Onward: Orange

[voidtreckermods]

On the second night those still on the train may be woken by rough seas, the train lurching and rolling in the waves.

If they manage to sleep through the choppy waters they might instead be woken by the voice over the ICPs. "Orange team to doors. Orange team to doors."

Those that head the instruction and exit out of the luggage carriage or dressing room doors will be met with a strange sight.

The sea is glowing. Or at least part of the sea. Underneath them, from where Bui lies there is a light that shines upwards through the dark water, rippling over the water, breaking into specks of light in the waves.

It seems it is time for another investigation.

Night Dive

The water is even colder at night, the water eerie as they make the dive down to the city. The whole city is lit up, light reflecting off shells and coral.

The light seems to be coming from the far palace. Outside the palace there is a sigil, in the shape of a shell, glowing brightly. It had not been there before, nothing to suggest there had been anything special about that patch of ground. Yet it glows now.

Crabs

The city of Bui, until now, has been peaceful, eerily empty even. But as they investigate they will find a different problem. Some of the giant crabs have found their way to the city. Not overwhelming numbers, but enough to be a problem, especially as their aim seems to be attacking the sleeping citizens.

On the Train

For those who remain on the train dawn brings it's own problems. Dawn breaks into darkness, the sun barely penetrating. Shadows are deep and the temperature cooler. It is not too dark to see, more like an endless twilight.

The seas remain rough and choppy, like a storm is brewing.

Comments

[blue_ice]

"...your voice sounded strange. But maybe that's the helmet system."

Kaiba squints at her suspiciously. He doesn't buy that at all. But he knows it's better to lead around to the point than to press.

"Kaina was like this? A small local market?"

[mtsilver_conquor]

"It could be, yeah. These do seem rather old fashioned."

She might keep it out of her voice, but her shoulder's slump, just a bit, in relief.

"Local but also world-famous. I've visited a few times, though I stayed away from the Tourist End." even though the helmet, it's clear her face's scrunched.

[blue_ice]

"Tourist ends are terrible everywhere," he agreed, observing the stalls in this eerie light. The architecture was oddly beautiful. Each item for sale told a story, items hanging in the water.

He looked back at them, still squinting. "We shouldn't stay too long. I'm hearing noises I don't like."

[mtsilver_conquor]

"Yeah and more chance of being recognised," there's a distinctly unhappy tone to her voice.

Eva blinks then scoffs with a wave of her hand. "You're hearing things. I've only heard us talking here, and we haven't even seen everything on offer."

[blue_ice]

"...I don't think that was your voice," Kaiba disagrees. "Everyone down here is unconscious except the three of us."

Not two. Three. He squints.

[mtsilver_conquor]

Eva flinches, just a little.

"... Lele's an AI. I undid the vocal locks a little to let it talk."

Let him make of it as he will.

[blue_ice]

"Really?"

Kaiba spins around to get a closer look---not too close, but much more interested than before.

"I didn't know you were an AI programmer too. It's intense work, and difficult to make rewarding..."

[mtsilver_conquor]

"I'm not. I had the porygon2-" she waves a hand in Lele's direction, the porygon2 not even responding to Seto or Eva's actions.

It simply floats there with a creepily blank expression. Though, it seems that is by the design of the shell. "custom-built and spec'd in Alola to help run the Battle Tree's security systems. I'd go back to the place again -the work is topnotch- if I ever wanted another one, though I'd probably get a cheaper package."