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тнє мιgнту gσ∂ѕ σƒ αѕgαя∂ ([personal profile] asgardmods) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2013-06-16 04:15 pm


Who: ANYONE going on the infiltration into Thrymheim and EVERYONE inside the city when the caravan returns!
What: The return to Asgard with Freyr’s soul ( meaning: a lot more travelling ).
When: Days 281 - 283 ( June 16 - 21)
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!

[ Days 281 - 282 will be spent travelling again back through the terrain from before. Thiazi's minions will be hot on the caravan's tail, leaving them to messy skirmishes every time there's need to stop or they manage to interrupt the path forward. It won't be unmanageable, but it will be difficult, and though their numbers aren't great, it is strongly advised to clear off as many as possible for proceeding. The sooner you get back to the city, the better.

And not a moment too soon. In the dead of night on Day 282, Asgard's walls will come into view with three figures standing just before it: Thor, Jormungand and Fenrir. The caravan will race past them without pause, and the Travellers will be able to see the gods engaging whatever remaining forces there may be as they pass through the city gates into safety. Anyone healed enough or still within the city is welcome to join them in the fight, but the ones entrusted to the chest's delivery should continue on directly to the castle where Odin is waiting for it.

Travellers inside the city that aren’t getting involved in the fight should feel welcome to help with the caravan’s return. There will be injuries to treat, wagons to mend, horses to calm and attend. The Natives will come out to help as well, creating a general air of movement and bustling about as everyone tries to get things cleared out and settled.

By the sunrise of Day 283, all of Thiazi's tag-alongs will be killed and Odin, Hel, and Heimdall will depart the city through the Gate of Fire. The city will be kept on high alert during their absence, though no one can say for sure where they're going or what they plan to do with Freyr's soul kept securely in that box. Thor, Jormungand and Fenrir stay alert at the southeastern gate while Baldr, Loki and Sigyn guard the north. Several Natives across the entire city will stand vigil in the streets, praying silently to and for their gods’ and everyone’s safe deliverance. Everyone is awake, and yet everything seems terribly still in the silence, like one drop of water waiting to fall.

Evening falls with still no sign of anyone’s return, but around dusk, a heavy vibration will echo through the city, seemingly travelling from north to south and shaking any plant life along the way. Travellers will feel it pulse inside them as it passes, but it will be soundless and harmless, passing otherwise insignificantly. The gods return a few hours after that - but they alone.

Whether or not they were successful remains to be seen . . . ]

[ OOC NOTES: This is the final log of three for the Save Our Souls plot! Please put the day/location in the title of your comment along with [OPEN/CLOSED]. The first log can be found here and the second can be found here. If you would like an NPC in any of your threads, feel free to give us a bump in your direction and let us know if you have any questions! ]
asgardsclaws: (I'm lost in a crowd)

Fenrir || Outside Asgard || OTA

[personal profile] asgardsclaws 2013-06-17 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't seem to notice the wagons as they rattle past him and his brother, standing side by side, his gaze fixed on the ice giants in hot pursuit. Fenrir rolls his shoulder as they draw closer, and they seem completely unfazed by the gods at the gate. Closer, closer.

His knees bend slightly, the only warning before he launches himself at the closest one. Fenrir's entire body flickers, skin into rippling fur, dark eyes into bright yellow ones, a bloodied maw in place of his own mouth. The entire scene is too blurry to really make out, like something you'd see out of the corner of your eye. He's definitely in the shape of a man as momentum crashes their bodies to the ground, but he's also... something else, if you look at him just right, something not entirely definable with words. Something with jaws wide enough to close around the giant's entire head, ripping it off in one go.

As Fenrir vaults back to his feet and grabs at a giant's arm, he still looks human. The odd transformation might as well have been a trick of the light, had it not been for the first giant's suddenly missing head.

There's really not enough time to worry about that anyway. Fenrir rips the arm off of the next giant, frowning as he ducks a blow and puts his fist through the creature's chest. There are more- far more, swarming down to meet them, and the wolf god gives a sigh, feet digging into the ground.]

We're going to be at this all day.
asgardsfangs: (Default)

[personal profile] asgardsfangs 2013-06-17 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
You say that as if you're not enjoying it.

[Jormungand fights coldly, methodically, finding his opponent's weak points and attacking them without hesitation or failure. Sometimes there's a flicker similar to Fenrir's, an incomprehensibly fast strike after which he just stands back and watches as his victim dies in agony from what can only be deadly poison.]
asgardsclaws: (And I'm hungry like the WOOOOLF)

[personal profile] asgardsclaws 2013-06-17 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[He finds himself grinning at that before crunching a long icy finger between his teeth. Unlike his brother, Fenrir fights with more brute force than subtlety, preferring to pin his prey and consume them in flashes of fur and fangs. That's not to say he's not precise- his hands shatter through them where they're vulnerable, and he only stops long enough to kill one before moving to the next.]

Haven't had a fight like this in awhile, Jormungand. I'm still warming up.

[And then he's distracted, turning and bowling another giant to the ground, a hand clasped hard around its throat, tightening. It shatters into shards of ice a moment later, successfully decapitating the creature, and Fenrir stands again.]

But it's going to be annoying when the mortals come in, you know. Poison the wrong human-shape, bite off the wrong head, and we'll be in trouble.
necrowmantic: (and all your final moments)

[personal profile] necrowmantic 2013-06-17 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
[By this point in the journey, Henry's more than a little tired. Not of fighting and maiming and killing- of course not, if that went on forever he'd be happy- but physically? Stabbing and shadowing up giants was a whole lot of work.

Even so, was he going to pass up going back
out into the fray? Absolutely not.

The gods fighting were pretty unmistakable, even without the mounds of icy corpses left in their wake. And whenever Fenrir lunged into action, Henry just
had to pause and watch. It was brutal precision. And even if he couldn't remember the exact shape of the jaw, the length of his teeth- the impression of a wolf was so strong as to be unmistakable. Henry wasn't even frustrated at the lack of a clear image, the feeling of it (and the sight of the carnage around him) was more than enough.

And were those teeth marks on the neck of that giant? Those were totally teeth marks. Which was something both distracting and awesome, and he narrowly avoided getting impaled and trampled by one of the living members of the army.

Oh yeah, he was out here to fight too, wasn't he?

Even as Henry throws himself into it, with the same cheerful ruthlessness as ever, he works his way closer to where the wolf god was. There's more than a bit of blood on him by the time he gets over there, both new and old. Fenrir was really really distracting.

When he's close enough, he calls out the first question that comes to mind.]

Are you gonna eat all these guys?
asgardspride: (and hurricanes)

283 - At the Gates

[personal profile] asgardspride 2013-06-18 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Someone wasn't happy. Someone was armed, ready to bear, his eyes full of the light of fire, itching for a fight. Someone was also not out there, alongside the three others beyond the gates, and when one errant giant managed to get through, his displeasure at that fact was expressed with the sound of cracking bones and a guttural cry before the creature fell.

Baldr was seething, left to help manage the defenses behind the gates, to keep the streets ordered and controlled so that nothing could get beyond. It was grunt work. No, worse than that. It was Heimdall's work, and he felt coddled.

But, still, at least he could kill a few giants. That would work the frustration out of his system.]
asgardstricks: (and i hate somebody too)

Day 282 | Loki district near the castle

[personal profile] asgardstricks 2013-06-18 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Not every god's speciality is physical fighting. Some do better behind the scenes, and Loki is one such god. He figures he has enough on his hands with his usual duties that he'd rather not waste his time out fighting if he doesn't have to, so instead he's decided to keep an eye on things from a distance.

He can be found standing on the wall surrounding the castle plaza, alternately peering in the direction of the Gate of Frost or at the various screen floating near him. The screens display the battle and the other two gates, and he seems equally invested in all of them.

He might even be paying such close attention that a sneaky Traveller could surprise him.]
asgardsshadow: (I dreamed I was a pigeon)

day 282 | On the wall by the Gate of Frost

[personal profile] asgardsshadow 2013-06-18 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
[hel isn't fighting, not today. the travelers succeeded in bringing freyr back, and that means her part of this work will begin soon. in the meantime, she sits on the wall by the gate of frost and watches the carnage unfold, and her brothers at the heart of it. her posture isn't one of concern, though. no, she looks like she enjoys watching them do their work.

it's a bit of effort to get up onto the ramparts, but for those who wish to spectate, the view is grand]
likethelight: (.cover up the gray)

282-283 | anywhere and everywhere | open

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-18 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ On the 282nd, as soon as they get back, as soon as they get back into the city, Allen's going to be one of the ones rushing the container carrying Freyr's soul back to the castle. Even if perhaps he was with the defense team (and it is still defense, isn't it). It's hardly like he'll ever be one to let Tyki Mikk out of his sight when there's a soul involved, after all. (Don't think he doesn't think there are ulterior motives at work here.) Beyond being very personally concerned with the safety of such a thing as it is. It's kind of a nerve-wracking thing, after all.

After that, it's right back to find the frontlines. Who could rest with that going on, after all? So you can probably catch a glimpse of a white-haired slender blur darting in and out and braining things with a large shield. Looking for people he recognizes to protect, to stop and try to heal, or trying to help where it looks like someone needs it. Though, at one point...

For a moment, does it look like he jerks and stops a little when one bleeding, nearly dead giant stirs a little at his feet? Yes, and after what seems a moment of rather heavy, heavy hesitation -- he drops to his knees by it to place his hand against its head.

...He might have stopped to heal it. Just enough so it wouldn't die (he hopes), before hurrying along. Not enough so it could fight again, but...

Just enough to save it.

There'd be looking tired since he hasn't slept much the last few days, except whoa, adrenaline.

But come the next day, the 283rd day, and the battle over... Whoever he might have been with, if anyone in particular (probably not), he drifts off by himself with a worn sort of smile. (Funny how he's good at that, like smoke.) And Allen probably meant to go home (well, to the room where he sleeps is more like it), but...

He didn't. Which is why he's wedged up against this wall here, mostly out of sight and blending in like a forgotten heap of something. Save for the thatch of white hair and a brightly gold Timcanpy perched on one knee. And that he's hugging the shield he'd been using the last few days against his chest so he might rest his head against something. (Although he should probably... return it? It's not really his, he didn't even really want it. Maybe -- later... Yeah, later...)

He was just really tired and didn't quite make it back home, alright. Both from using his ability so much, and from the fighting instead of sleeping. And judging from the amount of cuts and bruises that aren't healed and a rather tattered uniform... it's probably mostly the latter. And being too stubborn to really let anyone heal him unless he really needed it.

It's okay. Just let a sleeping dog lie. ]
5thchild: (Default)


[personal profile] 5thchild 2013-06-18 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kaworu didn't help with the fight; he was worried about Shinji, instead. And thought many people he loves and cares about would probably get involved in this fight, would get hurt and he does worry for them, this is the first battle that Shinji will see and Shinji has no fighting abilities nor he knows how to even use the powers the gods in Asgard gave him. He is at disadvantage and the angel, well-

The angel worries.

But on the 283 day, early, he was even more worried about those he didn't come to help. He was worried about the people he loves and left to the battle and to whom he didn't have the chance to say anything since he left for the Dwarf-land.

He was worried about Allen.

That's why he left even before the sunrise, to search for the other. But considering the panic and how everyone is on such high alert, ready for another battle to come, to actually find him in all of this chaos is difficult. Here and there he will heal those who need him, but he never stays too long in the same place as he still searches for the exorcist among the fighters and the healers.

(It doesn't help that Allen is curled up somewhere sleeping. It makes him harder to find)

Kaworu eventually does, though. By then, the pulse still hasn't passed by, but the evening is close. It wouldn't matter anyway because when Kaworu's red eyes finally recognize the other, he rushes to him as if else nothing matters, worried that Allen is more than just sleeping. Before he reaches Allen, he slows down - so he won't wake him up all of sudden - and kneels near him, a hand reaching for Allen's cheek.

All those bruises -- he has to heal him. ]
likethelight: going out of our minds (.we spend all of our lives)

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-18 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Admittedly Allen wouldn't usually pass out quite this fast, when yes the battle itself was over but everything was still on edge, but it's been several days now of fighting, fleeing, and at most catching a few fitful minutes in a catnap. And as Kaworu can probably guess, even if Allen's stubborn about letting people heal him unless they outright top him into it, he'd been using his powers a lot on top of that.

Actually, it's kind of a miracle he didn't just keep going until he literally dropped and passed out in a heap. At least he got somewhere not in the middle of all that chaos. And he probably didn't mean to pass out like he did.

But he's also here maybe because he didn't want anyone to find him. They'd worry, right? And there were others, people more injured. It's okay, he'd be fine; they should take care of the others first, people that needed it, he shouldn't make them worry...

Maybe the fight's not over, too. (It didn't feel right to go home yet.)

But he blinks and stirs a little at that; the hand on his cheek. Just a little, heavily at first -- and then he jolts in a kneejerk panicked sort of way, chin jerking up and, ah -- ]


[ Focusing and -- unfocusing. Is he still asleep? ... He fell asleep? ]
Edited 2013-06-18 20:26 (UTC)
5thchild: (pic#5293800)

[personal profile] 5thchild 2013-06-18 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ normally Kaworu would pull his hand away the moment Allen reacted like that – not wanting to startle him, not wanting to upset him – but not this time. Even if the other suddenly woke up and jolted, Kaworu’s hand stood in place against Allen’s cheek, and actually he brought the other one to his other cheek.

He nods at the question, though, as he focus on channeling his energy and using his power to heal Allen’s wounds. Actually, he doesn’t waste time with the superficial ones and instead immediately searches for any grave injury that might be hidden under the thorn up clothes. ]

Is Timcanpy alright?

[ the red eyes turn to the golden golem to make sure. He also worries about Tim, of course. ]
key_illusion: (It's not too late to run.)

Day 282 | Caravan's Return | Closed

[personal profile] key_illusion 2013-06-18 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[As soon as the caravan is in the city, ???'s stumbling out of it, trying to get away as fast as possible and return to his room. The crack in his head hasn't affected his memories, thankfully, but his balance is off. There's also a horrible headache that makes it feel like the crack is getting worse, even though he's pretty certain it's not. It's simply painful, and it doesn't help that he's completely drained. Mostly physical and low energies, but he's also noticed that some people didn't return to the caravan.

He doesn't want to dwell on it though. Instead, he's dragging himself through the streets, hood up, and hand pressed against the buildings as he moves. A Teleport array should be around here somewhere...]
likethelight: (『sober』pour some misery down on me)

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-18 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Worse injuries, but nothing he'd die from. Allen's used to fighting his entire life without (for a long time) much of any armor to speak of. He's caught bullets with his hand before, after all. It's hard to catch an opening on him that severe unless he's incredibly distracted. Even if he always came back more bandage than boy after most missions, they weren't usually from grave injuries. And akuma and Noah are a lot more dangerous than most giants.

But there's crush injuries from being knocked around a lot, and some deeper slashes that aren't so easy to see with a black and red uniform. Can't even see the bloodstains on it aside from wetter patches. (It helped. Easier to try and insist he was okay.)

But Kaworu's hands are alright; it wasn't what surprised Allen or anything he found unwelcome. More than alright; it feels cool, soothing. And after blinking once more, he relaxes a little (well, goes a little limp more like it) and lets his eyes close.

Aah. So they did make it. ]

Yeah. [ It's a little sleep-roughened and softer now that his surprise is over. ] Tim's alright. [ Aren't you, Tim? You've always fought with Allen, after all.

But the golem's just watching Kaworu work, quiet but alert (worried) like a dog with its ears pricked. ]
5thchild: (pic#2526407)

[personal profile] 5thchild 2013-06-18 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With one last glance at Tim and making sure he is alright, Kaworu closes his eyes as he continues to heal the other. If Allen was to tell him to stop, he wouldn’t. After all, he was looking for him, exactly because he knew how the other would refuse to acknowledge how injured he was and that he may need help, he would prefer if they looked after the others because he is alright, even if he isn’t. While the angel is like that in a way, the difference here (besides Kaworu always believing he isn’t important) is that Kaworu doesn’t go into battles and doesn’t get hurt like that.

Finally, he gently leans towards the exorcist, carefully pressing his forehead against his – so careful, like the angel is afraid this might hurt Allen in the process, though he knows it wouldn’t.

He doesn’t like to see Allen like this. At all. And to feel him like this, to feel his wounds as he heals them -

It pains Kaworu (not physically, even if his chest squeezes) ]

Are you feeling better, Allen?
Edited 2013-06-18 21:33 (UTC)
likethelight: (.104)


[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-18 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Mbhds?

Ah, that...?

There's that surprised flicker at that, eyes crossing for a moment before, oh -- ]
likethelight: (『sober』I'm out here alone)


[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-18 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... oh.

There's a pause, before he reaches up (slowly, like his arms are too heavy) and puts them around Kaworu's neck. Loose and heavy and a little clumsily, but like it's a little easier to breath just then, both from his healed injuries but -- mostly not because of that. And he can let his eyes close and relax, and his arms tighten a little.

It's really good to be here right now. Even if he can't shake a lingering sense of regret. ]

Mm. [ He's just really tired still.

Gently: ]
I'm sorry I made you worry.

[ He can tell. That tone. ]
5thchild: (pic#5470509)

[personal profile] 5thchild 2013-06-18 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ because even if he, indeed, worried Kaworu he knows how important it is for Allen. To save everyone he can, to do what he believes it’s right and important. He is gentle like that and this is one of the many reasons why Kaworu loves him, even if it does worry him so much. That’s why he will never ever tell Allen not to go into battle – it’s so important to him, after all.

The angel drops his hands gently, but not before his fingers rub the other’s cheek. He keeps the hands on the other’s shoulders, now healing the less serious wounds, and finally he pulls his face away. Of course he stays close, though, allowing Allen to keep his arms around him.

The way Allen is right now, it's obvious he is tired and it's not only because of the wounds]

It’d be better for you to sleep somewhere and recover.

[ somewhere that isn’t, you know, outside. Like a bed inside a room. ]
likethelight: (『grim』face I wear behind my grin)

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-18 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Even if Allen will never compromise those things about himself -- he is still aware it can make others worry, or hurt them. And he is sorry for that. Even if it also doesn't mean he'll ever really change. But...

Allen's arms loosen at that, pulling back a little as well, just enough so he can properly see him. Hazy still, but focusing. Aah. His heartbeat's not so loud in his ears now. ]

Everyone else -- how are they? [ It's soft-spoken still, almost like he didn't hear what Kaworu just said. The city. It's still over for now, isn't it?

It may or may not be avoiding the suggestion, too. Oops. (Actually it mostly isn't. He's just more concerned with the other thing.) ]
5thchild: (pic#2526466)

[personal profile] 5thchild 2013-06-18 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
The battle is over. [ for now ] Everyone is still waiting, but it seems there are no signs of Thiazi's forces attacking again. I believe the soul was delivered.

[ he "believes" but doesn't know. Because Kaworu doesn't really care. It's still his angel part, in the end, not to care about things that don't concern him.

Once he has fully healed Allen, Kaworu finally drops his hands, but remains knelt down next to the other. He will again suggest helping Allen to go somewhere safer, but he has a feeling Allen will refuse until he is certain everything is alright ]
likethelight: (.for the rest of our lives)

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-18 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A soul's a soul, and that and its humanity is something to be protected above all else. Allen can't help but be concerned about and want to protect that. It honestly doesn't matter if it's a God's or not; he sees them as essentially human anyway. Even if some of them are pains in the arse and the whole situation disagreeable or not.

But ah, he gives a slight, distracted sort of nod at that. But it's relieved, and he smiles a little finally in a tired way. That's right, that worked... ]

Mm. I was there when they did. [ Although he doesn't really elaborate on that. Just smiles a little in that relieved way. Like 'that's right, he can rest a little now'. ]
5thchild: Smile (pic#2526117)

[personal profile] 5thchild 2013-06-18 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he smiles back at him, though it's not because of the soul and being glad it went well. It's mostly an understanding smile.

Kaworu's hand reaches again for Allen's cheek, touching it very gently ]
It's alright now.

[ "You did well". ]

Allen, it's better if you don't stay here. [ he knows the other wants to rest but - ] I will help you. [ Kaworu's first thought is to bring the exorcist back to their (the angel still consider it Allen's home) house at Odin district - he doesn't know where Allen is staying at currently, after all. ]
likethelight: (『ehe』 'least there's you)

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-19 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Allen's honestly probably too out of it to really even realize that until it's too late or even at that point to really protest. (It kind of slipped his mind to tell Kaworu where he was now. Or actually, in fact, Kaworu'd been gone when he did and then Allen was gone...)

Besides, of course it's still Allen's home, even if he doesn't live there anymore. A home isn't necessarily the place where you live --

-- it's the place where you want to live.

And for a moment he hesitates like he might protest, but then he doesn't really have any reason to and it's probably a little silly, being here, so he gives a nod. ]

Ah, yeah... [ It's a little sheepish finally. Whups. ]

Okay. [ Ah, he should try to get to his feet now, shouldn't he? He'll start to, though he needs to brace himself and he'll try not to lean on Kaworu very much. ]
5thchild: (pic#2526270)

[personal profile] 5thchild 2013-06-19 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Kaworu's hand quickly reaches for Allen's, so he can wrap his arm around Kaworu's shoulders; with the other, he tries to keep the exorcist standing somehow, not really caring if he does end up leaning on him very much.

He will try his best to drag help Allen as they walk.

Kaworu is just so glad Allen is alive and well. And also happy that he is happy with the result of the "mission", even if the angel never really cared much about it. ]
likethelight: (.cover up the gray)

[personal profile] likethelight 2013-06-19 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Timcanpy's following in tow, too. Just behind them, even if the progress is probably slow. (And Allen's sorry, he probably got some blood smeared on your shirt from his uniform, too. He'll feel bad and apologize as soon as he's noticed.)

Although "happy" might be an overstatement. He's sad too, that they lost people. So it's a bittersweet thing. But that everyone succeeded -- that part? -- that part is enough to make him smile quietly, too.

But after a few moments, as they make their way -- ]

[ It's quieter, something gentle about it, and he really is trying not to lean on him very much. ]

..thank you.

[ It's pretty easy to lead him just about anywhere, too. He's not really paying attention. ]
occulthymns: (passing by lit windows)

[personal profile] occulthymns 2013-06-19 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Missing the caravan thanks to that trip to the dwarven city wasn't any loss in Euri's opinion. She isn't a fan of the gods and even if Freyr seemed to be slightly less terrible helping still wouldn't have been she was willing to do.

She's wandering through the city, debating taking Dog for a quick walk when she spies a very familiar hooded figure.]

R... Roxas? [Yeah, that has to be ???. She quickens her pace to approach him.]

Hey, Roxas!