END OF ARC 1: DAY 169-170 DOWNTIME

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[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

[extradite]

[ The palm is raised to the robot's visor - it isn't quite a meeting of stern glances, not with the mecha's opaque glass for its 'eyes,' but it will do.

Shinji finally speaks up again, patient. ]

If I can't pilot again, you can't do your - witch spells either.

[occulthymns]

[She unconsciously straightens her back, looking the mech in the 'eye'.]

What? I can't use any of my black magic here.

[extradite]

[ Sadly, the mecha can't quite stare back. ]</small? None of the - other things, either. No hats, or... rituals, or... nothing. None of those things.

[occulthymns]

Why not?

[Let her wear a hat Shinji geeeez]

[extradite]

[ Flatly: ]

Because you're saying I shouldn't do what I'm meant to do. So you shouldn't be able to, either. It's only fair.

[occulthymns]

Wait! Wait wait - you're meant to use one of these things??

[extradite]

[ It's such a pity the speaker function can't convey dryness. ]

...Miss Euri. What do you think someone operating this sort of thing is?

[occulthymns]

I don't know! What do you call this kind of thing, anyway?? It's not a golem, right?

[extradite]

[ ........what are you doing prohibiting him from using something you know nothing about, tiny loli?! ]

It's a robot. It's a... ah. A... like a very large, metal shell you move around and it - moves fast. It's strong. It does things for you.

[occulthymns]

[It's the shounen way of being motherly of course!!]

Okay! And what's the answer to your question, then?

[extradite]

[ An audible sigh. ]

A pilot. The person who moves the robot is a trained pilot. That's me - well. Sort of. That's what I do. So... just help me when I don't see so well where to move it, instead of... right.

[occulthymns]

[That answer just makes her want to be more stubborn.]

Can't someone else pilot it? You should be at the arena, or Folkvang.

[extradite]

...no. I'm putting you down now.

[ And slooooowly the hand is sent in its gentle descent! ]

[occulthymns]

[NNNNOOOOOoooooooooooo Shinji why.]

Shinji! Stop!!

[extradite]

What's that? Miss Euri - ah? Sorry? Sorry?

[ The most concerned squeak - ]

I can't hear you well -- !


[ ...of course he can. ]

[occulthymns]

[RUDE, SO RUDE.]

Shinji! [She moves to latch onto the mecha's arm. She will climb if she has to!!] Don't be an asshole!

[extradite]

[ And dooooooown to set her on the ground, the mecha hand goes. ]

Take care, Miss Euri. Scold me after.

[occulthymns]

[Yeah she's terrible at climbing so this isn't working out too well.]

You're damn right I'm going to scold you! You're going to get an earful!