip its very 'pages', to feel the innermost emotions and drive of the Meister. Her nature became quite clear, and he felt a sort of kinship to it- ambition, manipulation, a passion to achieve one's goals.

From between his pages sprung a fine ribbon of cerulean, ending in a charm in the shape of a V, sprouting thin spidery legs. As the book sprung open, the blank pages marked began to fill with thin, scratchy handwriting detailing the spell Dark Savior. Coupling with the explanation was an illustration of a shadowy figure surrounded by small blades as both hands reach for two of the hilts.

"Interesting... I've felt no 'block'. Vriska Serket is a Meister."

[vintage_magic]

"Okay, Vriska. We'll get you back to the shelter after this." Hopefully, she didn't mind a lot of stairs. Lily wasn't looking forward to climbing that ridiculous thing with all the sand blowing about.

"Possessive? I am not!" She scoffed as that nuisance of a sorcerer took Vriska's hand and transformed. The witch knew he'd resonated with a few others before but she'd never witnessed it herself. Curiosity caused her to step closer and peek at the pages, upside down from her perspective.

"What kind of spell is that?" Not one she had seen before and certainly not one of the fire spells she used.

[sp8der8itch]

It was werid sensation to be had. The resonance of her soul with another was interesting but not something she wanted to get used to. While the presence of the other was subtle and just upon the edge of her consciousness it was not a presence she would want within a partner ship. To her it felt as if her pride was being shared, her goals and individuality. This was not something she would welcome with ease.

The news of being a Meister was welcoming! It told her she would not have to rely on another to enable her to fight. While it would prove difficult without her powers she would be sure to find a way to overcome that. Now about that spell, her interest sparked as she look down at the book.

"So other then being a Meister can you sum up what just happened?"

[lezard_valeth]

"Every Weapon, like every Meister, is granted a special ability to aid them in combat. My ability is Soul Read, which allows me to seek the nature of my Meister and allow a part of my sealed magic to be used. With Miss Ivory, she is capable of using my fire and pillar magic, and it would appear to me that you are allowed my shadow and blade magic in kind. To further train in things such as this, we typically have training every morning, but it has of course been postponed due to the weather."

All the intrigue. It'd been a while since a Meister unlocked his favorite family of magic. Lezard would have to keep an eye on this Vriska.

[vintage_magic]

"Training is usually in the park although I have to wonder why they haven't tried moving it with the temperatures lately." She half expected people to pass out from the heat one of these days!

Pulling her goggles and dust mask back into place, she added, "If there's nothing else for now, I reckon we should be going."

She held her hand out for the book. Hopefully, they could make it back to the school without much trouble...

[sp8der8itch]

"I would be interesting in training, just to hone my skills and get a better feel for my abilities as one of these meisters. If I don't there is no way I can be the best." She offers a smile, her wings fluttering a bit. A nod, "Yes let's go then."

[lezard_valeth]

"Ha! An ambition one must embrace in a place such as this!" Oh yes indeed. But the book changed hands and he was ready to go... and get grit in his pages again. The bookmark flashed between blue and the deep magenta of before, from V to L.

May as well get all this over with, hm? Oh, but he wished the storm would stop. Everything had ground to a halt, all progress, due to this wretched blustery thing!

Do we want to log walking to the school, maybe with a kishin egg sighting? Or just wrap up?

[vintage_magic]

Well, Vriska certainly seemed pretty accepting of this whole bizarre situation. She supposed it made things somewhat less awkward.

"Put the scarf back on and follow me." She leaned against the door, pushing it open with a shoulder and back out into the winds they would go.

Mmm hard decision. Yeah we can do a log.

[sp8der8itch]

Vriska nodded and without question replaced the scarf around her nose and mouth and followed after the others.