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Entry tags:
- !arc 1 end plot,
- !event,
- alastair stara,
- alisa bosconovitch,
- annie cresta,
- arthur pendragon,
- daenerys targaryen,
- data!roxas,
- derek hale,
- euridice taverna,
- eyes rutherford,
- fayt leingod,
- finnick odair,
- hanako ikezawa,
- hibiki,
- himari takakura,
- hope estheim,
- jackson whittemore,
- james (prince charming),
- jasmine,
- jo harvelle,
- kaz,
- lancelot,
- lea,
- malik al-sayf,
- mariko shinobu,
- matsuri kudo,
- mithian,
- morgana pendragon,
- naminé,
- regina berry,
- richard castle,
- roxas,
- sam evans,
- sam winchester,
- samantha grey,
- simon tam,
- sophie,
- sora,
- souji seta,
- spencer reid,
- the eleventh doctor,
- uther pendragon,
- ventus
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!]
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!]
169 & 170
[Lea's wandering around the arena some time after Namine's patched him up, looking for familiar faces and just getting a sort of general feeling of what's going on. Truthfully, he's got no way to judge whether this is good or bad by comparison, since it's his first major skirmish since he got here...not even two weeks ago.
Every now and then he stops to rest, leaning against a wall and folding his arms, observing.]
[170 - Arena/Freya]
[Lea will be wandering around outside the arena and over to Freya and back again at various intervals, keeping an eye on things and just getting out to stretch some. He's got his chakrams with him, every couple hours or so stopping to practice up a few moves, just to make sure he's in good shape again after his injury.]
169 - Evening
Either he isn't being observant or Lea is a master at blending into scenery (or maybe both) because Sora doesn't notice him the first time he passes. The second time, not long after the first, he stops for a chat.]
Hey Axel, how are you doing?
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He's missing his coat, having decided to just ditch it since Namine had to cut it away to get at his earlier injury. Luckily he managed to rustle up a relatively clean black t-shirt.
There's no point in trying to correct Sora about his name at this point.]
Well, look who it is. What've you been up to?
Besides rolling around in the mud.
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I've been fighting too. Don't you know a warrior when you see one?
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[reaches out and wipes more grime off his nose.]
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I trampled all over them! When they fell, they splashed mud on me. I couldn't stop it.
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Uh huh.
Well if you're this energetic you must not be in too bad of shape.
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[Sora notices he isn't wearing his usual coat. Maybe it's for the best, he thinks, it's probably heavy.]
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[shrugs. He's not really missing the coat.]
So how's the rest of our crew doing?
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170
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He's working on some moves right outside Freya atm pretty easy to find ok.]
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It's Lea, Rox. Got it memorized?
What's up.
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Where are you?
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Sorry to worry you, partner.
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RIGHT IN THE KOKORO, ROXAS
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fo;awiejf dat face
;u; HE WAS SOU WORRIED
1/2 ;oawehgoij sob
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170 Arena
When Lea comes into view she raises her eyebrows at the sight of his chakrams.]
Are those weapons?
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Well yeah - what, did you think I didn't know how to fight?
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[Though she supposes it makes sense, given how he looks pretty fit.]
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You know Roxas fights, right?
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That isn't funny.
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