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wilderlogs2018-05-15 10:56 pm
easy_as_cake) wrote in wilderlogs2018-05-15 10:56 pm
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[Open] In Philly
Who: Trance and Open
What: A proper introduction! One that doesn’t involve anyone getting attacked, getting healed, or getting in a gigantic unexpected argument! After the chaos of arriving, running for her life, learning to heal, and attempting to stop her best friend from completely burning every possible bridge, Trance looks for a little mental R&R by doing some exploring around the camp.
Where: In and near the library.
When: After the healing log but before the quest moves on.
Warnings/Notes: Only what you bring with you. I’ll update if any are added.
I. Outside The First
[There’s a curious-looking purple girl with a tail exploring the abandoned buildings outside the library the group has holed up in. She stops to pet one of the oversized vines, talking to it under her breath, before she notices one of the many-eyed lizards farther up the building.
Her tail twitches slightly side-to-side before she extends a hand toward it, carefully, slowly. It’s well out of reach, but she doesn’t let that stop her. The lizard doesn’t seem to take note or care either way if it does see her. With that many eyes, how could it not notice? She frowns slightly and wiggles her fingers a bit.]
Come on. I don’t bite. ...I hope you don’t bite, either. You don’t, right?
[The lizard remains unfazed.]
II. Outside The Second
No, not- Not that way!
[Trance has discovered another spell she has access to. She sits cross-legged in a patch of grass breaking through a pile of rubble that may have once been a road, hands stretched in front of her, fingers buried in the grass. The grass, which she is talking to.
The grass… which seems to be responding, after a fashion.
It grows right impossibly fast, twisting and turning around itself to make vine-like ropes that grab for anything passing by. She, perhaps, hasn’t quite learned to control this part of it yet. The grass-vines grab the nearest passerby and Trance snatches her hands away from the ground with a squeak. The grass doesn’t do anything but hold its accidental prisoner in place, but it also doesn’t seem to be receding.
Sorry! I’m sorry! That wasn’t- [She takes a deep breath and presses her hands to the ground again.] I can fix this.
III. Inside
[Trance has found herself a quiet corner to read in, out of the way and unlikely to be stumbled upon by anyone she’s currently annoyed at. A small pile of books sits next to her, a couple larger ones already tucked into a sad-looking messenger bag. They largely seem to be medical books or emergency preparedness manuals, although one has a blank but fancy looking binding that obviously doesn’t match the decaying state of a lot of the library’s books.
At the moment, though, she’s distracted by one particular book that even at first glance is not the serious subject matter of the rest of her finds. Though faded, the cover obviously once sported bright colors and reflective foil in the shape of scales on a fish. She seems entirely engrossed in reading the picture book, not paying much attention to her surroundings except to look up whenever she hears footsteps.]
What: A proper introduction! One that doesn’t involve anyone getting attacked, getting healed, or getting in a gigantic unexpected argument! After the chaos of arriving, running for her life, learning to heal, and attempting to stop her best friend from completely burning every possible bridge, Trance looks for a little mental R&R by doing some exploring around the camp.
Where: In and near the library.
When: After the healing log but before the quest moves on.
Warnings/Notes: Only what you bring with you. I’ll update if any are added.
I. Outside The First
[There’s a curious-looking purple girl with a tail exploring the abandoned buildings outside the library the group has holed up in. She stops to pet one of the oversized vines, talking to it under her breath, before she notices one of the many-eyed lizards farther up the building.
Her tail twitches slightly side-to-side before she extends a hand toward it, carefully, slowly. It’s well out of reach, but she doesn’t let that stop her. The lizard doesn’t seem to take note or care either way if it does see her. With that many eyes, how could it not notice? She frowns slightly and wiggles her fingers a bit.]
Come on. I don’t bite. ...I hope you don’t bite, either. You don’t, right?
[The lizard remains unfazed.]
II. Outside The Second
No, not- Not that way!
[Trance has discovered another spell she has access to. She sits cross-legged in a patch of grass breaking through a pile of rubble that may have once been a road, hands stretched in front of her, fingers buried in the grass. The grass, which she is talking to.
The grass… which seems to be responding, after a fashion.
It grows right impossibly fast, twisting and turning around itself to make vine-like ropes that grab for anything passing by. She, perhaps, hasn’t quite learned to control this part of it yet. The grass-vines grab the nearest passerby and Trance snatches her hands away from the ground with a squeak. The grass doesn’t do anything but hold its accidental prisoner in place, but it also doesn’t seem to be receding.
Sorry! I’m sorry! That wasn’t- [She takes a deep breath and presses her hands to the ground again.] I can fix this.
III. Inside
[Trance has found herself a quiet corner to read in, out of the way and unlikely to be stumbled upon by anyone she’s currently annoyed at. A small pile of books sits next to her, a couple larger ones already tucked into a sad-looking messenger bag. They largely seem to be medical books or emergency preparedness manuals, although one has a blank but fancy looking binding that obviously doesn’t match the decaying state of a lot of the library’s books.
At the moment, though, she’s distracted by one particular book that even at first glance is not the serious subject matter of the rest of her finds. Though faded, the cover obviously once sported bright colors and reflective foil in the shape of scales on a fish. She seems entirely engrossed in reading the picture book, not paying much attention to her surroundings except to look up whenever she hears footsteps.]
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Really? I can do that, too! The healing, I mean. Well, a little. It's not very much, but it's definitely more than I could do before without Andromeda and all the equipment in the medical bay. I can't do chains or anything, but I did make a bunch of plants accidentally grab somebody earlier, so that's new, too.
[There is no place for dignified and respectable here. The picture book lies closed and forgotten in her lap, all her attention now on her new friend and their shared powers.]
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[ It has a medical bay. Part of Simmons is like oh, thank god, someone else who understands about space. So far it seems to just be him, Brainy, and the Jedi. ]
That sounds pretty useful. Mostly I've been using chains to trip people up, I'm not sure how much they can hold and I don't want to find out at a bad time.
I bet you could do that with plants too.
[ That's what he was doing during the Weathertop fight. And also something he's done to Dixon, but he's not exactly broadcasted that incident. ]
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[The ship is built very well, but Rommie herself is also very nice. Just nice all around. She just assumes pretty much everyone knows about starships, though. That will be a bit of a shock once she discovers otherwise.]
Ooh, I wonder if I could. Probably kind of hard to practice, that, though. Most people aren't going to want to let me trip them just to see if I can.
[Of course, if she happens to run into Harper soon, she might try it anyway.]
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[ He totally got spacesick like five times. ]
Some people might volunteer. That Impulse kid was asking me to test the light thing on him to see if he could absorb it.
...Might want to find somewhere soft to try that, though.
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[He's all made of metal. Of course he's some sort of android or robot or something. A combat android looking like him makes complete sense. Although he does look a bit like Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum now she's thinking about it and the thought makes her smile.]
I don't think I've met him, either, yet. I haven't met very many people. Everyone's kind of... I mean, there was a really big fight, so I don't blame them for kind of wanting to keep to themselves, right?
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But as for being an android... ]
Oh. Erm.
[ Right. It seems like other worlds don't have people running around in combat armor all the time. This is an easy mistake. ]
I'm only about one eighth cyborg, actually. Arm, leg, some organs, but...
[ Simmons unseals his helmet and pulls it off to demonstrate. See? Human. ]
I've only seen a couple of robots personally. [ One in particular, and he's an asshole. ]
Everyone's kind of beat up and tired, that was the worst thing we've seen so far.
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She looks a bit embarrassed when he reveals her mistake, but only a bit. As least she hadn't assumed he was something weird.]
Oh! Sorry. There's nothing wrong with being a cyborg, either, you know. I've met a few of them. One was really mean and tried to shoot me, but I'm sure you won't do that.
[It had been a trying time for everyone.]
Have you been here very long? I only just got here right when everything was kind of. Exploding.
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[ Given how things are going, he kind of misses it. Shooting at people who were trying to hurt his friends, those sure were the days. ]
I've been here since... well, I guess since we started showing up here? That was the worst thing that's happened to us so far.
[ It's not like anyone else has shown up and claimed to have been around longer. ]
You'd think that would mean I have some idea what's going on by now, but no. I don't think anybody really does.
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[But just probably. She has faith in people's ingenuity.]
I guess that's good. Unless things are just going to get worse which is always possible. Or maybe they'll get better and we'll all be really happy and surprised. [She even looks like she believes it. Optimism is very strange when you don't know whether it's really going to happen that way or not. She's working on it.] At least if nobody knows, then we're all on equal footing? It's like a field trip!