[OPEN] Your Friendly Neighbourhood Utgard

[asgardmods]

Who: ANYONE going on the trip to Utgard!
What: A supplies run with one bonus a la carte spy.
When: Days 269 - 271 ( May 23 - 28 )
Where: Utgard
Rating: PG-13. Anything that might go higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

[ Early in the morning on Day 269, several wagons will be geared up and at the ready by the Gate of Fog. The first two are more obviously intended for supplies, while the drivers of the last few will welcome Travellers to find anywhere comfortable to sit. A handful of coloured Natives from various districts will be coming along to assist in the shopping, though they're mostly content to stick to themselves in their own wagon for the duration of the trip. They won't have much to say to anyone that tries for conversation beyond simple pleasantries and a general air of gratitude.

It's a half day's drive to get to the city of Utgard, leaving the Sun just barely on its way back down by the time the caravan comes to a halt. This gives plenty of time to gather the things on the shopping list the drivers have on them. Natives will direct the Travellers to the things that are needed, such as bandages, food rations and the typical things expected for war efforts - though every now and again, very quietly, the Natives will check up on people to casually suggest that they might like to pick up a nice coat or two. Perhaps some sturdy gloves here or there, and a few portable heaters and the likes. Not overtly, not a great number. Just enough to give the general idea that there might be use of some warmer gear before long. If asked about them, the Natives won't say anything, only that it's always good to be prepared.

Day 270 will be left entirely to the Travellers' discretion. As promised, the Natives will hand everyone that helped out the day before a small pouch of seven silver runes and seven copper runes ( approximately $70 USD ) to spend on whatever they like. Remember that Utgard is a metropolitan city with higher technology levels than that of Asgard. You could buy a computer or radio here that would transmit and receive signals, but only within the boundaries of Utgard. Once it is brought back into Asgard, they will no longer function beyond having shiny dials and buttons. Travellers are welcome to keep anything left over from their allowances after they're done with their shopping.

On the morning of Day 271, the Natives will give the Travellers just a little while longer to look around while they make sure everything is packed securely and accounted for in the wagons before the caravan sets off around 10AM. There's another half day's travel ahead, and they want to be out of the woods before dark, so do try to be on time or wait for the next wagon!

Things seem to go off without a hitch, though, and the caravan will be moving right on time. The only thing that might seem a bit strange is that there is one Native that seems more interactive than the others. He might smile directly at you or ask some seemingly harmless questions, like how long you've been in Asgard for and what kinds of things you like to do during your day. He might comment how it's great that you're doing so much for them, and isn't it wonderful that we're in a time of peace? How long do you think it will last?

You can feel free to be suspicious about this "Native"'s behaviour, but as per the RNG, it will be Percival (sleeveless) that catches the spy! When it happens, the caravan will come to a halt and one of Heimdall's Natives will welcome Percival and a few others to come sit and guard the spy in one of the emptier wagons where none of the actual Natives will be at all inclined to give anything away, even by mistake. The mods will try to handle a couple threads for him. He won't have much to say after being caught, though, half because there will likely be several threads for him that we will have to devote time to and have because spies are such sour things when they get caught. :( No harm is to come to the spy or anyone else until Percival has had a chance to put up an open post on the network to discuss what to do with the spy. ]

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Your Friendly Neighbourhood Utgard plot! Please put the day/location in the title of your comment, along with [OPEN/CLOSED]. Also, if you haven't already, please check out the poll regarding how to handle Thiazi's spy over here.

edit: The IC network post regarding the spy is up over here! Let us know if you have any questions! ]

Comments

[hollowchild]

You'd come explore an abandoned building with me, Draco? I'm touched. And might even take you up on it.

[at very least, the teasing seems to relax her a bit]

[wasthemaster]

So long as said building doesn't collapse on top of us, sure. Call me curious.

[hollowchild]

I don't think it's that long abandoned.

[wasthemaster]

Good. No offense, Sophie, but I'd probably run and leave you on your own otherwise.

[hollowchild]

[that just makes her laugh]

I hope you'd fly, for one thing.

[wasthemaster]

...yeah, probably. You've seen how fast I go. Unfortunately I don't fancy myself a hero yet, so you'd still be on your own.

[hollowchild]

I'd be fine without one, so there's no worry there.

[don't think she missed that 'yet' there, draco]

[wasthemaster]

[He's not even aware he said "yet", so what does that tell you, Soph.]

Yeah, I know. That's half the reason I like you, remember?

[hollowchild]

[that she pays more attention to him than he does, mostly. she's not going to tell him, though]

Perhaps I vaguely recall 'does own heroing' on that list.

[wasthemaster]

Right in between "kicks arse regularly" and "excellent pillow."

[hollowchild]

That makes three halves.

[but he is doing an excellent job of helping her put aside how anxious she is, at least for the moment]

[wasthemaster]

[Oh, he knows. That's half of what his objective is. Sophie's good at keeping him calm, least he can do is reciprocate.] Whatever, I'm allowed to bend the rules. [He grins then, gently bumping her with his arm to get her to follow.] Come on, I want to take a look at this shop I saw up the street. They had some books I wanted to browse through.

[hollowchild]

[good draco, best friend. she's walking closer to him than usual and her eyes are moving too much, but she's not radiating an aura of cornered animal anymore]

Oh? What did you find?

[wasthemaster]

[His hand's occasionally brushing against her wrist, not quite holding her hand but mostly guiding her along to keep her calm and focused on him. There's a sheepish smile though.]

Erm...fiction. A lot of fiction Asgard doesn't have.

[hollowchild]

[his strategy is super effective. if she gets jostled too much she sort of reaches out and catches his pinky with hers for a moment, but considering that she never looks down at their hands, she probably doesn't actually notice]

Really? What's that face? That's fantastic. I love stories.

[wasthemaster]

It's just so...childish. My father would be furious. [Which automatically makes him a little more pleased given certain revelations.]

[hollowchild]

[she makes an amused sound]

Then it's a good thing he isn't here, because your father's got poor taste in reading materials.

[wasthemaster]

My father seems to have poor taste in many things. I'm looking for things to inspire my writing, I guess.

[hollowchild]

You said it, not me. Does that mean I'm finally going to get my florid story?

[wasthemaster]

I'm making it as trashy as possible. Be proud. Short story, or chaptered fiction?

[hollowchild]

Excellent. But I couldn't possibly demand an entire novel, Draco. You'd go hoarse during the dramatic reading.

[wasthemaster]

Short story it is. I'll get to it eventually...I have enough trouble keeping up with my own life.

[hollowchild]

Oh? I'm behind on the latest developments, I think.

[wasthemaster]

It's nothing unusual...[And nothing he wants to delve into as they enter the bookshop.] Me being stupid, as usual. [The only girl he'd ever admit that to, too.]

[hollowchild]

Hmm.

[she can hardly blame him for not wanting to get into it, especially in public, but she looks at him for a moment like she can judge his general level of okayness before she bumps him with her shoulder]

Someday we'll cure you of that habit.