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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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"... But... are you touching me for me... or you...?" Gerome asked quietly. Of course he knew that Inigo wasn't flirting with him. The touches were purely platonic, there were no doubts about that. He didn't think there was anyone in any universe that would want to touch him in any other way. Or at all. Inigo was a rare breed indeed. And one of only a very, very small handful that Gerome could tolerate to do even that.
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So for a moment Inigo is quiet until the words slowly start to come out of his mouth.
"I'm.. touching you to let you know I'm still here." After all, Gerome said that Inigo better not leave, right? And while it's not like Inigo was planning on doing that in the slightest, he might as well try to reassure the other as much as possible that he's right here.
But he knows that's not the full answer.
So he does continue, though he ducks his head a little - while making sure to not move his body, since he's still supporting Gerome's weight.
".. and to let me know that you're still here." Because for a moment back there he had been absolutely terrified that he had lost Gerome. Inigo doesn't think there's much worse that could happen to him on this whole train journey than that.
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That... did make sense. In a way. It was reassuring to know that Inigo was there. While he hoped that his injuries would not eventually kill him, if he were to die, he would be happy to know that... a friend was at his side.
Gerome's eyes closed, and for a brief moment the hand within Inigo's tightened before it relaxed again.
"... I... am not leaving..." Was it a promise? It sure sounded like it was a promise. It was the only one that Gerome had to give in that moment.
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Ever.
"I won't let you," he softly says. It has nothing to do with him forcing Gerome to stay or anything of the sort though - if Gerome ever wanted to leave for whatever reason, Inigo would let him. Even though it would upset him so much. No, in this case it just means that he won't let Gerome die here and now. If the other starts looking too weak, Inigo will just drag a healer back from those tunnels himself if he has to. He doesn't care what he'd have to do for it. He won't let Gerome die. ".. I need you here."
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Maybe. But it was all in the past now. Nothing they could do to change how things had happened. No point in looking back. Fate had decided this path for them, had decided that these were the consequences of their actions. All they could do was walk the path and see what lay at the end.
"Inigo...?"
Gerome's voice was soft... a whisper, pained and low.
"... I think... I'm going to pass out." And his eyes closed as he slumped to the side and against Inigo's shoulder, saved from falling and causing himself more injury. Saved by Inigo being at his side, like he'd promised.
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His head is about to snap to the side to look at what's wrong, but then Gerome already continues before he can do so. The words seize his heart for a moment, making it feels as if it has stoped beating, especially when he feels Gerome slump more against him.
For a moment he sits there, almost frozen, but then Inigo's hand moves. He lets go of Gerome's hand, just so he can move a little higher and put his finger on Gerome's wrist instead, feeling his pulse.
.. It's still there. Maybe not the strongest it's ever been, but it's still very much there. Inigo lets out a breath of relief that he didn't even realise he was holding.
If Gerome only passed out, then that's not too bad.. Hopefully it shouldn't take too long for the mission to end and the train to arrive. Then he can let someone take a proper look at Gerome.
But until then.. Inigo will keep sitting here. And he most certainly won't remove his hand from Gerome's wrist. The slow, but steady beat of that pulse is just about the one thing that's holding Inigo together right now, rather than completely making him fall apart from worry.