END OF ARC 1: DAY 169-170 DOWNTIME

[asgardmods]

[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!]

Comments

[burntviolet]

You have helped a lot. If you didn't, then you would still stand on your feet.

[ Her nerves would have wrecked if she didn't have the certainty that she's doing something for the war to be over. ]

[saving_sound]

Nnng...

[No. It was her weakness. She wasn't strong enough to help everybody...

The thoughts swirl in her head, over and over again. Her nerves are shot, and she's so tired, she feels sick...

Was it her exhaustion, or the thoughts themselves?

Her feet stumble as she tries to walk, trying to concentrate on moving, on following Hanako to a place of rest. Is it even possible for her to fall asleep while in a state like this...?]

[burntviolet]

[ Hanako has to use both her arms to support her... even if Hibiki may be a light weight, the older girl is not strong enough to carry her. Although a pitiful sight, she has to almost drag her along. ]

Day 169, anytime

[comeonthensexy]

[ As it is now, the Doctor's healing ability is far from useful. He wishes it was, but it only has effect on scratches and that's just no help at all. So he leaves the injured to those who can do more and who are actually capable of healing, and instead joins the engineers in fixing the ground.

While at it, he'll also be keeping an eye out for any possible bodies someone might have missed. Harmed, dead, whatever. People can't be left lying around, and knowing where everyone is is important. ]

the battlefield

[doomfire]

[ O'Brien's patrolling- he can't leave this place alone when they don't know when the enemy will attack next. And he can work with only a little rest; it's how he was trained.

It's pretty easy to spot Jasmine, with how many people are inside resting. She seems to be cool at keeping a cool head during these things, if the Darkness Incident was any indication, so it's odd seeing her apparently so worried. ]

What's going on?

Day 169 open

[eggsterminate]

Mid-day

[Out on the battle field, Oswin is helping the other engineers lay down timber and gravel. However, she due to her small stature building things aren't really her fortitude. Instead, she instructs helpers where to properly set stone to create walls to protect troops. Mostly she is uninjured except for a large cut on her forehead, scrapes on her legs, a nasty bruise on her arm.]

Later

[Oswin is exhausted. She leans against one of the walls and sighs. Her hands are raw and bloody from helping the others and her head is starting to pound from her wound. But she's just going to ignore that. No one is going to make her sit out and not make herself useful.

[titties]

O, Oi, it's not that I don't believe you, < Miss >! In fact, you look pretty damn capable, but... There's plenty of people who can take over from here. [ The miss is said more playfully than his last words.

Battler can be pretty stubborn in regards to what he wants, and what he believes is right, and telling her to get rest is no different ]

Night 169 open arena

[occulthymns]

[Euri is looking more than a little singed due to an encounter with one of the dragons earlier, but since it worked out in her favour she's in pretty good spirits. And even if she's exhausted she's still helping as much as she can, re-energizing healers and doing some basic medical procedures to tide them over until a healer or proper doctor can get to them.]

[lethechained]

[The blonde pauses, still studying Hanako a moment, then,]

I'm glad. [About Hanako being okay, she means.] Would you like to sit down?

[lethechained]

[She's not quite sure what to make of his tone, though it seems a safe assumption that he is just being... playful? Hm. Well, at least someone can manage to keep their spirits up even during this mess. Her lips purse slightly as she considers what he's said.]

... I suppose so. [Except it seems like there's always more to do. Still-- now that she thinks about it further, maybe now would be a good time for a break. It's getting kind of hard to see straight.] I guess-- maybe it would be for the best. [It might appease this guy, anyway.]

[burntviolet]

Yes, if there's room. [ She approaches carefully, trying not to look down. ]

[lethechained]

There is. Here-- [Just in case, she edges a little way to the side, even though there's probably already enough room.]

[burntviolet]

[ Hanako nods, and slowly sets herself to sit down on the edge not to inconvenience Namine too much. ]

Thank you.

[lethechained]

[She nods her 'you're welcome', with a small smile, tired but definitely hoping to offer Hanako some comfort. Naminé is quiet a moment, looking out at the view, then, kindly,]

Well? Was it worth coming up here?

[She doesn't mean to pressure Hanako, of course, it's more just an attempt at conversation.]

[needsmoregreen]

But I want to!

And besides...I think it might be a good idea to distract me a bit...

1/2

[burntviolet]

Worth...?

[ Right, the reason why she came up there... She moves her gaze forward to view the city scenery.

...

It's... even wider than she thought. To think she actually went through only one part of it during her four months here, it's mindboggling. Nevermind that part of the view is kinda ruined by the smoke and the general air of war that spread all over. So, this is what Ragnarok looks like... will it be worse? How long it will last? ]

[burntviolet]

[ ...

Ack- Namine asked her a question! Snapping back from her thoughts, she abruptly turns to the other girl, speaking apologetically. ]

Y-yeah, ah... it was worth it- the view is... very vast from here.

[burntviolet]

... Distract yourself from what's going on right now?

[lethechained]

[Naminé stays quiet as she awaits the answer, watching the other girl's reaction. It takes longer than she was expecting, but Naminé's definitely not impatient about it; in fact, she can't help being slightly amused that Hanako got distracted. She remembers that feeling from not too long ago, when she first saw this particular view for herself. Her smile seems to say that Hanako has nothing to apologize for.]

It is. It's a shame I didn't find it before-- well, this. [Still, when she turns her eyes back to said view, she's not frowning.] ... But I'm glad that I did, and that you can see it, too.

afternoon/evening 169, ota

[writeswrongs]

[Castle is exhausted from the fighting. Actually, it's not so much the fighting as it is the chasing Kate and Alexis down and making sure that they're safe. So far they've been pretty good about staying together. That's all Castle wants. He knows that he can't stop either of them, but he wants to be there in case something happens. Maybe he has a hero complex too.

For now he's resting, leaning back against the wall with a bottle of water in his hand. His injuries are minor, considering. Sprained ankle, several bruises and a cut on his face from where he fell after trying to push Alexis out of harm's way. This entire thing seems like some kind of insane nightmare. Castle just hopes that it will end soon.]

[needsmoregreen]

[She gave her a small nod]

T-That's okay isn't it? I'm not being selfish...am I?

either day, ota

[numbersnfigures]

[Spencer has watched the battle from atop the arena, curious of what either side's strategy is. It's not that he's neutral, it's just that he's not much of a fighter. He can shoot, and his gun is certainly strapped to his hip, but it only holds six rounds. Spencer doesn't like to kill, despite having to do it before as part of his job. His skills lie more in reasoning. His mind is his weapon, but there are no negotiations going on right now. Only bloodshed.

He tries to make himself useful around the arena by bringing water and food to those who need it and giving some basic first aid. If anyone needs to talk, perhaps he can listen, though he's not exactly known for his comforting nature. Mostly he feels guilty at his inability to be of use here.]

[titties]

Heh, glad to hear that answer. [ His smile softens ] Everyone'll take care of the rest for now.

[lethechained]

[Her own smile, still a little fragile from exhaustion, widens in response.] Glad I could give it, then. [She casts a quick glance around, though, just to make sure things are covered.]

all days at night | arena | open to anyone!

[emblazing]

[ if there's one thing daenerys hates is being idle. now that she has the means, there's no reason to sit back. so when she isn't checking in on the shelter she's headed to the arena, set on putting her healing powers to use. she's hardly familiar with them as it stands, but you'll find her, as she's hard to miss, dragons not far behind.

dany has no problems getting dirty, placing the injured in her lap and speaking words of comfort as best she's able while doing what she can to soothe their hurts. she certainly has no trouble gathering supplies for the more skilled either, which is among the things you'll find her doing. perhaps you're one of the injured, needing the same. ]