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ᴀsɢᴀʀᴅ ɢᴇɴᴇsɪs ❧ mod account ([personal profile] asgardmods) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2012-11-02 12:14 am

END OF ARC 1: DAY 169-170 DOWNTIME

[The first battle is over, but the second will begin any time. For two days, the enemy forces will remain on the other side of the battlefield, working on strategy and tending to their wounded. Both sides have taken heavy losses, and the Arena is full of the hurt and dying.

The battlefield itself has turned to a bloody, muddy mess. The elves will be asking the Army Engineers group and anyone else willing to help them lay timber and gravel out to make the ground easier to walk on for the next battle.

What will you do in your breathing space? Keep working, mourn your losses, or retreat from the horrors of war?]


[ooc note: This log takes place IC on Days 169-170/Nov 4-7. Please be sure you've read the plot post and the battle log's starting info thoroughly. Make absolutely sure that you include the day/rough time in the subject line of top-level comments, as well as if your thread is open or closed.

In addition to the battle log, there is a full-event log for those hiding out in Folkvang here. If you have any questions, please direct them to the mod post so everyone else can see them!]
wingblades: ([O] normal ↔ c:)

[personal profile] wingblades 2012-11-06 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
Oh boy. Alright, alright, I promise.

[He watches her, relief flooding into him as the pain ebbs.]

You've gotten better.
Edited 2012-11-06 09:43 (UTC)
lethechained: (Could be worse.)

[personal profile] lethechained 2012-11-06 09:45 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you. Just don't forget, I know how to knock you out. [Ah, the joys of working at the hospital.]

[The compliment earns a slightly stronger smile, but,]

I've had a lot of practice. [Nothing special, clearly, just putting her time in--]

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 10:28 am (UTC)(link)
Meow.

When I am about to throw you, I will give you a signal.

[ When Souji steps onto Alisa's gloved hands, she lifts him up, careful not to do anything that would get him off balance. ]

Are you all right there, Souji?

Meow...

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
I am fine, thank you.

[ He doesn't seem like anyone who'd hurt the Travelers... She takes a step forward and calls out to him again. ]

Do you need any help?
extradite: (can haz housewaifu)

[personal profile] extradite 2012-11-06 11:15 am (UTC)(link)
With - ?

[ But then he looks at her. At the rather impossibly heavy door that'll need manual pulling. Pretty little girl. Big bad door. Pretty little girl. Big bad do - ]

Sorry, but... you're a little thin, aren't you? As pushers go. Not girls. I'm sure you're perfectly not thin, for a girl. Well - not too plump either! Just... right.

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 12:01 pm (UTC)(link)
It is all right. [ Alisa speaks up after he's done mumbling. She doesn't look offended. ] If my calculations are correct, I should be able to open it with enough force. May I?

[ After all, she doesn't want to stand here and watch him fall. Again. And again. ]

Day 170

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 12:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Alisa was on her way to tend to the injured at the Arena when she spots a boy clad in armor. Curious, she smiles and walks up to him. ]

That armor looks new. How is it?
burntviolet: (Of a memory that now feels untrue)

[personal profile] burntviolet 2012-11-06 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
... Hibiki-san, you need your rest, and me too. I'll be right back.

[ She speaks curtly, walking off the room to retrieve a blanket that eventually she finds and returns with. Clearly, the least thing she wants to talk about is the horror of wars with a little girl who looks more than traumatized. Hibiki shouldn't be here in the first place, goddamn it. She's not suppost to see any of this. It almost makes Hanako angry, to think about this, and there's a hint of it in her face. ]
burntviolet: (A creed begins our needs)

[personal profile] burntviolet 2012-11-06 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh... I hope so. I still don't know if the enemies will infiltrate here, s-so I'm trying to do something...

[ She looks clearly agitated, having a stranger watch as she makes a forest out of nothing. ]
burntviolet: (It is my shelter - it is my air)

[personal profile] burntviolet 2012-11-06 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
... I don't know how to feel about that. I wish we weren't kept in the dark about most of what's happening in here. It would make me feel less anxious about everything if I learned what's beyond this city...
wingblades: ([X] armor ↔ inquire)

[personal profile] wingblades 2012-11-06 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[He stops to look up at Alisa before flexing his hand.]

Kinda heavier than what I was used to back home, but it's okay. It's better than nothing, at least.
wingblades: ([O] normal ↔ derp)

[personal profile] wingblades 2012-11-06 12:42 pm (UTC)(link)
... wait, you do?

[He looks visibly worried now.]

That means you can heal a lot of people without getting tired?

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Back home? [ She wonders what this boy had to fight for before all this. ] I noticed the lag in the speed of your movements. Would you like me to assist you?

[ Note: this is the same girl who charged at a pack of bear-sized ice creatures armed with nothing but her own steel body a couple of days ago. And somehow made it out alive without bleeding. ]
wingblades: ([X] armor ↔ inquire)

[personal profile] wingblades 2012-11-06 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh-huh. I used to have armor back home. I fought in it a lot too. Though it kinda had magic in it so I guess that was why it was lightweight, heh.

[No bleeding because she's a robot, but Ven doesn't know that and thinks she's another cool lady.]

Um, sure? I'm not sure how though.
extradite: (that's not it)

[personal profile] extradite 2012-11-06 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There is a moment of silence as the two are measured: little girl, big bad doo -

Deja vu.

He shrugs. ]


Watch your step, coming up. It's slippery.

[ As it happens, the ladder actually is: blood, oil, water and... various other fluids Shinji can't quite bear to think about. Possibly, his manly tears too. ]
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[personal profile] nukeoleptic 2012-11-06 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you want me to answer that question?

[ She flashes a beaming smile back at him. ]

'Cause I'll ask you the same if I have to.
darkbreak: (pic#2996984)

[personal profile] darkbreak 2012-11-06 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Doesn't mean that you will and doesn't mean that I'll answer.

[Answer honestly that is.]
darkbreak: (pic#2997415)

[personal profile] darkbreak 2012-11-06 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Forward, ain't she.]

A little. But it's nothing compared to what others go through.
darkbreak: (pic#1688576)

[personal profile] darkbreak 2012-11-06 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Snorting a laugh, which hurts a little, but he tries not to let it show.]

All on your own?
occulthymns: (my arms outstretched to you)

[personal profile] occulthymns 2012-11-06 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
No, I had some help.

... Let me look at that injury.
darkbreak: (pic#1688564)

[personal profile] darkbreak 2012-11-06 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
...Euri, it's fine. I'm alright.

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Another world with magic, huh? She'll take it in stride. Not that she has a hard time believing it. ]

We can have a light spar if you wish.
wingblades: ([X] armor ↔ inquire)

[personal profile] wingblades 2012-11-06 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[That helmet bobs up and down as he blinks up at her.]

Sure, but uh, do you have a weapon?

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Tact? What's that? ]

It would be better if it did not exist at all. [ To stop the bloodshed. That was her goal once. ] I am from Sigyn. My power is not as efficient as the others who have been here longer, but if you will allow me... I want it to be of use.

[personal profile] rocketpunches 2012-11-06 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Understood!

[ If only she could analyze these substances right now... She climbs up without much difficulty. She doesn't seem to care whether the liquids get on her clothes or skin. ]

Do you know who built this machine, sir?