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middleofsomewhere2020-07-19 06:11 am
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Entry tags:
- !mission seven,
- allen walker [crau],
- cassie cage [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- katsuya jonouchi [au-crau],
- kitty pryde [ou],
- lea [crau],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- masumi sera [ou],
- piccolo [ou],
- ple two [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- yugi mutou [ou],
- ~x~conan edogawa [ou],
- ~x~danny phantom [ou],
- ~x~della duck [ou],
- ~x~gerome [ou],
- ~x~gladiolus amicitia [ou],
- ~x~glorfindel [ou],
- ~x~mami tomoe [ou],
- ~x~nita callahan [crau],
- ~x~ran mouri [ou],
- ~x~roland crane [ou],
- ~x~trowa barton [ou],
- ~x~wei wuxian [ou],
- ~x~whisper the wolf [ou]
Final: Blue and Purple
Blue: A Call to Arms
On the sixth night (G10) since arriving in the Gry coves the fighting is the heaviest than it has been all week. What’s more anyone who tries to sleep that day or night will find their dreams are the clearest yet. Darkness, downward tunnels, fear yes but a clear calling. A draw. A call for help. A cry to arms.
The caverns are a flurry of activity but by the morning (G11) the elders address the cove. It is clear. The Burrower wishes them to descend. Furthermore if the aliens have been having dreams as well then it is clear that they are invited.
Not all can go of course, the caverns still need defending. But any who wish to may. The morning is spent preparing for the descent, or rather making sure that there are still defenders of the caverns and that everything is in order for them to descend.
Purple: A Plan for Aid
The fighting is still thick and fast but the morning of the seventh day (G11) brings another flurry of activity. The teenagers who had been growing restless all week can be found gathering in groups.
If approached by anyone who isn’t a Terran adult they will let them in on the secret. The Gry were going down to the dweller. The Gry dream forums have been full of Gry teens talking about this, worried their god is in danger. Worried they are in danger and going down there will mean certain death.
So of course the Terran want to help and their adults have not been listening. They have found one of the entrances that they believe will go down into the dwellers domain. They plan to strike out by noon and won’t say no to any one who wants to go with them.
It’s a steep entrance, going almost vertically down into the darkness below. They are pretty certain it leads to the dweller.
Meanwhile the monsters are still attacking the city with increasing numbers and almost every Terran is engaged in some level of fighting.
The Descent (Please specify team colour.)
The tunnels down from both the Gry coves and the Terran tunnels are steep. Even the Gry and Terran themselves struggle with the descent and voidtreckers will definitely need to use climbing equipment. It takes most of the day and into the evening to climb down. The air is dry and thin the further down they get but their SCA keeps them going.
The Terran and Gry have no such technology but they are better acclimatised. It’s a long climb down through the darkness.
Meanwhile... (Please specify team colour.)
For those that don’t descend there is still plenty to do. Monsters are still attacking, though as night falls they dwindle, as they begin to rush down to the cavern below. Still there are pockets of monsters around that need dealing with.
Parts of both tunnel systems are in need of repair. Down in the Terran tunnels the areas that had been collapsed still need a lot of work, though all the citizens have been rescued. The Gry systems are less structurally damaged but they are a mess and the clean up operation will take a while.
Deep Dweller
Finally the dark downward descent leads into a huge cavern. In the centre of the cavern there is a large, grey creature easily filling the space. It looks almost like a grub, if a huge one. It is hard to ascertain if it has eyes or a mouth even but it moves, slowly up and down as if it is breathing.
The elder Gry make respectful gestures towards it, the younger ones follow suit, a little more hesitantly. The Terran teenagers mostly seem some mixture of horrified and amazed.
There are four large entrances to the cavern, the two that the two groups came down and two other large ones from elsewhere. There are also numerous small ones, high and low in the walls. The two groups arrive at roughly the same time and it is not long before they have company…
On the sixth night (G10) since arriving in the Gry coves the fighting is the heaviest than it has been all week. What’s more anyone who tries to sleep that day or night will find their dreams are the clearest yet. Darkness, downward tunnels, fear yes but a clear calling. A draw. A call for help. A cry to arms.
The caverns are a flurry of activity but by the morning (G11) the elders address the cove. It is clear. The Burrower wishes them to descend. Furthermore if the aliens have been having dreams as well then it is clear that they are invited.
Not all can go of course, the caverns still need defending. But any who wish to may. The morning is spent preparing for the descent, or rather making sure that there are still defenders of the caverns and that everything is in order for them to descend.
Purple: A Plan for Aid
The fighting is still thick and fast but the morning of the seventh day (G11) brings another flurry of activity. The teenagers who had been growing restless all week can be found gathering in groups.
If approached by anyone who isn’t a Terran adult they will let them in on the secret. The Gry were going down to the dweller. The Gry dream forums have been full of Gry teens talking about this, worried their god is in danger. Worried they are in danger and going down there will mean certain death.
So of course the Terran want to help and their adults have not been listening. They have found one of the entrances that they believe will go down into the dwellers domain. They plan to strike out by noon and won’t say no to any one who wants to go with them.
It’s a steep entrance, going almost vertically down into the darkness below. They are pretty certain it leads to the dweller.
Meanwhile the monsters are still attacking the city with increasing numbers and almost every Terran is engaged in some level of fighting.
The Descent (Please specify team colour.)
The tunnels down from both the Gry coves and the Terran tunnels are steep. Even the Gry and Terran themselves struggle with the descent and voidtreckers will definitely need to use climbing equipment. It takes most of the day and into the evening to climb down. The air is dry and thin the further down they get but their SCA keeps them going.
The Terran and Gry have no such technology but they are better acclimatised. It’s a long climb down through the darkness.
Meanwhile... (Please specify team colour.)
For those that don’t descend there is still plenty to do. Monsters are still attacking, though as night falls they dwindle, as they begin to rush down to the cavern below. Still there are pockets of monsters around that need dealing with.
Parts of both tunnel systems are in need of repair. Down in the Terran tunnels the areas that had been collapsed still need a lot of work, though all the citizens have been rescued. The Gry systems are less structurally damaged but they are a mess and the clean up operation will take a while.
Deep Dweller
Finally the dark downward descent leads into a huge cavern. In the centre of the cavern there is a large, grey creature easily filling the space. It looks almost like a grub, if a huge one. It is hard to ascertain if it has eyes or a mouth even but it moves, slowly up and down as if it is breathing.
The elder Gry make respectful gestures towards it, the younger ones follow suit, a little more hesitantly. The Terran teenagers mostly seem some mixture of horrified and amazed.
There are four large entrances to the cavern, the two that the two groups came down and two other large ones from elsewhere. There are also numerous small ones, high and low in the walls. The two groups arrive at roughly the same time and it is not long before they have company…
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It was difficult to see in the darkness, even with the night vision on his glasses activated. But Ran was hurt.
He knew she wanted him to stay away, but he needed to do something. He quickly releases a ball from his belt and kicks it straight at the creatures head, hoping that it would reach its target before it could hurt her again. And immediately afterwards, he follows up by shining his light at the creature.
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"Conan-kun!" Ran's pulling herself back upright, pushing off from a boulder of her own. Her shirt is slashed, streaked with red. Fumbling for her own SCA in turn: "I told you to go!"
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"Come on! We need to get out of here before it recovers!"
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"Keep shining your light in that direction; I'll get mine on--"
Hopefully between both lights, they can drive it off, make it decide that they aren't worth the effort.
If not, she's getting him out of there even if she has to throw him.
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"And you're hurt," he points out. "Wouldn't it be better to get help?"
He knew his own skills, and knew that he'd be useless if it came down to fighting again.
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Having fumbled with the controls of the SCA, light blossoms from the face. Immediately she turns it on the creature, combining Conan's light with her own. There's a snarl . . . but apparently the monster decides that it's more light than can be contended with. Backing up, it darts away, whisking back down the tunnel.
Ran releases a quiet, shaky breath, not daring yet to lower the light, her opposite hand pulling free of Conan to check her ribs. The connection was likely long enough, though, for him to catch the shiver.
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"You're hurt," he says, far more upset than he was letting on. "Ran-neechan, are you really okay to keep fighting like this?"
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Maybe the last two sentences are as much for herself as for him. She can't hold back, can't give into the fear that's lurking in every shadow for her right now. She has him to worry about -- has to get them both out of this mission and back on the train.
Her fingers move up to her cheek, wincing as she feels the cut there. That doesn't seem to be deep either, thankfully, though she smears the blood without realizing it. "H-Hopefully it's gone? And I was hoping by following the others that there wouldn't be as much fighting."
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He fishes through his backpack and pulls out some bandages. He'd learned his lesson from past missions, and made it a priority now to always pack first aid supplies.
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His movement catches her attention. "Ah, really, it's not bad--"
Probably still something that should be cleaned and covered over for the time being, but usually it's her that's supposed to be the fussing, not him. She doesn't settle easily into the role. She reaches for the bandages, aiming to do it herself.