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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[burntviolet]

... Now that you know, you could come here whenever you like.

[ That's not to hide that the battle might reach this place and destroy everything, but she... wants to be hopeful. If people fell in despair, it'll be a losing battle that they can't afford. ]

[burntviolet]

Um... it's okay, that's not selfish. [ A glance to the fence. ] I don't know what you could do, though.

day 169 open!

[takes_careofher]

morning - afternoon

[ Simon has his sleeves rolled up and is running to and fro, tending to injuries of all shapes and sizes. He's stressed as people keep pouring into the Arena, but it's not visible in his expression as he keeps his features composed into a cool, professional mask. There is no time to feel stressed. ]

evening

[ As the day draws to a close, he's been forced to sit down for a couple of minutes. He sits rigidly on a hard, wooden chair, ready to spring back into action at a moment's notice. In his hands, he has a cup of water and he takes a sip. This-- This is madness. He shakes his head, glad that River went home before all this ever started. ]

later

[takes_careofher]

[ Simon is just finishing up with a patient when he sees her, his brow furrowing in concern as he approaches her. When he speaks his tone is gentle: ]

Oswin?

[ He takes in a sharp breath, the concerned crease in his brow deepening, when he sees the cut on her forehead. It's too large for his Healing power to be much good - he can still only heal scrapes and bruises - but perhaps he can use his skills as a doctor instead. ]

Would you, ah, would you like me to dress that for you?

[lethechained]

... Mm. I could.

[Naminé's of much the same mind. Giving up now isn't going to help things. They still have a chance, and-- the truth is, she needs to believe that things might get better again. Perhaps she's gotten too attached to this world and the people in it, or more specifically this life, but... it's too late to turn back now, it seems.]

I'm sure the view would be even better.

[saving_sound]

[She's in such a daze, it takes her a while to notice just how much Hanako is working to get her moving along. Which, of course, only adds to the guilt that's already spinning and spinning in her head.]

Sorry you... have to... do this...

[socializes]

You can't fly anymore? [That's too bad. That would definitely make things easier. He nods at the rest of her explanation, tapping a finger to his chin in thought.] So I just have to travel vertically to reach it. That makes sense.

Meow...

[............................ wait.]

... What do you mean by "travel vertically"?

day 170, hospital

[socializes]

[Exiting the hospital for a small breather, Souji pauses when he sees Hanako building on a tall barrier of plant life. If not for other strange things he's witnessed in the past, it might've seemed unbelievable to his eyes. That must be the other power of Sigyn... It was pretty impressive to watch.

Although just standing around staring wasn't very polite, so.]

What are you doing?

ＥＩＴＨＥＲ ＤＡＹ | ＯＴＡ

[veneficus]

[ Morgana does not rest. Though she is dirty and covered with blood (some of it is her own, some is not) from the battle, though she is tired and weary, she refuses to stay put, denies rest.

Instead she helps the injured, wipes their faces clean with cool cloth, helps tending to them in the best way she could, a bit of experience she earned when she watched Gaius tending to the injured when Camelot was at battle. Now, she finally got to fight, her sword is by her side, a dagger held at her hips. But she is more soft spoken now, helping and keeping company to whomever wishes it.

She lends her energy, too. Though she doesn't have that much to spare, she keeps the fighters' hands within her own and lends them all that she can give. If you pass by her, expect a tired smile. ]

ｄａｙ １６９ | ｏｔａ

[venturesome]

[ Charming is injured. His shoulder is bleeding; an ugly gash that moves from the shoulder down to his arm, a gift from the last battle. Still, he uses his healing powers. He moves from one patient to another, healing others who are more badly injured than him. He doesn't mind the shoulder, doesn't even seem to acknowledge the fact that he is still bleeding.

For the love of everything, someone make him rest. ]

[takes_careofher]

[ Simon is just finishing up with one of his patients when he looks up and notices the man moving from person to person, with no intention of stopping, despite his profusely bleeding shoulder. He tells the patient he's currently with to take it easy and rest before he chases after Charming, his med kit held tightly in his hands. ]

Sir? Sir? Please, you need to sit down, sir. Your shoulder, it's-- it's in very bad condition.

[rocketpunches]

You must be thrown in order to arrive at your target destination.

Various locations -- Day 169

[darkbreak]

[Freya District - Early Afternoon]

[Finally a breather from this all. He's dirty, covered in some blood (unsure of whether it's his own or someone else's), and his shirt and pants are torn in numerous places. Riku clearly looks like he's seen better days, but appearances aren't his main concern right now.

Nope, instead he's hustling over as fast as he can to Freya once the coast is clear. He's been busy and hasn't had the chance to catch sight of Sora or Kairi in the thick of things. Hopefully, they'll be safe and sound and okay wherever they are.]

[Arena - Evening]

[Well, knowing that his best friends are safe for now, he trucks on back to the arena after hearing that the majority of people were situated in the Arena rather than the hospital. He's still got other people he needs to look out for, some that would have thrown themselves into the fight. And from the looks of things when he gets back, his Drain ability might be needed. There were a lot of people in danger of blood loss. So many injured and there's only so many free hands in the healers and doctors.

Still looking ragged and exhausted and running on minimal sleep again, Riku instantly gets to work kneeling over the closest person suffering that he could find and taking their wounds for himself.]

A!

[redpaintednails]

[If something defines Mariko, it's how she's really stubborn. She had barely managed to escape from the Dragon's attack yesterday, she was still very shaken due to it... and yet she has picked up the remaining pieces of her pride, at least enough to go patrolling again. Also, she couldn't find Nanako around again, and she's getting worried... no, more than worried!

The sight of Regina makes her smile a little -- but then Sinbad spots her! And Mariko almost screams at the sight of a lion lounging towards her!]

Aieeeeeee! What do you think you're doing?!

[nukeoleptic]

[ Halfway through working on that damage drain, Riku will probably feel the grip of a fist in the back of his shirt. Jade won't say anything, not until he's finished; she doesn't want to jar him into hurting himself or the patient. ]

Ok, we'll run with this. If anyone wants to pop in mid-stream they can within reaso

[samantha_grey]

[She looked at him and swallowed, shaking her head. It wasn't as if Conan wasn't one of the most powerful people in this damned city. At level three, seven year old or not, he was probably more dangerous than three quarters of the people here. He was also more mature than a majority of the people she'd met at least part of the time.

The fact remained that she was still putting a person half the age of even some of the people she socialized with in danger with this. The Doctor had a point. Physically, she could overpower a kid his age with relative ease, powers aside, and that concerned her more than anything else. It was half the problem involving Arya, only worse.]

whether I mind or not isn't important, Conan. This is what needs to be done. Please, just tell me you have backup for this just in case. I don't care if I can see them. I just want to know you aren't alone.

[Regardless of what he said, though, she took the blindfold and wrapped it around her eyes. She took a chord of her own and tied her tail to her left leg at the thigh. It wriggled in annoyance.]

[parasiteye]

[ See it's the fact that a) he hasn't been able to find here since things started and b) that she is singed that Kaz has a problem with. Vanitas may have asked him to keep her out of trouble but he's got much the same sentiment. He's hoping she isn't one of people who obviously need healers. ]

Euri...! Oi, you here?!

[burntviolet]

Don't apologize.

[ She's curt in her answer, but it's just because she wants to spare her breath until they find a place. And eventually they do. Hanako will set Hibiki down on the couch, gently so she won't fall back on the cushions too roughly. ]

[burntviolet]

[ She merely nods. It would be better when it's over... but when? ]

Then we just need to hope that these days are going to end soon.

[burntviolet]

Eh?!

[ It's not polite to talk to her when she's in the middle of concentrating, either! Hanako turns to him, like a little girl who's been caught doing a prank. Except, no, it was no prank. ]

Excuse me?

[burntviolet]

[ ... He's the man she met at the park that one time. The blood is more of an indication that he's injuried. Gosh, what are you doing?! Hanako will rush to him, alarmed. ]

Please stop! You must get your shoulder treated...!

[occulthymns]

[She's patching up an injured fighter - nothing serious, but because of that it'll be a little while before a healer can get to him. At the sound of her name she perks up.]

... Kaz?

[She quickly finishes up, then stands. She has a few bandages on, but they're only light burns.]

Kaz!

[parasiteye]

--! There you are...! [ jeeeeez--he's beelining it for her, a bit alarmed at all the bandages on her. So quickly she's getting a nosed over ]

You got burnt--? What the fuck have you been doing?? I can't find any of you assholes with all the crap going on!

[occulthymns]

[Aww, she'll pull him into a loose hug.]

Don't worry, don't worry! I'm fine.

Day 170

[coreyhartenthusiast]

[Dave has wandered into the arena, looking for a particular little buddy of his. He catches sight of her waits until she seems less busy to half-jog up, relieved to see her healing, rather than in need of it, herself.]

Nams! How ya holdin' up, chief?