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ɴᴀᴛʜᴀ orbiters ❰ mod collective ❱ ([personal profile] natha) wrote in [community profile] elnyan2018-06-29 03:05 pm
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❪ test drive #6 ❫

YOUR STORY BEGINS    

The Storm came. You remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that.

You don't know how long you slept, but the dreams were short. You remember the expanse of stars and galaxies in your direct view. Every world and solar system ever known to man was present in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You also witnessed the Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. Your Earth and similar planets were assimilated by the Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of your world. That was when she told you what happened. You knew that you'd be living somewhere new. The details weren't clear, but you knew it was a part of a deal with the entity known as Darma.

Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station. Your body is still cold; it all felt like a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't —

We were mistaken to think we should not intervene. Dangers far beyond what should exist on this planet lurk beyond even our sight. Poor Ysverai's resurrection is only a portent of what threatens this world. El Nysa must remain frozen in time until we have found a way to repair the damage the High Dragon has wrought. But repair it we will. We give you this promise.

We are sorry for leaving you in your time of need. There was greater danger, or so we thought. The Storm, for the first time, had somehow encroached beyond our shields. Blinded to what was occurring on the planet, we believed it safe to turn our sight from the planet… Safe to leave our physical forms entirely, for we needed the energy to ward off the Storm. We withdrew ourselves from our aspect that we call Thesa, and in doing so left you vulnerable. We can only hope you will forgive us.

Still, we must ask your aid, for both your sake, and for all life on this fragile planet. Please, leave the matter of Ysverai's curse in our hands. Ready yourselves to journey to Nadril and find how the High Dragon's resurrection was hidden from our sight. We will do all in our power to repair El Nysa, but you should prepare yourselves well. We fear there is yet greater danger ahead, both from the Storm and from what lies obscured on the planet.

CLEAN-UP CREW    

While everything has wound down significantly from the strife and destruction of battle, the frozen image of Ysverai, the massive, rotten dragon, and the hole he tore in El Nysa's sky, on several screens of the station is a constant reminder of what took place. New and old refugees alike will notice that prolonged exposure to these images will leave them with a disquiet that gradually builds to actual pain. The discomfort starts from a crawling sensation, insects over skin, and gradually becomes unbearable. They will begin to hear the cries of Ysverai’s pain and suffering, first whispers, then echoes, then wails. Even after Refugees tear their eyes away from this footage, a strange itching sensation remains beneath their skin for several minutes.

The dragon isn’t a matter for them to deal with, however. Darma made it clear that the Natha will find a solution. For now, everyone is encouraged to assist in the clean-up of the cities currently frozen in time. However, in interest of the current events and the fact that the refugees still have much to prepare for, they will be offering this help remotely.

Several stations are set up where refugees can remote control drones to map out areas and pick up some of the lighter weight debris. Those more well versed technology are encouraged to assist those who may be having trouble getting started with the unfamiliar Natha tech. It seems like it’ll definitely take some getting used to, though. On the bright side, they’re pretty durable drones so if at first you don’t succeed, press the next button? To keep morale high during the clean-up efforts, one of the Natha have set up large hoops around dumpsites and a scoreboard program in the control room, though there's no sign of any directions or rules to be found. That's right, you can play a mechanized version of… some sort of game while you're helping clean up El Nysa. Just make sure you don't get too carried away with competitive spirit!

For those looking to pilot something more heavy-duty, there are also cockpits set up for remote control piloting of basic mecha. These are very similar to the VR simulations offered on the station. However, they will not work without a partner. To be able to successfully move one of these, two refugees will be required to connect their minds and pilot in tandem. This may be a daunting task, but with the extensive structural damage to the cities, it's a necessary one. Piloting will require trust and cooperation to make it through. The more connected the pilots are, the more agile and powerful their mecha will be. For those who can’t seem to get on the same page, coordination will be a pipe dream.

PROBLEMS WITH THE SHIP    

By now it’s likely clear to all refugees, new and old, that for all that they may appear to be infinitely powerful, the Natha Orbiters have been shaken by the recent events on El Nysa. The details of Ysverai’s revival were somehow obscured from their view, and while they’re focusing their efforts on the planet, certain… abnormalities again begin to arise on Thesa Station.

The most prevalent of the problems plaguing the Station are the malfunctioning doors. Walking through a door that should lead to a bedroom or kitchen (or, for the truly unfortunate, a toilet) will suddenly take refugees somewhere entirely different and possibly even new. And while this may lead to some accusations of breaking and entering, at least these mishaps can be quickly rectified by an apology and a hasty exit. That is, unless the door refuses to open again — the locks also seem to be malfunctioning.

Still, those that find themselves transported somewhere familiar, though off-limits, should consider themselves lucky. Thesa Station is far more vast than most refugees are aware, and some of them might find themselves wandering into a uniquely sticky laboratory. This area appears to serve no purpose other than to house dozens of slimes. These slimes appear not only in a variety of fun colours, but with a variety of not-so-fun abilities ranging from harmless (spitting bubbles) to deadly (spitting fire). Regardless of what abilities a slime possesses however, they are all relentlessly friendly, and characters will need to be careful not to accidentally bringing one out with them once they manage to escape.

Unfortunately, that’s not the only situation to escape from. Whether it’s in the mess hall or the bathroom, many will find themselves suddenly rising off the ground. … with everything else in the room, too! It seems like gravity control is also on the fritz. Fortunately, most open spaces aboard the station have a small control panel that can correct these effects. The only problem is getting there. Hopefully at least one of you refugees took that anti-gravity safety course.

SUMMER TURNS TO WINTER    

The news that the refugees should begin preparations for a return to El Nysa may come as a surprise given that the planet still remains frozen, but it appears there is one community that has somehow withstood Darma’s intervention: an area known as Nadril where time continues to flow freely. Not much information is available regarding this destination, other than the fact that it is isolated, and, more importantly, that it is cold.

(Maybe characters should consider the malfunctioning thermostat plunging the temperature to below zero in certain areas on the station as preparation for their upcoming journey!)

There are other resources available for those itching to take action, of course. There will be a new supply pack delivered to each room containing gear meant to withstand freezing temperatures — both clothing and storage gear to keep water rations from freezing. Characters will also be alerted to new training programs available in the VR room that are designed to assist with survival in the snowy regions of Nadril.

The training programs will consist of a variety of tutorials that will assist in winter survival. Naturally, there will be courses on how to start fires, find food, and build igloos to withstand the frigid temperatures, but that’s not all. Due to the Natha testing their systems, there will occasionally be strange occurrences. For example, refugees may experience a snowball or two pelting them from out of nowhere, or they may suddenly find themselves being cloaked by a snow yeti costume, amongst many other inconveniences. Hopefully that doesn’t detract from the lessons to be learned here, as some of the training programs can include extreme weather survival, including the perils of snow storms or avalanches.

SOCIAL-LINKED(in)   
By some miracle, there are still some quieter parts of the hall. This may be an appropriate time to check out your smartphone. Aside from the expected "Omage" app, there seems to be a new one called Social-Linked. There, you may find a profile waiting to be posted. The app allows for the user to fill it in, but there is also an auto-function! upon pressing it, it will generate a shockingly-honest answer based on the Natha's observation of your history. Roman will be your only friend in this app, with his very own profile:

●●●●○ THESA
ROMAN
@romannoodles (∞), Thesa

I WAS A: Butler! I still am, and I'm happy to serve all of the new arrivals!

I'M SKILLED IN: Cooking, cleaning, anything that involves making your life better!

I'M LOOKING FOR: Consistency!

ALSO, I'M: Not entirely certain if the "auto" profile function is to your liking. Feel free to edit if it is not to taste!

So, have you decided on making your own profile? Perhaps you used the "auto" function on accident? Regardless, once your profile is out there, it's out there. And like the Omage app, it will match you with someone. NOTE: Please use the form below to fill out a profile! Whether it's auto-generated or filled by the character is up to you!

STASIS UNITS    

During this time of crisis, the Natha have done their utmost to ensure the safety of those in cryosleep. However, due to the nature of recent events, they will be asking some refugees to do a quick check on some of the pods in the stasis unit. While they are definitely looking for any damage that may have occurred over these past few weeks, they also seem interested in getting a deeper insight into some of the occupants.

On each control panel for the pods, there's a new application, asking observers to add notes and commentary — the Natha are looking for a more personal understanding of their sleeping occupants. Refugees are tasked with providing evaluations of the sleepers, based on both their knowledge of those from their homes and on what they can observe just by examining them in their repose. The application asks for how useful you think the pod's occupant would be in a crisis, what their skills are, what their best feature is, if you'd take them with you for a long walk on the beach, and so on… And, of course, all answers must be recorded out loud. Anyone passing by could overhear these evaluations, flattering or less than.

FINAL OOC NOTES    
As always, feel free to wildcard prompts within Thesa Station!

These threads may be carried over as game canon if players choose. Players are encouraged to submit TDM threads as application samples, but they are not required. Please direct any OOC questions to the questions thread below.

New players may submit an AC-length thread HERE from this TDM for 2 Natha REP. In addition, old players who have not submitted rep for the Hour of Ruin log may also submit a TDM thread for 2 Natha REP. The due date for submission is July 15 11:59 PM EST.

For this application cycle, there will be a cap of 60 and no reserves. Applications will be open on July 9 12:01 AM EST and end on July 13 11:59 PM EST. Thank you!

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c:

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-01 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ They'll just have to meet as each other's alter-egos and then go through this nonsense a second time.

That said her brand of interactions on the internet are usually anonymous forums and other trolls, so this sudden ray of friendliness is alarming?? What is she supposed to do?? ]


More like a internet handle

Don't you have one??
unprays: (vqxs)

[personal profile] unprays 2018-07-01 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's a vague answer, but likely an honest one: if he were lying, he'd likely say something easier, she thinks, and for all the faults she can ascribe to Jaime Lannister, a liar isn't the first thing on that list. he'd helped Tyrion escape, she remembers Daenerys telling her as much. ]

The Hound has no one, Ser. Not here.

[ nor did he back in Westeros, she thinks — she wouldn't have even known that he was still alive, had it not been for Jon, for the story he had to tell, of North of the Wall and the Night King and their journey back to King's Landing.

but perhaps Jaime knows nothing of that. she wouldn't, either, after all. for all she knows, he might remember nothing; and yet, he calls her lady Stark. she wonders.
]

You're lucky. You wake up only a little after the one who would burn all Lannisters, save for her Hand, has gone back to sleep. Of course, my brother might still do it for her... or himself. Jon's quite the swordsman.
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robbie reyes ▸agents of shield

[personal profile] acuerdo 2018-07-01 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
a. IF YOU'VE GOT A PROBLEM. YO. I'LL SOLVE IT. (NOT)

[For a guy whose traveled dimensions, Robbie's gotten pretty used to things being flipped, turned upside-down, so going in one door and ending up somewhere else isn't quite so weird. He'd been mostly just going around, trying to gather his bearings, because dimension hopping somehow hadn't included a stint on a space station. A door sporting the description storage should be innocuous enough, right? Wrong. Most definitely wrong he discovers as he finds himself smack-dab in what looks like a futuristic version of his old high school's science lab, you know, if science labs were designed by billionaire tech geniuses. It even comes complete with little blobby things that are all trying to cling to him. He shoos the ones blowing bubbles at him away with a swat. ]

I finished high school in the 11th grade. I'm not really looking to go back.

[They leave momentarily, giving him the opportunity to breathe a huge sigh of relief, but it's short-lived as more slimes take their place. These aren't quite so harmless, however, and they're coming toward him, crackling the surrounding air. One sends out a bolt, shocking him with more than enough electricity to hurt.]

Oh. Is that how we're gonna play? [He narrows his eyes stares right at the offending slime.] No more Mr. Nice Guy. [Robbie balls his fists and grabs the nearest loose piece of equipment — a long metal prybar — before lunging toward it.]

b. SOCIAL-LINKED. ALL THE COOL KIDS ARE DOING IT.

●●●●○ THESA
Robbie Reyes
@vroom (30), Earth

I WAS A: car mechanic.

I'M SKILLED IN: fixing things. breaking speed limits.

I'M LOOKING FOR: odd jobs that require a little muscle.

ALSO, I'M: tired of the spanish inquisition.


c. I'll BE WATCHING YOU.

[The stasis pods are the one place he's avoided since waking. He's heard all about them, but not dared to venture for fear of what he'd find. But Robbie's waited long enough, and so he finds himself surrounded by bay after bay of people, mostly strangers, in suspended animation. He walks mostly in silence until he comes across a familiar name: GABRIEL REYES. Robbie presses a hand to the open display window, where his brother's eyes are closed and if not for the slightly pale look about him, he'd swear Gabe was asleep.]

I don't know what I can do to get you out of there, bro, but I'm gonna figure it out. I owe you a pizza. I think you'd like it here. You'd definitely be a hell of a lot more useful. Smarter.

[He watches the display for a few minutes longer, confident that nothing worse could possibly come to his brother before moving on. He finds others he knows as well, but none of them illicit the same sort of emotional reaction. They're not really friends. They're certainly not familia. He stops at one of the good guys.]

This place gives me the creeps, Coulson. Remember what I said about not envying you? I take it back.

d. WILDCARD

[Do what it says on the tin. PM if you'd like to hash things beforehand.]
Edited 2018-07-01 17:45 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-01 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gabriel has been waiting for the other shoe to drop for a long time now—being rescued from the destruction of Earth by aliens that claim to be benevolent is just a little too far-fetched for him, so he’s very relieved to know it’s just assassins. The quiet of the stasis unit is interrupted first by footsteps then by the sudden stop of them, and he can feel the prickle of adrenaline up his spine that lets him know he’s been spotted.

He’d be a bad covert ops commander if he didn’t know when a nearby presence has taken an interest in him. Gabriel remains still, eyes trained on McCree’s pod in an attempt to make it seem like he hasn’t noticed anyone entering the space, much less anyone entering the space and taking an interest in him.

His eyes flick to the glass surface of the pod, the two human-shaped smudges in the reflection alerting him to their presence on the balcony behind him. The only indication that he knows they’re trying to get the jump on him is the minute flex of his fingers as they itch to go for his guns.

For the immediate moment, he waits for them to make the first move.
]
Edited 2018-07-01 18:18 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-01 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[It’s going to be impossible to find everyone he knows in these pods. The sheer number of people means that, statistically speaking, it’s likely he’ll never know exactly who the Orbiters have taken or who might be out and about, like him. The prospect of being alone is all at once relieving and uncomfortable to think about, if only because the possibility of more nefarious intentions. If the Natha aren’t who they say they are, then he doesn’t want the rest of Overwatch subjected to this—maybe it’s good he can’t find them.

Still, that doesn’t stop him from checking, combing the rows of stasis tanks until he’s not sure whether or not he’s going in circles. There are other awakened people out and about, and Reyes does his best to skirt them if possible, at least

He hasn’t quite prepared himself for encountering someone he knows out of the pods, and his first reaction to a familiar silhouette is not to greet him—Reyes backs away, then when it becomes clear that Reinhardt isn’t going to stop, he draws one of his guns.
]

I want you to think very hard before taking another step.

[Maybe this is genuine—maybe it’s really Reinhardt, but Reyes has been waiting for the other shoe to drop and he imagines that aliens pretending to be his colleagues might be the form it takes.]
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[personal profile] gravemistake 2018-07-01 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I don’t think that’ll be a problem.

[Reyes is clearly unappreciative of the comment, but is eager enough to get down to business once the simulation loads. In skipping the more ‘tutorial’ classes, the simulation ramps up, snow falling heavier and reducing visibility as the wind whips around them. He doesn’t seem deterred in the least, simply securing his goggles and getting right down to business, pointing at a landmark that rises out of the snow.]

Let’s scout the area. Find a defensible location.

[Sorry, did you want to be in charge?]
lednikovyy: CW (Touched by angels)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-01 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's one for dealing with an avalanche that looks useful."

Not that Bucky doesn't think he could muddle his way through surviving one if he had to. Between the serum and his training, he can deal with a lot, but he'd rather not lose any limbs to frostbite in the process or worse, watch someone else lose limbs from it or freeze to death in front of him.

It's a level of personal responsibility he hasn't felt for a while. Before Steve found him in Bucharest, he'd spent most of his time disappearing in a crowd, not particularly dialed into the other people in it. He doesn't know if he can do that now and he doesn't think he should. If they're being sent to this place together, he should make sure he has to skills to watch out for everyone else, too.

It's what the old Bucky would have done for certain. He would have stepped up to keep others safe. If that requires a little extra training, he'll do it.

The constant process of asking what Bucky Barnes would do can be exhausting, but when he knows the answer, it can be freeing, too. It gives him direction, orders to follow on the days his mind isn't at its best, even if they're coming from himself.
lednikovyy: CW (Well I tried)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-01 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A few things flash on Bucky's face in quick succession, eyebrows furrowing and lips moving into an almost sarcastic smile before the moment passes. It figures he gets lost and gets himself locked in a room. The hallway he'd stepped out of had been busy, but who knows where that door goes now with the way they've been acting. ]

Great. How long have you been stuck in here?

[ It could be a lot worse, but he's still alert for danger and he has no idea how long it will be until someone finds them. On a station this big, they could dehydrate or starve in here and no one would know, right? ]
lednikovyy: CW (And we'll all dance alone)

[personal profile] lednikovyy 2018-07-01 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
the one you do to swing music.

[ What other answer is there? ]
morbide: ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ: <user name="ayapus" site="tumblr.com"> (すいません~!)

[personal profile] morbide 2018-07-01 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Where ELSE would a mage's place be but the battlefield?? Good thing you've changed your mind about that one. A good old hex and a dose of dark magic's nothing to sneeze at.

Exciting, exciting, let's see... I guess that rules out carnage and dismembering, too? Darn. Well, I love animals! My parents neglected me as a kid, so the animals out in the forest took care of me and we became fast friends. I've never met an animal I didn't adore.


[Henry has oversharing problems.]
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[personal profile] larsenist 2018-07-01 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
(( leaves you this flaming pile of garbage b4 i go ))

[ He's completely wiped from the Nadril simulator—still dreaming about it too, so the interruption doesn't manage to wake him. Instead he latches onto the intruder unthinkingly, leeching off their warmth. (It's... so cold... so cold... he'll never be warm again...)

And for good measure he sleepily mumbles a name that definitely doesn't belong to his 'visitor', ]


Mona..................

[ (Where is Morgana if not by his side making sure he goes the fuq to bed??? It is a mystery!!!) ]
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[personal profile] unevoke 2018-07-01 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sux for Akira that Shinji can barely generate his own body warmth, let alone enough for two people. This is why we we don't do drugs, kids.

The sudden arm around his heck has him stiffening and pulling back reflexively, but for a passed out guy the grip is surprisingly strong. He grunts and tries to pull away again, only to freeze when he hears something low muttered into his ear.

Mona??

Is he being used as some stand-in for this poor sap's girlfriend?? (Akira now confirmed for furry.) ]


Hey! [ Another grunt, another pull....nothing. ] Let go, I'm not your girlfriend.

[ If this guy doesn't let go in the next three seconds, he's getting an elbow to the gut. ]
Edited (god i hate typos) 2018-07-01 18:41 (UTC)

[personal profile] sinisterminister 2018-07-01 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
It would seem not since you are still capable of talking to me.

You actually let it auto-populate. Did you not want to add something yourself?
catmanding: (3)

snow

[personal profile] catmanding 2018-07-01 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ranulf saw the snowball hit the back of the Beorc's head and saw him fall into the snow. And of course, the Laguz immediately leapt into action upon seeing it. Why? Well, a few things: first, he didn't like seeing people get hurt for no reason. Two wars have not only softened his stance upon the human race, but the potential for any kind of battle to start for no reason would be quite dire given the precarious situation of what has been occurring outside of the Station.

Second, who doesn't love jumping head first into snow? ]


Hey! Are you okay in there?

[ He reaches through, trying to grab onto whatever he can to pull Hijikata out. ]
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[personal profile] missionmaker 2018-07-01 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)

Where I came from, it wasn't wise to volunteer information about myself. It was accurate enough.
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[personal profile] hurtcomfort 2018-07-01 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't want to get used to it, [ Cole admits. A little bit of a whine creeps into his voice. ] Broken, battered, halves instead of a whole. I was me. I was a full thing. And now I'm not again.

[ To know where he belonged, to be able to help people and be so much more and then have all that taken away from him just to wake up in a pod somewhere? Cole hates that. He was complete, why would they take him away like this, why would they separate him from the Fade?

He looks down, wringing his hands.
]

But thank you for helping. You always do.
catmanding: (6)

breaking & entering part 2: no breakerino enterino

[personal profile] catmanding 2018-07-01 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With cat-like reflexes (for obvious reasons), Ranulf easily bounces off of the balls of his feet and back in order to escape the smiling blob whose expression is unfazed by the sudden abuse it received. However, the Laguz doesn't completely escape the Splash Zone, and he spends a quick second to wipe the goo off of his arms. ]

Hey, watch where you're kicking your friends. [ Said amicably, as he steps into the room. ] One might think you're not a nice person with a boot like that!

[ No harm, no foul. ]

... do they double as a hat?
nineteenfortyfive: (FIRE)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-07-01 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
You were right.

[It took someone a little removed, but still knowledgable enough about the two of them to soothe Claire's worries.]


It was difficult, at first. [There and here, and there are still the oddities that come from Jamie being twenty years younger--him being so close in age to Bree, for one.] But I would always choose to have him, in any way I can. No matter if he's twenty or two hundred, Jamie is Jamie.

And I know he's going to be so happy to meet you.
almaredemptoris: (Default)

ship problems

[personal profile] almaredemptoris 2018-07-01 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[From the other side of the laboratory answers a male voice in the patient tone of a teacher or priest:]

It seems to be some type of mucous left behind by these creatures.

[And should she look to follow the voice, she will see standing there a man with silvery white hair and a mild countenance, clad in the garb of another century. With his head inclined he indicates the batch of slime creatures bouncing and rolling about the lab benches like toddlers. One spews a steady stream of bubbles from its open mouth, another spits ropes of water, another seems to crackle with electric energy like a storm cloud.

Then he looks back to the girl.]


You must be as lost as I am. I'm afraid I cannot say how exactly I got here...
hellzone: (POUT ♪ stop judging okay?)

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-07-01 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm perfectly fine! [ Yoshiko snaps, a bit defensively.

Though this woman's looking for her mother...Yoshiko can't help but pause a little at that, as she lowers her hands to her side. She saw her mom in one of those pods: safe, but not yet awake. And for all of her bluster about little demons and fallen angels and what have you, Yoshiko secretly really misses her mom.

Well, maybe she can wait on recruiting this little demon to fall with her.
]

Was your mom in one of those pod things? Like the ones we woke up in?
hellzone: (SAD ♪ not so sure about this)

[personal profile] hellzone 2018-07-01 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Yoshiko takes the hug and squeezes You in return. But there's something odd about this. Sure, she and You were friends. All of Aqours were friends. But she and You were never as close as Yoshiko and Zuramaru were or You and Chika were. Yoshiko accepted that, these sort of things happened with friends groups...but You's never really hugged her like this before.

"It's Yohane..." she can only say, a bit shocked and confused as You starts to cry. Odd hugs and now crying? What the heck's going on? "You-chan, are you okay?"
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[personal profile] livingimpaired 2018-07-01 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Just one?

[ He chuckles at the idea but turns his head away to dismiss the idealistic view. His head lightly shakes as he did not think -- no, it was foolish to not think he would run into someone else who wished themselves to be a hero. Of course, he is not like Kiritsugu. This is someone that will come be seen as a saint others can understand. The sentiment makes sense, after all. Indeed, even a cold-hearted monster could understand the childish wish to save everyone without sacrificing anyone. ]

In any case, it would seem like they have no intention of saving them. Since there are so many options, it would seem like they're willing to sacrifice the few to save the world itself. It merely was those people's misfortune to be in that area at that time. [ He blinks. This man did not grow out of stories of heroes slaying dragons. He will end up breaking under taking on more and more weight. Yet he will continue to say that it is "nothing." ]

And from the actions of others, it would seem like they're willing to accept that to be the truth, Reinhart Wilhelm. It may be best to accept the same. You may not be able to be offered the chance to even save one of them, after all, so if there is nothing you can do... perhaps, it would be better to not carry the burden at all.

Indeed, I'm willing to take back what I had just said seconds ago. I'm willing to say that it was a mistake to think that was a good idea, even a consolation to this tragedy. [ But really, the question is if you will do the same. Probably not, but we shall see what wound is torn open. ]
fabrications: (ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ it is all a test)

omg a detective conan character ♥!

[personal profile] fabrications 2018-07-01 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Eventually, fortunately, Akechi hits the ceiling. He seems to have some experience in anti-gravity because he manages to stop himself without immediately bouncing back off the ceiling.

Fortunately, Akechi can see Amuro just fine when he turns toglance over his shoulder - and he can see the slimes just as easily. Ah. Great. One of them escaped.
]

Well, at least it's just one of them...

[ 'Just one' that they have no idea how to safely catch and looks like it may be attempting to replicate itself, but just one all the same. Akechi gives himself a gentle push straight down to the floor, flipping himself enough to land more-or-less on his feet. ]

I'm afraid I'm not familiar with these creatures, however.
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[personal profile] livingimpaired 2018-07-01 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh?

Well, such a thing doesn't matter anymore, does it? What was and wasn't wise where you came from.
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[personal profile] sheriffing 2018-07-01 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess like, a consequence? Especially if you don't know what you're doing, or you use dark magic.

[ it's why she usually sticks to what she's comfortable with.]