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driftfleet2018-07-16 05:41 pm
axi) wrote in driftfleet2018-07-16 05:41 pm
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Who: Kaname (axi), Messer (vartex), Lucina (lacyprincess), Prompto (this_loser)
Broadcast: No
Action: Drade, Islands and Mists
When: Friday, July 20th
[Exploring the mists somehow became something on Kaname's to do list, so of course Messer didn't want her to go alone. She mentioned the idea to Prompto, who decided to accompany her as well. Lucina was an invitation of her own. She liked the girl, and she'd serve as someone else for any of the rest of them to talk with.
Masks and lights (and weapons) in place, the four head out to the edge of one uninhabited island and begin their trek. Some ways in (maybe a twenty minute walk), they find what looks to be an old, abandoned village. It's not nearly as up to date as Veynar... maybe two or three centuries behind, it's hard to tell.
Kaname carefully makes her way into a stone building that was probably a home of some kind back in its time. The roof is mostly gone, and she's careful when moving under the pieces that still hang precariously from above. Something catches her eye, causing her to stop and crouch to get a better view.]
Messer, can I get a light? [From overhead. Because he's tall.] You should come see this.
[If and when Prompto and Lucina make their way over, too, they'll see a dull sort of carving etched into the floor in one corner. It could possibly be a creature hovering over a very small home, its mouth wide open. Maybe. If they squint.]
axi), Messer (vartex), Lucina (lacyprincess), Prompto (this_loser)Broadcast: No
Action: Drade, Islands and Mists
When: Friday, July 20th
[Exploring the mists somehow became something on Kaname's to do list, so of course Messer didn't want her to go alone. She mentioned the idea to Prompto, who decided to accompany her as well. Lucina was an invitation of her own. She liked the girl, and she'd serve as someone else for any of the rest of them to talk with.
Masks and lights (and weapons) in place, the four head out to the edge of one uninhabited island and begin their trek. Some ways in (maybe a twenty minute walk), they find what looks to be an old, abandoned village. It's not nearly as up to date as Veynar... maybe two or three centuries behind, it's hard to tell.
Kaname carefully makes her way into a stone building that was probably a home of some kind back in its time. The roof is mostly gone, and she's careful when moving under the pieces that still hang precariously from above. Something catches her eye, causing her to stop and crouch to get a better view.]
Messer, can I get a light? [From overhead. Because he's tall.] You should come see this.
[If and when Prompto and Lucina make their way over, too, they'll see a dull sort of carving etched into the floor in one corner. It could possibly be a creature hovering over a very small home, its mouth wide open. Maybe. If they squint.]
the search // cw for death/blood/violence
Three things are noticeable before anyone sees him- first, a soft, tinny jingling. Second, heavy breathing and the occasional aggressive snarl. Third, the mist parts to reveal a brutal cityscape of what must have once been a normal, thriving metropolis and is now just a mass grave of bodies scattered throughout the street. Men, women, children, humans and alien humanoids- the population is a blur of unrecognizable figures, with death being the only thing they have in common. Some of them have veins protruding from their faces, most of them are covered in blood. Some have no faces at all, too mangled for any features to remain. Whatever happened here was violent, brutal, and left little room for survival.
Any attempt to check on the bodies will reveal them to be a mere hallucination, and with enough searching, they'll find him: staggering through the center of it all is Messer.
He's been wandering for hours non-stop, and it shows on his face- gaunt and exhausted, driven forward only by the infection flowing through his body and the bloodlust it brings with it. His muscles stretch the clothing he's wearing, tense and pulsing with excess energy and adrenaline, the veins pronounced on his face, eyes bloodshot. The mask that hangs from his neck is even more broken than it had been when he'd left them, nail scratches like deep claw marks over the filters, bits of shattered plastic missing from the shell. There's remnants of blood on his hands but it's impossible to tell the source from a distance.
The tinny voice is a recording of Kaname's AXIA that echoes around him like a siren's song, faint and occasionally glitching, the battery of his bracelet running dry. Not that it was ever effective in this place, with the hallucinations and the madness of the mist too overwhelming to give him a chance. Even Kaname's real song hadn't been enough to spare him in the moment where the Var had taken over his mind.
He hasn't noticed anyone yet.]
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Nami's message was almost a godsend, arriving when the singer was almost at her wits' end. She has to thank her captain later.
Now here, she glances back at Prompto and Lucina, both relieved and on edge with them there. They'd been clued in as soon as they could be even before he ran off, and the rest after. The fact they'd decided to stay and help meant a lot. Kaname keeps her voice low when she begins to lay out the plan that has been brewing in her head since their search started.]
It'll be like Selvin. [That rundown is for Prompto to grasp the general idea of their strategy.] Lucina, you're up there with me, Prompto's covering us. I need to draw Messer's attention and have his focus, and I've got to be close to do it.
[She pauses, the small echo of her song permeating the air around them and renewing her resolve.]
My abilities are stronger when my life is in danger. I'm afraid that's what we need here. Don't let him get you, once he does, you won't be released. [Her eyes flicker to the illusions of corpses strewn about.] When I give the signal, I need you two to keep him off me for three minutes. If nothing's changed after the time is up... Do what you have to.
[They should know what she means, there's no room for it to be anything other than the last resort judging by her tone. Kaname looks at both of them.]
Last chance for questions or to change your mind.
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She's not sure what the comments about Selvin reference, but she thinks she has enough information going forward.]
I won't change my mind.
[Her voice is far more sure than she feels, but that's good. She's here to help her friends and to make sure that nothing bad happens to Messer, if she can do something. And, well, if it comes to it, she'll cut him down as well.
Hopefully.]
Can he be reasoned with like this?
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But he opts not to say anything after all. She knows what needs to be done.
He presses his lips together and calls up his gun.]
I'm good. [Good enough.
He listens for an answer to Lucina's question. An alternative to having to shoot the guy would be preferable.]
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If he were, we wouldn't be doing this.
[The singer drops her bag at the edge of the illusion by an old post of some kind after gripping it to make sure it's real. In one hand, she has her flashlight from the exploration. Her other clutches a small music player, previously belonging to Freyja.]
I'll head up on the left, Lucina, you take the right. When I'm in position, I'll draw his attention. That'll be your cue to head in. Engage when needed, either to give me distance or a reprieve. I'll do the same for you.
[Glancing at Prompto, Kaname's all business now. There's no familiar warm gleam when their eyes meet.]
Keep him in your sights and off our backs if he gets too close or if we need the cover. If I can, I'll use the flashlight to show you where to shoot.
[Instructions delivered, she nods to them and heads off to her specified direction. The grip on her items tightens until her knuckles are white. He may be tired and ragged, but she knows the Var. He'll keep going until cured or dead.
Once in a suitable position, Kaname stands at attention and turns on the music. Messer's attention is drawn, and she changes into a familiar outfit. Flashy and distracting as it needs to be.]
Messer!
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Like a wild animal, sickly and lashing out- you either cage it or put it out of its misery. That's all the Var is.
In the distance the man's staggering body goes stiff at the sound of her shout, turning clumsily towards them. His gaze zeroes in on Kaname as the source. If the music is familiar to him at all, he shows no sign. He snarls wildly, muscles bulging, and charges towards her with fingers outstretched.]
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She darts to the right, sword out in front of her, ready to help as much as she can. She knows how to subdue as well as maim and kill. She's learned all her lessons well enough.
What she's not expecting is the look of wildness on Messer's face that wipes it of anything familiar at all.]
Sweet Naga...
[In that moment she wishes that her brother was there to sort of goad her forward, but she's glad that he's safely away.]
Kaname, now!
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He gets a good look at Messer when he turns and charges. He hardly recognizes the man. Still, he doesn't want to have to shoot the guy. And he silently prays that they won't have to kill him.]
Fuck...
[Three minutes. That's ... that's a long time.
He flicks off the safety.]