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.

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Comments

[comeonthensexy]

Look for other Growth users, then. I'm sure they'd be happy to help.

[comeonthensexy]

Well then.

"Maybe you should sit down. Have something to eat."

Food is the fuel for living, breathing beings after all. Ought to help.

[comeonthensexy]

Ah, me? Don't worry about me.

[ He hates war, can give him unpleasant memories but. He's fine. Dealing. Like he always does. ]

[whatagoodgirl]

[She sighs and tugs the sweater closer around herself, not waking up just yet but obviously moving closer to it. Her eyelids flutter gently, occasionally looking like they're about to open before they fall still again. With one half-asleep hand, she brushes back a piece of hair that's fallen out of her ponytail, only to have it flop right back into her face again once she's dozed back off.]

[whatagoodgirl]

Oh... oh gosh, I'm sorry. [She looks more upset than she should by this revelation - close to tears, in fact. But she quickly shakes it off and offers him a wan smile of her own.]

Hey, Ven. It's good to see you safe and sound.

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[foodshortage]

[ He's certainly well, but she is very obviously not. Alarmed, Uther moves forward to move an arm around her and steady her. ]

You do not seem to be very well yourself.

[foodshortage]

[ Short on time and with so much to do, it most likely won't turn out the most ideal, he knows this. It's difficult to find enough people to really help, as well. If only the natives were in a better state to do so.

He resists the urge press his fingers to his forehead and nods. ]

Hopefully it will be enough.

[burntviolet]

"Ah, really? I didn't see you there." Maybe because she was kinda busy fretting over learning everything that she didn't spot him, but at least he was safe and sound now, unlike the other time this kind of battle happened. That fact alone relieved her.

...

Oh, yeah, it was too good to be true. Not stepping into such matter as this moment of all times.

"... Just a part of it." Actually more than one part, but for now she'd lay low and see what he'd got to say next.

[darkbreak]

[Oh Light, only over a week and she's already fighting. That's not right.]

Around six months. [A beat.] You sure you're okay being here?

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[burping]

[ Her cheeks would flush with embarrassment if they weren't so determined to remain pale as he holds her steady. It's not the duty of a king to prop up fainting princesses.]

I am well, only tired, Your Highness.

[extradite]

[ Is this actual impatience... ]

It needs to be exercised! Just... tell me which way it's safe to take it.

[extradite]

[ A tunnel, really - a neon-lit, obnoxiously claustrophobic tunnel, leading to the cockpit. ]

Do your best to... what, exactly?

[extradite]

Yes. There're two graphs to the right of th-

[ And the floor had better be enjoying its sudden tete-a-tete Shinji, when he stumbles down, because, really. Inertia.

This is not how you start a vehicle mecha, Kaworu. So not on. ]

Move a foot back to stabilize it - move a - you can't let it fall!

[ironclad]

...A surprise attack. [ She's familiar with that tactic. ] Which is even more reason why I have to find him very soon. You're not too busy, are you?

[ironclad]

It drains it, yes. As you improve, it's not so bad. But that's why there are others with energy lending powers around here...

[circuses]

He's just saying hello! Lions love making new friends. No need to worry.

Are you part of the watch too?

[5thchild]

[ look at him pulling the controls now. And the robot starts tilting front.

He really is trying. ]

This is not like an Evangelion unit. [ so it's not like he knows how to pilot it even if he had the best synchronization ratio.

Okay, okay, he managed to find a balance. The robot is no longer falling, though it's in a weird position.

Kaworu turns to Shinji again ] So you wish to try it?

[extradite]

[ What he wishes to do - does - is get back on his feet, hands and knees and the fumbling in between. Finally, he can do what all evil overlords do: peer over the poor acting pilot's shoulder, trying to make sense of everything without resorting to a just as effective coin toss. ]

...no. I - trust you. I'll monitor processes.

[ With this and this alone, he should add, but somehow, that feels insulting.

But he will be holding on to Kaworu's seat from now on, thank you very much. ]

Push what buttons you can. We have to aim for the NERV warm up exercises, anyway. Three steps forward, three steps back. Clench and release its fingers.

[ A shrug. ]

I'll teach it to run and jump after.

[wingblades]

[Oh geez, he didn't mean to upset her D:]

No, no, it's okay! Aw, geez, I'm probably not the one you wanted here, huh? Sorry about that. But you were sleeping alone here so I figured you could use someone watching over you. Or that you might get cold.

[He gestures to the jacket.]

But I'm glad you're okay too.

[5thchild]

[ he nods before focusing on what he was doing once more.

Again, he tried and though the first time didn't go so well, now things seem to be picking up. The robot finally takes the right position and finally begins walking; actually, once you've gotten the hang of it, it doesn't seem that difficult.

Move a leg, move the other; move an arm, move the other. Speaking of that, Kaworu makes the robot look up, both arms rising towards the sky.



Aha. ]

[wingblades]

[Aw, he hasn't been hair ruffled in a while. He looks extremely pleased :> Lea, you grew to be the best adult.]

If I see her. Like I said, I can take this. Besides, I'll be fine with food and company.

[extradite]

[ And once you start truly timing and monitoring, it's not all that difficult either. ]

The fuel consumption is minimal for -

[ ...wait. ]

Kaworu. [ Patient. He has... to be... patient. ] What are you doing?

[wingblades]

[There's a laugh from inside the helmet. She looks cheerful enough.]

Nice to meet you too.

Thanks for helping me out with this.

[wingblades]

[He smiles and lets her work, pocketing his Wayfinder before trying to suppress a yawn.]

Once the pain is gone, it makes me realize how bushed I am.

[5thchild]

[ Feeling.


He lowers the robot's arms and restarts the exercises, making the robot walk around for a bit as he moves the hands and fingers, since Kaworu needs to make the movements more refined.

Maybe it has weapons? His red eyes search for some sort of button that would work for that ]