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END OF ARC 2: PART ONE OF THREE

Who: ANYONE going on the infiltration into Thrymheim!
What: Lots of travelling and also rescuing Freyr's soul.
When: Days 278 - 279 ( June 10 - 13 )
Where: Asgard, Thrymheim, and the road inbetween.
Rating: PG-13. Anything that might go higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

[ Before even the first crack of sunlight over the horizon on Day 278, every bracelet in the city will give a quiet blip! as they activate with a short mass text from the gods:
The time to act has come. Gather at the Gate of Frost by the Sun's first rays if you will, and be prepared to strike at the heart of ice. There is no room for failure.
Exactly as the message implies: it's time to ship off to Thrymheim. Gear up in your best winter clothes and bring whatever weaponry you need; there are wagons thinly concealed and waiting for you at the southern gate that leads to the home of the Frost Giants. Inside the wagons will be those portable heaters that you guys bought in Utgard, along with spare gloves, jackets and scarves for anyone that foolishly believed summer might touch the kingdom of ice. Travellers can also find food rations to last a week alongside a generous amount of medical supplies that may or may not be a bit foreboding.

The caravan will leave at precisely 5AM, driven by the barest amount of Natives to keep travel at a minimum. Secrecy is of the utmost importance, and a severe silence will fall across the few sitting in the back of the wagons with the Travellers. They know the weight of this mission: if you fail, Freyr's soul will remain trapped forever. It is dangerous and no one's lives are guaranteed, so prepare yourselves for a fight quite unlike any other this far.

As you travel further from Asgard, you might notice the terrain getting a bit more uneven as the wagons move through undeveloped areas. There may be the odd village noticeable in the far off distance, but they are nowhere close enough to make out any distinguishable details because you don't want them distinguishing anything about you in return. These villages are few and far between, and grow even less in number the closer the caravan gets to Thrymheim. The terrain goes from rocky but arable to colder and harder, the temperature dropping increasingly as the earth grows solid and unforgiving, eventually peppering with light snowfall even in the midst of Yggdrasil's summer.

It will take two full days to reach Thrymheim travelling at as fast a pace as they can without wearing out the horses or catching unwanted attention. They will make short stops to feed and brush the horses, switch drivers, and allow for any necessary relief - but these breaks will last no longer than ten to twenty minutes at most. Simple meals will be served by the Natives thrice daily, and Travellers are welcome to attempt sleep on one of the meager pallets stocked up if they think they can manage it. Space is not abundant and neither is time. ]

[ OOC NOTES: This is part one of three for the Save Our Souls plot! Please put the day/location in the title of your comment along with [OPEN/CLOSED]. The second log can be found over here and the third and final log can be found here. Let us know if you have any questions! ]
exquisite: (AGAINST THE WIND)

day 278 // en route // OTA

[personal profile] exquisite 2013-06-13 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Raven isn't pleased with the Gods for the things they've done, the things they've taken away from her and her friends, or the things they seem to think all of the travelers are here for - but she also doesn't like sitting idly by while things happen and other people trapped here, not unlike herself, go forth and take risks and make a difference. She doesn't ask for Erik's approval before she leaves; rather, she slips out in the early hours of the morning to try to make as quiet an exit as possible, to avoid making waves. It's better to ask him to forgive her for it later than it is to try talking him into letting her go to begin with.

She wears only what is necessary to protect her during the journey, and to sustain her. She has a small pack on her back with water and some food, and is wearing a coat. She doesn't wear shoes, nor does she have any other sort of adornment. It has been a struggle here just as it was before she went with Erik back in Cuba to accept and warm up to the idea of walking around naked; perhaps more difficult because she cannot choose to change whenever she wishes. But she has come to accept it again, in most instances.

The blue girl walks toward the back of the largest parts of the crowd, keeping to herself and simply observing those around her. She doesn't really want to fight for the Gods or join in their war, but there is a sense of boredom about just sitting around, and she is ever curious. She wants to go, to see, to learn.
]
hollowchild: (slow down cause you're almost free)

278-279 | open

[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-06-13 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
[throughout the trip, sophie is restless. this is probably not a surprise to anyone who knows her. she speaks quietly to people she knows, reads a book (twice, if anyone is paying attention), even hops off the wagon to move to another one or walk beside them from time to time. she's a bit anxious, yes, but mostly she's just very bad at being still and waiting. she dons her warmer clothes slowly, waiting until she's chilly in the wagon before adding another layer. there are no weapons or armor visible on her person]
saving_sound: (Eh-?)

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[personal profile] saving_sound 2013-06-13 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
The defense team...?

[Her voice is hushed, as if it is indeed a secret, although there's worry in there. The defense team would be in even more danger!]
saving_sound: (I will keep believing.)

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[personal profile] saving_sound 2013-06-13 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
[...But despite that, he was asking her to keep everyone safe. There's only a slight hesitation before she nods, a look of determination on her face.]

I'll do everything I can.

[And with those very serious words, she raises her hand to complete the pinky promise. No matter what, she has to make sure people get out safely...!]
saving_sound: (Whoa!)

[personal profile] saving_sound 2013-06-13 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, that's a voice she knows! And not one she needs to be afraid of. She scrambles to get the cloak out of her face so she can see the speaker properly, even if there's no way it could be anyone other than--]

Norman-san!
freezerburned: (It's gonna be too hot to breathe)

[personal profile] freezerburned 2013-06-13 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
Hey.

[Isaac is going to crouch in front of her after a moment, bothering her while she's trying to read her book. He has his leather jacket on from a few months ago, and he bought some gloves at Utgard, so he's not that chilly... still, Isaac sort of misses werewolf warmth.]

You okay? You seem kind of nervous.
freezerburned: (Someday we won't remember this)

278 | 279 OTA!

[personal profile] freezerburned 2013-06-13 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
[It's early.

Jesus, it's early. Five in the morning to leave? That means getting up at four, which for a sixteen year old with no school to attend means, like... three hours of sleep.

So Isaac isn't particularly happy, but he's going to go along anyway, even if he has his doubts. This is why they're here, right? And the sooner they fix all this crap, the sooner they can get back home- which seems like what Derek wants more than anything else. Besides which, Sophie is going, and Isaac has been getting stir crazy around here with nothing to do but practice and get better at using his powers, day in and day out. He's pretty confident in them now.

As the caravan starts moving and Isaac realizes that he didn't really bring anything to keep himself occupied (remember, they left at five in the morning?), he's going to make his own fun. After a few hours, he's going to start making small shadow puppets that blossom up out of the floor. Two little shadow knights on horseback, maybe six inches tall, and Isaac proceeds to amuse himself by having them joust across the floor of the caravan.

Feel free to tell him to stop. Or to make requests!]
Edited 2013-06-13 11:23 (UTC)
hollowchild: (i did not come here for saving)

[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-06-13 11:30 am (UTC)(link)
[her eyes flick up from the book to isaac, and she offers a slightly sheepish smile, marks her page and closes the book]

Hello, Isaac. I'm not terribly good at staying still.

[then she hesitates for a moment]

There are only three of us who will go in to retrieve Freyr's soul.
freezerburned: (We could have gone sailing)

[personal profile] freezerburned 2013-06-13 11:33 am (UTC)(link)
Yep. I guess the rest of us are just here for moral support.

[He shrugs. Not that he really minds not being on the strike team- he might have enjoyed the opportunity, but he's more excited about being able to bash some heads in without having to worry about their objective.]

You ready?
hollowchild: (hold me to the flame)

[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-06-13 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
Technically I think that you're here to make sure we get in and out again. I somehow doubt this shall be a straightforward thing.

[she shrugs, but she smiles]

Well, I haven't forgotten how to fight or how to hide or how to run, and I expect that will have to do.
freezerburned: (The fabric of your flesh)

[personal profile] freezerburned 2013-06-13 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
I was being sarcastic.

[He grins.]

You're not looking forward to finally doing something?
hollowchild: (the mirrored lens)

[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-06-13 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
I am very much looking forward to doing something. I do wish that I knew what it was, exactly, but it's far better than endless waiting.

...did I ever show you how to make blades of shadow?
freezerburned: (Never did get along with anybody else)

[personal profile] freezerburned 2013-06-13 12:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Blades?

[He tilts his head, before lifting up a hand. Where his werewolf claws might have been, now the shadows from his fingers are creeping up, hooking over his nails into what looks like pretty wicked claws.]

Figured that one out myself. Good enough?
hollowchild: (picture perfect magic; it fades)

[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-06-13 12:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh isaac, so dramatic. but she looks somewhere between amused and pleased]

How sharp are they?
freezerburned: (The devil won't let me be)

[personal profile] freezerburned 2013-06-13 12:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Good. He flexes them a little, before shrugging.]

I can get the shadow pretty thin, but... too thin and the light starts to diffuse it.
hollowchild: (slow down keep your eyes on me)

[personal profile] hollowchild 2013-06-13 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[she pulls a shadow and forms it into what is essentially a small, hiltless dagger. the sharp side is curved, making it obvious. she spins the hilt in her palm and offers it to him]

I've found that you can make it thin and...dense, in a way. Don't touch the edge.

[if he takes it, she'll give him control of the shadow as well. it's much simpler when it's not an animal. despite the fact that the knife is small, it's not a small amount of shadow. most of it is in the honed edge of the blade, where it's packed incredibly dense and thin. the blade itself extends just past the point where it seems visible, sharper than a razor.

sophie does know how to do overkill.]

[personal profile] bowdown 2013-06-13 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Ain't ya lucky? [ Condesce shrugs ]

Dun' give a fuck aboat savin' waterva fucka they gotta save. [ that's why she doesn't care about going at the front ] Can keep mashellf busy 'nuff with the suckas in the back.

But this mothafuckin' trip takes too long, yo.
Edited 2013-06-13 15:59 (UTC)
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[personal profile] hadbadays 2013-06-13 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That's a little bit of a surprise. Leave it to someone to think of sandwiches before anything else when they're heading into dangerous territory. And as little as he knows Daphne, it would be her, wouldn't it?

Surprised or not, he takes the sandwich with a smile. ]

Thank you.
hadbadays: (→05)

[personal profile] hadbadays 2013-06-13 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Definitely investigating because that is weird. So, he crouches down, and pulls at the cloak to uncover... whatever or whoever it is. ]
hadbadays: (→55)

Early 279 c:

[personal profile] hadbadays 2013-06-13 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A soldier knows a soldier when they see one and Allen catches John's attention before they get onto the wagons. But he doesn't actually bother striking conversation until they're well into the journey because it's an as good time as any to do so. Boredom is a thing, and all, even with tensions high and knowing they're on the way to something. There hasn't really been something ever since he came to Asgard, so he's feeling a lot better than he has in a long time.

There is something so wrong with him.

And, anyway, there's also something a little wrong about someone that young looking like a perfectly seasoned soldier. In Asgard anything is possible, really, and child soldiers happen. But that doesn't make it right.

Allen passes him where he's sitting against the wall, and it's as good as any. ]

You look right at home.
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[personal profile] timaeus_testified 2013-06-13 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dirk leans back a bit, crossing his arms over his chest. It helps conserve a little bit of his body heat.] If you need anything else, they left some spare supplies in these wagons.

I'm used to humid and hot, never been a completely dry place for very long. Might be easier for me because I have ice magic through Odin.
likethelight: (.144)

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[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-13 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Aheh --

He smiles a little more gently at that, giving her finger a light squeeze with his in return. Right.

Good promise.
]


Me too.
likethelight: (156)

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[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-13 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He lets go then, smiling a little more easily and leaning back but also starting to reach for something in his uniform breast pocket. A deck of cards; gothic in design. And Timcanpy on his shoulder flares his wings slightly, perking. ]

-- I don't suppose you know how to play Old Maid?

[ There's nothing but time to pass and it's good when you're anxious or feeling heavy to do things that to keep your spirits up, ne? And if not he'll teach her. ]
Edited 2013-06-13 17:27 (UTC)
hadbadays: (→15)

Day 278 and 279 | OTA

[personal profile] hadbadays 2013-06-13 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Being up bright and early is no problem for a soldier, and when John enters the wagons he spots the medical supplies and immediately walks over to make sure it really is good enough. He expects so, but he needs to occupy himself with something.

Once the wagon gets going, he mostly sits in one spot, against the wall, occasionally making sure he does still have his gun with him. Being used to war or not, it's a good thing to be a little on the edge, and so he allows that much.

But, god, how he's missed that feeling. For the most part he's been bored out of his mind in Asgard. One city where nothing seems to ever happen and he's just looking after a small clinic... Sure, he thinks he eventually wants to settle into a calmer life eventually, and that he could no matter what the Holmes brothers think, but he definitely doesn't want all that peace and quiet now. So he's glad something is happening, really glad, and while on the edge, if you know him and are observant enough you might notice he seems oddly more relaxed than his has for the whole stay in the city. ]
likethelight: (125)

:D!!!! omg I didn't know I needed this cr until I did

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-13 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At least he probably doesn't look quite so young with the white hair, John, right? Right...? (No.)

But truth be told Allen's a little relieved too. To finally have a real direction to go in. Even if it is dangerous for a lot of people. (EVEN IF HE HAS GREAT MISIGIVINGS ABOUT TYKI BEING A PARTY IN IT TO SAY THE BLOODY LEAST.) Because it's something, isn't it? Progress. Hope.

But ah -- he pauses and blinks slightly at that, coming to a stop. (Timcanpy comes up a little short, too, turning to hover.) Oh. Sorry, sir? ]


"At home"?

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