Day Twelve, Conclusion

[voidtreckermods]

All battles come to an end. Professor Chill and his henchpeople is defeated, the ice giant slain by the brave heroes of purple team. The townspeople led out of the tunnels and due to some extraordinary pun-hacking skills by Kaito the weather machine is de-powered.

Being a magical snowstorm the shutting down of the weather machine causes it to vanish, snow begins to melt and then evaporates into the air before it can become a larger problem in terms of a flood. The temperatures rise, going from dangerously cold to a warm spring day, warm enough that the voidtreckers will soon be too warm all bundled up as they are. The clouds disappear, the sun shines. Within a short period of time the streets are dry, the mountainsides are green and the trees are bright with flowers.

The streets are still a mess, property is damaged and the clean up operation is going to be intense but it doesn't look like there is any lasting ecological damage at least.

The ice labyrinth vanishes and those inside it will find themselves suddenly standing in the field below. For red team, the journey to the top of the mountain took four days in the blizzard but with the weather clear and going downhill they will reach the valley by the end of day eleven.

The army has arrived and mostly taken over gathering the injured and dealing with the more serious damage but there is plenty to do for those who still wish to help. Houses need put back to rights, streets and paths need sweeping of debris.

Help out, find your friends, swap stories. Celebrate a job well done.

Towards mid afternoon of day twelve a beeping from their SCA's should draw everyone's attention. The map leads them to a place just out of sight from the town and there is the Voidtrecker Express. It is time to leave.

Comments

[so_dark_a_road]

Inigo is not the only person who is dubious about the smile on Curufin's face when he talks about possible death. He's gotten that kind of feedback from others, whether they said it aloud or only showed it with their facial expressions. But it's true that he's covering up something, even from himself. In all those many years of battles against Morgoth the Dark Enemy of the World, the worst monster that Middle-earth had ever faced, he had learned to charge into deadly peril with a grin and a joke, and that had served him well.

"Strange, monsters made of snow and ice. I would give a lot to discover Dr. Chill's secret. It might stand us in good stead on some other mission, if we ever had to face artificially animated creatures again. But those particular monsters, I don't imagine they were very welcoming! Unless to welcome you into their savage arms or their vicious teeth. Did any of them have teeth? As I said, I didn't have the chance to fight them."

[flatteries]

Something about what Curufin says makes Inigo laughs, and he jokingly shoves the other a little with his arm. There's no real force behind it though, since he's just being playful.

"You are almost making it sound like you wished you could've fought those menaces with all your questions! You ought to be careful what you wish for, I don't feel like lifting anything anymore for days after having to deal with those things for so long."

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin grins back at Inigo and nudges him back, jokingly.

"I do wish I could have fought those menaces! I'm a fighter by temperament, a warrior by profession. I like to fight. But you must have fought them every day on this mission, and I can see why you'd be fatigued."

[flatteries]

"Oh, sure, then let's switch around next time this happens. You can go fight all the monsters you want, and I will use my great intellect to solve a labyrinth in no time!"

Says the boy with no more than two active braincells at any given time.. But at least it's obvious that he's jokingly exaggerating on purpose, judging by the tone he says it with.

(Jokes aside though, he really wouldn't mind it. Inigo can fight just fine, but that doesn't mean he necessarily likes it. But that's something he won't admit out loud.)

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin grins. "All right, it's a deal! I'll use my brawn to wrestle those monsters into compliance, or chop them up into pieces with my sword, and you can use your brains to solve the great puzzle!"

Oh well, intelligence is relative. Or so Curufin would say when it's his mind stacked up against a problem he can't solve in time. But he has to chuckle at Inigo's deliberate exaggeration; it's humor he can identify with.

( Everybody has something they won't admit aloud. XD )