middleofsomewhere | Under the Sea: Mission start

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Under the Sea: Mission start

After fleeing the strange shapes in the sky the voidtreckers are perhaps not looking forward to yet another mission and indeed the first few days of Fiddlesticks go by without any strange dreams, no warning that another mission might be nigh. Yet on the morning of day five their SCA's will glow with the colours of the void and a holographic message will appear.

Preperations

The dressing room is open once again, though the clothes this time are simple in choice. A wet suit for each void trecker as well as a pair of flippers, a helmet and a breathing pack. It at least has instructions and there will be a little bit of time for them to figure out how to use them. Apart from that there are some waterproof packs for supplies to be packed in.

They will have a couple of hours to get ready for their mission.

Arrival: Blue and Red

"We are now approaching world #7625000129523. Drop order is Red and Blue, Purple then Orange. Red and Blue team to doors. Arrival in world #7625000129523 in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

The train shudders and lurches as they exit the void, the view from the window goes from the ever shifting void to a beautiful deep blue sky. They fly through the air and swoop down to land on a sandy beach. The doors open allowing those who are taking part in the Blue and Red missions to debark. The doors close and the train swoops up into the air.

The beach stretches from one side to the other, in the distance as the beach turns into sloping green hills they can see a village. Beyond that there is a jungle. Any red team who check their SCA will see four points, the rock pools.

The villagers have noticed the huge train sweeping down onto their island and so contact is made quickly. They will be quite accepting of the help and explain the situation. They will help any of red team to the rockpools if asked.

Red

The rockpools are built up and indeed made so the water will reach a persons waist if they stand in them. The water is cold but not overly so. When the water shoots up anyone in them will shoot up also.

They will find themselves in a vortex of water, with anyone else who enters that rockpool. The water itself seems to be fighting them, tendrils of water reaching out of the whirlpool to try and drag them further into the chaos. It takes a whole lot of willpower to stay in the centre, the water can be fought with weapons, even with fists. They feel as if they are falling or flying, perhaps both. Surrounded by the pure chaos of the ocean.

Blue

Hopefully they spend the day helping with preparations because when night falls the monsters emerge from the sea. Terrifying twisted creatures. The villagers only have simple weapons but will tell them that fire is helpful against these water creatures.

Hold off the monsters and keep the people safe.

Purple

The doors close and the train flies off into the sky, flying over the island to the other side where it lands on a rocky bay, near tall towering cliffs.

"Purple team to doors." The doors open, allowing the purple team to disembark before flying off once again.

In the cliff face there is a large cave entrance, over the entrance there are symbols, translated by their SCA's. Clear mind, clear heart. Come those who seek to serve.

There are six people stood by the entrance, looking quite surprised at the new arrivals. One, a woman with silver hair recovers enough to speak first. "Ah. Void warriors. We are honoured by your help."

Once introductions are made the spiritual leaders will happily accept the escort and their adventure can begin.

Orange

They fly up and out across the ocean, a longer flight than before but eventually they descend and there is a slight juddering before they land, floating on the ocean.

"Orange team disembark, please use luggage or dressing carriage doors only."

They will step out onto an inflated platform that streches around the train. Down below are the depths of the water and their SCA's show them at the point of Bui. It is below them so all they need to is dive.

The dive takes a while, and depends on their swimming ability but hopefully with a bit of teamwork they arrive at the silent city of Bui.

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He just had enough time to worry when a huge hammer hit the crab! He ran towards the person who might be a wolf. He had seen her on the train already though they hadn't spoken.

Without his borderlines he was in trouble, he looked around for a stick so he could help her fight. "Thank you!"

Romeo stuck close to him, because he knew he was scared. It must be very scary to not know how to swim but Joss got better every time they went in the water. Romeo was sure that the practice was paying off!

He emerged from the water in front of Joss and took one look at his face. He knows his friend well enough to know when he is being stubborn.

"Come on Joss. It's not very long under the water!"

It's the way they're just--stopped. Fallen where they were, on balconies or floors, at tables, making food. A few here in a bunch, all crumpled just to one side of the entrance, as if they all decided to stop talking at once and drifted asleep.

"It's eerie." She agrees, finally. Delicately, she makes her way to one of the closer beings, holding out a hand to touch their neck, to test if there's life. There, holding, but with no substance to it.

"Alive. This is almost worse than if they were dead. I could understand that something struck them down but--they're just sleeping. All at once. What disease could do that? Or is this magic?"

Times like these, Nita found herself envying the Powers, and Their ability to see how all the parts in Time fit together, just a little.

Putting the fan-box down, she looked back over to the more mundane diving gear.

"... They're not foolproof, though," she said quietly, grimly.

"And whatever supplies the visions, they're not, either. But we figure it out anyway, right?"

/I'd say magic,/ Nita replies, glower more evident in her voice than her posture in this shape.

/And powerful, at that, if they're the same one blocking the natives' spiritual abilities./

As well as the Voidtreckers', too.

/For all we know, they're being used as batteries. At least they're not being dragged elsewhere, like those on the island.../

By this time, Misa's going a bit stir crazy, wanting to get off the train, but not into water, nope. But now, she's cleaning. Might as well get some deep cleaning done, while everyone is busy off doing whatever it is they're doing. She's got a stack of silverware in front of her, and two wash rags. She's giving them a good deep clean, since she's already fed the pets, handled the rest of the dishes, and folded her laundry.

She polishes another piece of flatware, and barely looks up when the girl drops across from her. "No." She says, and offers the girl a towel. "Here."

"... Thanks," Nita says, accepting the towel.

"Gimme a minute to settle, and I can help with the polishing?"

Assuming that's what Misa wants, anyway. Nita may be a little scatterbrained right now.

"Nothing I've seen before."

Not that she has a great deal of magic to compare with. Everything she knew much more...showy.

"Do people actually DO things like that? Use people to full their magic?" She drifts along a few feet above the seabed, avoiding the fallen beings but close enough to see if something changes.

"Why can't people be happy with the magic they were given?"

She shakes her head. "I am almost done. But, if you want to help, the laundry needs changed over by now." She doesn't understand why there are two machines when one would suffice. "I've been washing and drying towels as people come in and out. That way there are fresh ones for everyone."

Because nothing she likes better than a fresh towel when she steps out of the shower.

"All right. Let me know when you want backup."

Kaiba knows she's better suited to diving than he is at the moment. He'll wait.

"You're remembering something, aren't you."

Kaiba vaguely recalled. That whole tournament had been a mess of putting out fires, some of which he'd created himself. He shuffled closer to offer him support.

"Do you...want to talk about it?" This was definitely not his strong suit. But he'd promised he would try.

/Unfortunately. And in this kind of context? It's never a good thing./

Nita's seen people willingly offer themselves for this kind of thing - and she herself knows the value of being a willing sacrifice to save lives - but this? This feels very different.

And a hell of a lot worse.

/Might be someone trying to start a grudge match. Some people always profit in a war. Or... maybe they just like doing this kind of thing./

If they were especially terrible people.

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"I'm used to other weapons," Mami admitted, delicately setting the bow back down. "But I can't access them here, so I have to learn to improvise."

Nita nods. "I'll get to that in a moment, then."

Though from the way she's slumped on that bench, she may be overestimating her abilities. At least it's not even four cars down to get there...

"That's a good plan, having them pre-prepared like that."

She hugs her own towel more tightly, feeling grateful for that warmth.

"Yeah..." He sighed slightly. He thought he had honestly come out of that situation okay, but it was slowly dawning on him that he was anything but when it came to being underwater.

"We should... really focus on the mission rather than my little issue. I'm sure I'll be fine." Even though it probably was a good idea to talk about it. But he also knew they should be focusing on the task at hand.

It will be some time before Nita resurfaces - but eventually, she will, and assuming he comes back to the same spot on the platform, she'll debrief:

/Wish I'd left my clothes on the flotation platform or something, anyway, the natives of Bui are scattered all over the place, but they didn't look like they were in a panic. It's all 'lights off, nobody's home', with everyone just knocked flat, like a bomb had gone off. In the middle of daily life if I had to guess, but there were some things I couldn't get a good look at. Baskets and shells, maybe?/

One whale eye meets Kaiba's two. /I should be okay for another hour or so, if you want to help me with that?/

Though she'd be good for nothing for the rest of the day...

Misa shrugs. "I do not swim. At home, it is beneath a courtesan to even learn, it speaks of lower class behavior, well learned. If I am to be Mistress of the House, I cannot." She says. And no one can make her so there.

She puts down the last fork. "Would you like a peanut butter sandwich?" It's the only thing she can make in the kitchen. She's never been taught to cook, yet. Freema had just started with some of the basics, before she was brought here.

The thing behind him registers to heightened senses, though not as much so as he would have preferred. He makes a note to sniff around when they get back, see if anyone can provide him what he needs to restock his supplies, but there are more pressing issues at the moment. When he turns it's already dealt with, a large beast of a man tearing it apart.

He notes the claws, and the teeth. The other various things that point to something Else, but it's not any kind of creature he's met before. Werewolves tend more towards wolf and only under the full moon, and the other half-spirits are usually more deliberately so. Cursed, then, maybe, especially when it speaks, and his guard doesn't lower but that's training too deeply ingrained to leave now. The knife's already in his hand anyway, but he doesn't move to strike or threaten, only regards the other skeptically.

"If you like, I suppose," he answers, attention shifting to the tattered crab. "If you cook it first."

Nita would ask questions - for example, what happens if the House gets flooded? - but she's too tired at the moment, so apart from giving Misa an odd look she lets it pass.

"... That'd be great, actually," Nita says, responding to the query instead.

"Do we still have jam in the fridge, as well? Not that it's necessary."

Fuel is a bit more important at the moment!

Preparation:

Curufin braids his hair to keep it from getting in his eyes in case it gets free while he is underwater, and then he gathers his equipment. He grabs the leaflet and scrabbles through the pages to determine how to hook it all together. Then he appraises the diving suit and equipment with a critical but humorous eye. "Orange! Eternally orange," he remarks, with a snort of laugher.

Orange Team arrival:

Orange Team is the last to be dropped off. Curufin is hanging onto a handhold in the luggage carriage, trading funny or anxious comments with other team members. He knows, of course, that not all his teammates are going to dive with him, some are staying with the train.

With the usual shudder and jerk, the Voidtrecker Express drops out of the sky once more and sets down on the sea platform. He exits the train onto that platform and looks around. The sea is wide and blue and stretches out to the horizon, the sky is clear and blue. He lifts his wrist to check his SCA and looks the map over, trying to determine where exactly the city of Bui is, in relation to the platform. He makes a mental map.

And while he's doing that, he notices that his normal psychic sensitivity to his environment is somewhat muted. He tries to reach out with his mind and sense the temperature of the water and the speed of its flow, and this faculty returns no real information. He's going to have to rely wholly on his senses and his analytical abilities. All right, he can do that. He's smart and he's acutely attuned to his environment in purely sensory ways.

"Let's do this thing!" he says to his nearest teammate, and he puts his mask on and runs to the edge of the platform, vaults over the edge and down the ladder and dives. The water is icy cold but clear. He surfaces for a moment, and then plunges under again and heads downward, swimming with powerful strokes and keeping an eye out for signs of a city on the bottom of the ocean.

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"Okay. I'm right here...but it's a long way down, so pace yourself."

Kaiba checked his gear once more to ensure that it was on tight and pushed off the platform, treading the surface.

"...okay. Cold, but we'll manage."

"We are! I came to help Joss out! So I think we will all do our best and get this sorted out!" He is wearing a blue wet suit and is quite excited about getting started, he's never been on a purple mission before!

Nor has he been in an underwater cave before so this is very exciting!

"I wonder. Does it have something to do with everyone losing their powers?"

Kaiba's a completely ordinary human, so he wouldn't know. But he nods and climbs into the water.

"I'll go with you. But where'd you leave your clothes? I could grab something."

"Pace myself...got it." First things first he started to check his own gear. Everything seemed fine, but he checked a second time just to be sure. Still was okay.

Once the other had gone off first he slowly followed suit. "Okay, it's quite cold...but usually...that happens when going into the water." The next step was actually going under, which was the harder part.

"Okay...I can do this. Or at least I will give it a go." he takes a small breath before finally going under. The first moment he felt fine, he wasn't that far and he could still see the light. Sure he was a little anxious, but otherwise okay.

A quick burst of echolocation underneath the water, and Nita sheepisly explains, /They're that way. I can grab them like this, but they're not going to be useful for much now./

They can drop the wet rags off before making the dive.

/At least I didn't lose the suit.../

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UH Palace, why not

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o7 Want to ask on the Info post if there's anything special they can find there?

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already doooone :3

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/vibrates in anticipation

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