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middleofsomewhere2021-03-26 04:46 am
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Entry tags:
- !mission eleven,
- alice liddell (am) [ou],
- allen walker [crau],
- cassie cage [ou],
- devero [ou],
- entrapta [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- kairi [ou],
- koumyou sanzo [ou],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- persephone [ou],
- piccolo [ou],
- rapunzel [ou],
- reno [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- seto kaiba [ou],
- taiki [ou],
- thanatos [ou],
- tidus [ou],
- trunks brief (future) [ou],
- vegeta iv [crau],
- yondu udonta [ou],
- yugi mutou [ou],
- ~x~a-qing [ou],
- ~x~asriel dreemurr [ou],
- ~x~demyx [ou],
- ~x~ken ichijouji [ou],
- ~x~kumoko [ou],
- ~x~mami tomoe [ou],
- ~x~merwen [ou],
- ~x~raven [ou],
- ~x~roland crane [ou]
The Will to Fight: Conclusion
The battles rage loud and ferocious at the gates of the city and off in the ruined wastelands of Erda, and on the walls a struggle of a different kind occurs. The team who stayed behind at the towers are small but determined as they move stoically across the walls to right the stones that have become misaligned, even as their friends battle not too far away.
The city begins to hum. It's a quiet hum, not loud enough to be heard out where the others are fighting but it vibrates even through stone. The recovering monks assure them that it is done, the wards are back up and no demon will be able to enter the city.
Eventually the battle is won, all three battles. The demons fought back and killed, a major blow to their gate system that will keep them back for hopefully a long time. Those waiting in the caverns return to the city and by the time they get there the illusions are gone. Everyone can see the world for what it really is.
But despite the ruins of their world the people are relieved, the adrenaline of the fight coursing through their veins and the mood is one of hope. They will build again, their people will survive.
All Voidtreckers please return to the Voidtrecker Express. Departure will be in a few hours
It has landed not too far from the city, cloaked to make it unnoticeable to the citizens, for all the good that does. No one has been particularly subtle this last week. People can begin regrouping, packing up the camp and getting any wounded not already healed to the train.
However roughly half an hour later another message appears on their SCA.
Passenger Persephone has requested we remain on system System #86525656412355 for an additional day to further assist the people of Erda. The Voidtrecker Express will depart on the morning of Day Fifteen of the month of Kazoo.
The train remains where it is, so the voidtreckers can use its facilities. There is definitely a lot that can be done to assist those of this world and the citizens will welcome any helping hands.
After an extra day they finally depart, returning to the void once more.
(OOC Note: Once the wards are up any characters who are demonic in nature will not be able to enter the city either!)
The city begins to hum. It's a quiet hum, not loud enough to be heard out where the others are fighting but it vibrates even through stone. The recovering monks assure them that it is done, the wards are back up and no demon will be able to enter the city.
Eventually the battle is won, all three battles. The demons fought back and killed, a major blow to their gate system that will keep them back for hopefully a long time. Those waiting in the caverns return to the city and by the time they get there the illusions are gone. Everyone can see the world for what it really is.
But despite the ruins of their world the people are relieved, the adrenaline of the fight coursing through their veins and the mood is one of hope. They will build again, their people will survive.
All Voidtreckers please return to the Voidtrecker Express. Departure will be in a few hours
It has landed not too far from the city, cloaked to make it unnoticeable to the citizens, for all the good that does. No one has been particularly subtle this last week. People can begin regrouping, packing up the camp and getting any wounded not already healed to the train.
However roughly half an hour later another message appears on their SCA.
Passenger Persephone has requested we remain on system System #86525656412355 for an additional day to further assist the people of Erda. The Voidtrecker Express will depart on the morning of Day Fifteen of the month of Kazoo.
The train remains where it is, so the voidtreckers can use its facilities. There is definitely a lot that can be done to assist those of this world and the citizens will welcome any helping hands.
After an extra day they finally depart, returning to the void once more.
(OOC Note: Once the wards are up any characters who are demonic in nature will not be able to enter the city either!)
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[ At least it doesn't sound like it's a dig at Tidus. Not a malicious one, anyway. But the topic of weddings on the train sits a little uneasy with Inigo for obvious reason, especially when it's about male couples in particular..
And so he feels the need to make this a bit lighter. To make a slight, dumb joke about it to keep his mind from throwing itself into the worry abyss.
Taking the board from Tidus, Inigo moves to hold it up again so it can be properly nailed into place this time. ]
But.. well. As long as they're all happy, I guess it isn't so bad. They probably want to just grab their happiness here while it lasts. [ Before they're potentially separated. ]
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And he doesn't even get to defend himself before Inigo's pushing the conversation on, to a point where it'd be weird and clumsy to say anything at all. Tidus huffs, wiggling the hammer some as he takes it back in his hand (not because he wants to do anything nefarious with it), but decides to concede, just let it - the subject, anyway - go where it has been, lifting up his arms. ]
Guess so. [ He works at the nail this time, knocking it in but not stopping prematurely to celebrate, digging it in until he can bash it without holding it in place. ] Well, let's get this done and find a new job! What do you think's gonna be for dinner? Persephone made a big pot of pasta back on the train...
[ Is this Tidus's own attempt at moving away from the subject, via food? You could say that. Or we can just pretend he's talking with his stomach.
Which isn't that far off either. ]
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And it returns some sort of normalcy to their conversation, momentarily making the thoughts fade from Inigo's mind again, being replaced by thoughts of food.
(Maybe he, ironically enough, is kind of hungry too.) ]
.. Pasta's the stringy stuff, right?
[ Look, he's getting there. He's getting there, okay, just.. very slowly.. ]
Wait, hold on, she had enough energy to make all the plants grow here, and then still made dinner afterwards?! [ Sweet Naga, it suddenly feels like the two of them are slacking off, even as they're trying to get this piece of wood nailed down in this very moment. ]
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Nooo, she made the pasta before she did all that. Remember the pasta I brought in for Taiki? It was some of that. She let me take a bowl for him after I let her borrow the higgledies.
[ Good thing those tiny guys can multiple for...no reason! ]
Anyway, you're thinking spaghetti. Or noodles. [ One or the other. ] That pasta was called penne. Penne pasta. It's the one you use for hot pasta.
[ 'hot pasta' ]
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Inigo just stands there for a good few moments. Just silently holding up the wood while he's thinking. Thinking so hard. One can practically see the little tandwheels over his head as he's trying to figure all of this out.
But apparently he gives up in the end, since the first thing he says when he speaks up again is just: ]
Why does food from other places have to be so complicated? [ How is a medieval boy supposed to keep up!! ]
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[ Because of course. Of course it was. ]
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Was it.. shaped like a blitzball? [ Give him a second, he's trying to wrap his head around the idea. Which is hard, considering he's still wrapping his head around the idea of pasta to begin with. ]
.. Was everything just related to blitzball somehow in Zanarkand?
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It was the biggest sport ever! Everyone watched blitzball! That's what life's like when you don't have fiends or wars to worry about. You can play blitzball, day in, day out! People loved it. Every district had its own team! They were split up by North, South, East, West; then you had around four groups in each...
Around that. [ Yeah, that sounds about right. ]
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[ Weird, he almost says, but then realises that kind of wording is way too insulting. Especially since he doesn't really mean it in that way. It's not that it's bad, it's just.. that it's hard to imagine for Inigo, especially in a world where sports were hardly a thing in the first place.
Then again, Tidus grew up in a world without dragons of all things, so he's pretty sure Ylisse would be just as weird to Tidus as Zanarkand is to him. ]
.. different. I can't even really imagine it. [ He admits, even though he's still thinking. ] But I guess it must have been nice, if everyone just enjoyed themselves all the time.