EVENT LOG: A MOTHER'S LULLABY

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Who: EVERYONE
What: the Mother's Lullaby mingle log.
When: Day 407 ( Feb. 21/22 )
Where: all across the city!
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

Day 407 ( Feb. 21/22 )

[ The thick cloud coverage from yesterday turns dark and vicious, enough so to blot out the morning sun and cast Asgard into prolonged darkness. Thunder will begin to crackle across the city, seemingly far away at first as the storm builds, and growing louder with each passing minute going past noon.

As per the Holes event from November, Storm Spirits from the Percy Jackson franchise will sweep through the streets, sometimes alone and sometimes in groups of two or three. They will not discriminate between Demigod, Traveller, or native as they shock them, run them down, or sweep them up into the air. They are metaphysical creatures, which means combating them will be relatively difficult, but don't worry for too long.

Just as the sun sets ( though it still can't be seen behind the pitch black cloud coverage spider-webbed with small bursts of lightning ), a final crack of thunder will rumble across the entire kingdom, sounding near enough to a rockslide beneath their feet and above their heads. The sky will flash in a violent burst of lightning, bright enough to cast the sky in an unearthly white and blue that lasts several seconds before fading. Torrential rain will pour above an unnatural silence; the Storm Spirits are gone, and the natives will have gone bone white with fear. Even the animal life in the city will not deign to bark or howl.

The silence persists until Heimdall addresses the network with an announcement on February 22. Stay tuned to find out more! ]

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Mother's Lullaby event. All deaths are still subject to death consequences. Heimdall will be posting to the network tomorrow, so keep an eye out for it. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] in the title of your comment, along with the time and location. Let us know if you have any questions! ]

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[littlesurvivor]

[Well. Clementine is used to storms and the like. But not quite like this. This is different. They seems almost like a normal horse or person, and yet....they clearly are not. There's still something strange about them that sets her on edge when she comes out to investigate. To see what is going on and if anyone needs help, needs healing.

These are not something she figures her healing or pistol would do much against though. Or any self defense she has been taught for that matter. She turns to leave, to head back in the house to get one of the others when she feels the hairs at the base of her neck stand on end. And then the shock starts, the wind carrying her up and then tossing her harshly back to the ground, causing her to cry out when she lands awkwardly, causing her arm to break as she tries to break her fall as best she could. Clementine is a little winded too, shakily getting to her feet and eying the storm spirits warily.

There is nothing on her that could hurt it. She just has to try and make a run for it, as she attempts to get her bearings again, a little dizzy from being tossed into the sky. She clutches her arm, pursing her lips as she looks around. She doubts she is the only one out here. And even then, these things could end up getting inside by breaking the windows or something.

As soon as she does see someone, she attempts to rush over, to warn them, to check if they are okay.]

[forthevillage]

[At the sound of footsteps behind him, Itachi spins around to face her. Something flicks on in his left hand - a flashlight, small, but one that casts enough light so that when the ninja holds it up and pointing slightly downward just over his shoulder it helps draw his own shadow out from where it has merged with the rest of the gloom caused by the darkened sky.

He registers her as a fellow traveller before he attacks, however, and lowers his arm. A girl - one he had spoken to over the network already. She might have been intending to check on him, but he automatically asks a similar question.]

Are you alright?

[littlesurvivor]

[When she comes across the flashlight, she instantly, instinctively raises a hand at the light, brighter than usual in the darkness. She freezes in place until the light lowers a little, biting her lip as her looks to her arm. It's obviously hurt, and at a slightly strange angle thanks to her fall earlier.]

My arm....but I can't use my healing on it myself. I just figured, since I'm a healer I should come out and try to help.

[forthevillage]

[His gaze falls to her arm and he steps closer.]

Let me look at it.

I'm not a healer, but I know some first aid.

[littlesurvivor]

You do? Okay....if you think you can do something to help until I get back home or to the clinic, that would be fine.

[Just something to keep it secure until then at least. Or until she finds another healer around that can fix it. Clementine tries to extend her arm to him, but winces at the movement and opts instead to also step closer, trying to give him enough light to see as she removes her other hand from it.]

[forthevillage]

If it's just out of its socket, I can set it back in place. If it's broken, the best I can do is a splint.

Let's move out of the open.

[He motions toward the nearest building.]

[littlesurvivor]

I'm not sure, but I think it might be broken. So long as you could keep it in place with a splint or a sling, that would be fine. It just needs to last until I find someone that can fix it properly.

[She glances around at that suggestion with a nod of agreement, moving to follow.]

Yeah. We should find somewhere safer, less exposed.

[forthevillage]

[She's good with pain, he'll give her that. He's known some ninja to whine over less. Hopefully once they're in the building there will be something he can work with. Splints can be improvised from so many things.

The nearest place is a small sandwich shop. The door is locked, but that doesn't stop him for long. Once they're in he hears the frightened sounds of someone behind the register darting into a back room. One of the residents must have been hiding behind there while watching the happenings outside through the windows. He ignores them, focusing on the girl's injury instead. There should be enough here to make do.]

Take a seat. I'm going to get a tablecloth and see what I can use for a splint.

[littlesurvivor]

[Clementine is used to pain. Used to needing to ignore it and keep going in spite of it. This is hardly the first time she has been hurt, after all, especially with things back home. It's worse than the dog bite, but still nowhere near as concerning. Less likely to get infected or kill her as a result of it at least.

She follows, looking around and instinctively almost moving to hide or pursue the hiding person. But she stops, listening and nodding to him.]

Okay. I'll wait here.

[Sitting on a nearby chair, she waits patiently, keeping an eye out as best she can, used to positioning herself with a good view of her surroundings.]

[forthevillage]

[It doesn't take him long to find what he's looking for. He returns with a flat wooden stirrer with a wide handle and the aforementioned tablecloth. The stirrer isn't quite as wide as he'd like, but it should do the trick for now.

He begins ripping the tablecloth into strips for bandages, leaving some for the sling they'll want after.]

Hold still.

[littlesurvivor]

[Clementine remains waiting, still and watching as he comes back, eying the supplies with a reluctant acceptance. It will do. It only needs to be temporary until she finds someone to fix it, after all. She removes her other arm and hand from holding the broken arm.]

I will. Thanks for helping.

[forthevillage]

We're all in this together. It would be foolish not to cooperate.

[He works swiftly but carefully. The sooner they get out of here, the sooner they can find a real healer - but he doesn't want to hurt her by rushing.

The arm is splinted, and he ties the makeshift sling so that it rests around her neck.]

I should not have to tell you to avoid shifting it around too much.

[littlesurvivor]

I know. But even so, I appreciate it. I would do it myself but it's a bit...awkward, plus I can't heal myself.

[She simply remains still, wincing and biting back crying out while he works. She gives a nod and a grateful smile as he warns her about moving it.]

Right. I will be careful.

[earnedthename]

[ It's not really in Kate's nature to stay inside when there's shit going down outside. Maybe she can't actually hit the creatures, but at the very least, she's a lot calmer in the middle of chaos than most people, and hopefully she can get civilians to safety, help with any emergencies... If she just looks at this like the hurricane, something she can't defeat but can endure, she knows exactly how to deal with this.

...she just hopes that this time it doesn't end with beans in her hair and a mild concussion.

She's trying to move carefully, not attract attention - but that all kind of goes out the window when she spots a kid running toward her. She breaks out of her hiding spot underneath the overhang of a roof to meet her halfway, bow slung over her shoulder so it's mostly out of the way. ]

Hey! What're you doing out here alone? Are you okay?

[littlesurvivor]

[Clementine all but skids to a stop, eyes widening in surprise for a brief moment before she pauses, looking to the woman. She doesn't look weird, wrong, like the lightning things. She still clutches at her injured arm, considering whether to trust this stranger with the answers. It's a harder habit to do, after she has encountered so many back home that have attacked her. She needs to try and break out of that in Asgard for the most part. She knows that most can be trusted.]

I just wanted to see if I could help. I can heal....but not my arm. I can't heal myself.

[earnedthename]

[ She holds up her hands, palm out, at the girl's wide-eyed, vaguely suspicious expression. The last thing she needs is this kid taking off through the monster-filled streets because she's spooked by a stranger. ]

Your arm...? [ It's hard to see exactly what's wrong with her holding it like that, but if it hurts enough that she needs to clutch it to her chest, it's probably not good. ] Yeah, you're not gonna help anyone like that.

[littlesurvivor]

[Clementine gives a nod, looking down to her arm before turning her gaze back to Kate through her hair and the peak of her hat. Running around in streets in chaos is nothing new to her, what with the walkers back home. But at least here she doesn't need to worry about if someone dies. But the woman has a point. Clementine can barely defend or help herself right now, let alone anyone else.]

Can you help? You're not a healer in Sigyn, are you? Or even if I get to the clinic. They can help. I would heal myself, but it doesn't work on me. Just others.

[earnedthename]

[ Kate shakes her head. She still hasn't really figured out the whole thing with the powers here - she gets that everyone has them, but she can't remember which talents belong to which god except Thor, and she certainly hasn't figured out how to trigger her own. She's not used to having powers at all. ]

No, I'm in Thor, which is... really not helpful. [ Even if she knew how to use it. ] But I can help you get to the clinic, if you can tell me where it is. That's what I'm out here for.

[ As she speaks, she casts a nervous look up at the sky just to make sure they're not about to get divebombed by anything. The sky's not clear, but nothing seems to be focusing on them just yet. ]

[littlesurvivor]

Thor....that's the one with strength or speed or something, isn't it? But if you could help, that would be great.

[She would do it herself, but she realizes how helpless she is right now. Knows she needs assistance in spite of her growing independence. It's reluctant, perhaps, but Clementine is grateful for the offer, managing something of a small smile before she follows Kate's gaze up to the sky, growing more anxious at seeing them all.]

You know the way? Or should I lead? We should probably get out of here quick.

[earnedthename]

Yeah. But I'm new here, so I don't know which I have or how to... do it yet...

[ She purses her lips, silently trying to figure out what the hell she's going to do if one of those things does attack them. Something dumb, probably. Like being out here isn't dumb enough... ]

I've never been there. Why don't you lead the way while I watch our backs, okay?

[littlesurvivor]

I'm sure others in the same house, in Thor will be able to help you out there. Or there's this....Teacher's Council. They help people figure their powers and how to use them with others here too.

[But Clementine gives a nod. It's not usually her that leads the way, but she knows the route to the clinic well enough from visiting there each day after school and all.]

I know the way. I can do it.

[And with that, she starts heading off, gesturing for Kate to follow with her uninjured arm.]

Thanks for the help.

[She's still...getting used to Asgard again in a way. Trusting people again after being attacked so often back home by survivors.]

[earnedthename]

[ Kate smiles briefly, quick and distracted. ] No problem. What am I going to do, just leave you?

[ She feels weird, not having her bow in her hands, an arrow on the string, as they walk. She knows perfectly well it wouldn't do her any good, which is why she doesn't actually pull it, but she feels naked and exposed and deeply uncomfortable without it. ]

How far is this clinic, roughly?

[littlesurvivor]

Some people might have. Back home, people were pretty.....desperate.

[And she will just leave it at that. Really, no need to go into all of that unless she is specifically asked. She doesn't often usually go around talking about all that unless it is to a few more specific people she knows she can trust. She's still adjusting to her own abilities and handicaps here, her pistol not likely to do much against such opponents. She's careful, cautious as she moves.]

It's not too far. Not from here.

[earnedthename]

Well, I haven't met anyone here who seems like the type. Maybe I've just been lucky.

[ The comment's a little distracted, trying to split her attention between Clementine and the sky. A group of the spirits wheel toward them, and Kate can't quite tell if it's because they see them or because they just happen to be heading this direction, and might pass over without incident. ]

Good. Close is good.

[littlesurvivor]

Yeah. It's not as bad around Asgard at least. People here are usually happy to help if they see someone in trouble.

[Which is partly why she so much prefers Asgard over home. But Clementine follows Kate's gaze to the sky, gesturing for them to hurry just in case as she breaks into a run. There's a wince, holding her injured arm as best as she can.]

Yeah. Close is good. We can do it.