EVENT LOG: A FRIEND IN NEED ( ALFHEIM )

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Who: Everyone going to Alfheim
What: The mingle log for A Friend In Need
When: Days 387-390 ( Jan. 12-19 )
Where: Asgard, Alfheim, and the train ride inbetween
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

Day 387 ( Jan. 12/13 )

Before boarding the train around dawn, the leaders of the separate groups should run checks on everyone that's signed up. Natives will help dish out a simple weapon to those without their own that want one, medical supplies to the healers and a simple kit for everyone else, and a simple mask with strict instructions to put them on as soon as the kingdom is within sight. After everyone is geared up and boarded, Odin's spies will set out on horseback first, masks already in place, to clear the path ahead. This gives you a five hour train ride to go over strategies and coordinate with your fellow Travellers and the Asgard natives that have joined the ranks.

As the train crosses the halfway mark between Asgard and Alfheim, the dark black clouds of smoke and ash will sprawl across the horizon and thicken the air, prompting early placement of the gas masks as a precautionary measure. It's a short trip from there, and once the train has stopped, it's time to get to work. The homes and buildings of Alfheim will be in varying states of disarray and ruin, some still burning as the inhabitants and neighbours struggle to douse the flames. Others will be smouldering, successfully saved or otherwise left to burn itself out in the days since the initial attack. There will still be Fire Giants sparsely wreaking havoc amongst the living quarters, but the vast majority of the fighting will have been drawn into the treeline by the Elves to give room for relief efforts and any evacuation attempts. Homes and larger buildings still largely intact will have been turned into temporary hospital rooms or safe houses for the young and incapable of fighting, with the injured laid out anywhere there is room; the dead will be wrapped in sodden sheets in the alleys between buildings until they can be properly buried - if ever they should find the opportunity.

This leaves the Travellers to split up and jump head first into their tasks. The Elves will be pleasantly surprised and immensely grateful for the arrival of aid, but they will not spare much time to gratitude when the battle wages and every second counts. Those fighting will immediately accept the Travellers into their defence, and from there, they will begin to push back against the Giants' forces. At this point, it will be largely defensive combat, an attempt to keep the Giants from moving further into the kingdom and setting more to flames. Surt himself will be present in this, and a vast majority of those that try to stand against him will be met with a heavy hand. Move carefully, Travellers, for there is still fight left in these desperate Giants.

Day 388/389 ( Jan. 14-17 )

By early morning, just as the Sun is beginning to rise, the Travellers will receive some support from their patron deities back in Asgard. For the next two days, they will have their House Powers to give them that extra edge on the battlefield. Another surprise will arrive as well, as the trees themselves seem to move through the battlefield to push back the Giants. The Treepeople will have arrived, many of whom direct their efforts towards the support group to help control the flames while others exact their grief and anger on the enemy forces that still linger around. These beings are the oldest in Yggdrasil, second only to the immortals, and strongly resemble their respective forests, but they are strong and firmly rooted in the Mother's survival.

They will fight alongside the Travellers until they are cut down or the battle is won, which it seems it will be when the flames begin to significantly dwindle nearing sunrise on Day 389. From that point onward, those fighting for Alfheim will rise to the offence and the Giants will begin to fall back as their numbers lessen and their advantage wanes. They will begin fleeing the kingdom, leaving Surt with only his loyalists at his side - and against the might of the Travellers and the Elves emboldened by their allies' support, they few will not be enough to claim the entire kingdom.

Day 390 ( Jan. 18-19 )

The Travellers' House Powers will fade before sunrise, but between the combined strengths of them, the Elves, and the Treepeople, they will still quickly overpower Surt's remaining forces and send them scurrying back to their ruined kingdom of Muspellheim. Surt will leave weary and more furious than ever at his failure, but he knows too that to stand alone would be his downfall. The battle is won, but the damage has been great and there is little time for celebration. The Travellers will be given the most sincere gratitude from the people of Alfheim, and sent back home with packs of food and supplies to patch themselves up before they arrive back in Asgard as the loyal and true allies to Yggdrasil and her children.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the A Friend In Need plot event! Team sign-ups are over here and it is never too late to join, thought the leadership positions have already been chosen. To plot out a thread with Surt, please comment here. Let us know if you have any questions or concerns! ]

Comments

[teenyoda]

[Her face. Goooooooooood her face. He wanted to just squish her cheeks together and kiss her, but no. Nope. Good boy. He could be good.]

You're hilarious. I'll keep you still, puns and all.

[truesight]

What a good sport.

[ complete with an 'aw shucks', totally humbled sort of nose scrunch. eventually she's back to looking up at the cut on his head though, tilting her head at it. it looks- mildly brutal, but only because the peroxide managed to do what it does best. there's nothing hiding it anymore, just. wound. ]

I'm going to put a little square of gauze over that, okay? Just enough to cover it, and some tape. Nothing too crazy. I just have a feeling if you get soot or ash in that, it's going to hurt way worse than it did to clean it out. [ she's reaching up to brush her fingers through the hair that's right above the cut ] 'Kay?

[teenyoda]

[He just sort of... reaches up and grabs her hand, holding it in his as he continues to watch her. In a minute, Rach.]

I'm glad you're here, Rach.

I mean, here in Asgard. Not here-here. I wish you were back there where it was safe, but... I mean...

I'm glad I met you. Really glad. Thanks. For, you know, caring.

[truesight]

[ she's giving him a suspicious squint even as her cheeks color a little bit ]

Those sound an awful lot like famous last words, hero.

[teenyoda]

[He grinned, leaning in to rest his now-clean forehead against hers.]

I have no plans on dying, Red. There's too much I, um... have planned. With you. And, you know, things. Plus there's my dad and Scott and Hale... I've got way too much to be stupid about it. I just...

[He huffed out a sigh, breath puffing against her.]

I'm trying to tell you that you mean a lot to me, you dork.

[truesight]

[ there's more blushing with all of those words being strung together in that particular ramble, but it's pretty easy not to fumble around too much when he's right there. her nose bumps his when she nods, and it just makes her want to nuzzle at his face and snuggle close and forget all about the crazy war thing that's going on not too far from the tent they're in. ]

You mean a lot to me too, Freckles. Probably- more than anybody else that's come into my life in a long time. [ she tries to snarl her lip up a bit now, trying to look mean. although they're probably too close for it to count ] So you better stay alive, got it?

[teenyoda]

Yes, oh ferocious warrior queen. I've got it. No dying. Promise.

[Yeah, he was just going to tip his head a bit to the side and steal a kiss. Just a quick one. Whaaaaat was she gonna do about it? Nothing, that's what.]

[truesight]

Hey.

[ ah, she gave him a little while of kissing back, but then she's talking, all mumbled against his mouth ]

What happened to focusing? And bandages?

[teenyoda]

Mm, right. Focusing.

[Because he cared about anything other than her at that moment. Blood, sweat, fear, all of it just sort of... didn't matter. She was here and alive and he was here and alive and if he wasn't so exhausted...

Wasn't there some thing about people who fought together always wanting to go off and do things afterward? Victory alive partying sex? That might be it. He didn't know. Didn't really care, either.]

Bandage away.

[truesight]

[ she gives him a quiet 'mhm', fully in agreement on the not actually wanting to focus on where they were and where they were there. but eventually she leans back, fiddling with things in the first aid kit until she's got a small bandage pad folded to the right size to cover up the cut, and two strips of tape to keep it in place. she's careful about setting it into place, using some loose gauze to wipe away the excess peroxide on his skin before taping it there. she's more touchy-feely than she has any reason to be, her thumb smoothing down the tape just to continue and brush over his temple while her other fingers steady that touch by resting against the back of his jaw, but oh well. ]

There. [ she sits back, hands on her lap ] Move your face a bit for me? To see if it's on okay.

[teenyoda]

[He lets her fuss, knowing it helped her and honestly, it helped him too. Being out here with the possibility of dying, again, really had him questioning his life choices. But she was here and no way was he going to be the one sitting at home, chewing everything in sight as he waited for her. Nuh uh.

Besides, he was actually doing some good here. He was useful, for once. So he turned his head when she asked, feeling the pull of the tape on the sides of his face a little. It stung, but it would fade.]

Perfect, Nurse Rachel. I think I'll live.

[truesight]

[ she nodnodnods, relaxing a bit because good. he's officially patched up. and it did help. but honestly, just having him right here in front of her is helping. which is why she's being touchy without being too touchy, her fingers drumming lightly on the bracer on his forearm because it's close and she can ]

Why couldn't you get a power like the people that can give energy boosts? That way you could just hang out in here and kiss me all day. [ ... ] That's how it works, I'm pretty sure. They transfer energy through kissing.

[teenyoda]

I think that's how it works, which means you'd better not be getting energy boosts from anyone.

[He scolded her playfully, but he wouldn't actually do anything if she was at the point where she needed one. Besides, it wasn't like whoever it was had to kiss her mouth. Just her skin. A guy could kiss her hand.

Or, you know, a hot girl could kiss h--

Ahem.]

I'd stay here and boost you up if I could. Go steal energy from some nasty giant and come give it to you.

[truesight]

Aw, you would kiss a giant for me? See, that's why I like you so much. My adorable giant-kisser.

[ she's not sure why she's going on like she is, though it's probably to distract herself from the fact that all she can think about is kissing him right now. so, she will. soft and sweet. ]

You're the only person I want kisses from. [ smmmooch ] All the time. [ smoooooch ] Always.

[teenyoda]

You're making it really hard [PUN] to think about going back out there.

[He was giving her light smooches back, little ones that were really just his way of mollifying himself that she was okay. And that he was too.]

[truesight]

But you will. [ kiss. ] Because you're my hero. [ kiss! ] -- As in my favorite hero, and my personal rescuey hero. [ kiss ] Even when I don't need it, but appreciate it just the same. [ kiss ] Who has a power that's way cooler than energy kisses. [ kiss ] And is damn good at using them.

[teenyoda]

I am so very okay with you stroking my ego like this. [Kiss kiss kiss] Along with other things. You know, if you get the urge.

[Kiss and grin. Then he actually pulls back, hand up in her hair as he smiles at her.]

Your hero's got to get back out there and be all hero-y. But I'll be back. Guy's gotta sleep at some point, right?

[truesight]

You really do need to sleep at some point. Don't forget. You could even sleep in here, if you want, I wouldn't mind.

[ he pulls back so she doesn't, still happily leaning a bit into his personal space. ]

Then once all of this is over we can talk more about stroking things. And that paddle comment.

[ smmmirk ]

[teenyoda]

[Maybe that's what he'd been trying to get at, Rachel. Maybe he wanted an invitation to come crash in the Rachel tent. You fell into his trap beautifully.]

I do. And I should. I mean, if only to keep up the whole hero-y thing and make sure you were all safe and protected in your sleep.

By me.

[Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaachel. That's just mean.]

Mm, you're going to make me go back out and fight when I'm all turned on. That's great. I'm supposed to put out fires, Red. Not set them.

[truesight]

No, if you come here to sleep you're going to sleep. No protecting me while you're supposed to be sleeping. That defeats the purpose.

[ d u h. and she's fine with that, she was actually pretty glad to have a reason to invite him to stay here. there are tents that are further away from the fighting, set up for sleep, but oh well.

she laughs ]

Shh, shuddap, don't be turned on. Think about something else. Like. The filthy things the treepeople get up to when nobody's around. Ah? Gross right?

[teenyoda]

Can I sleep curled around you to protect you manfully with my body?

[Say yes, Rachel. Fall into the trap again.]

Well, I guess you can say they always... have wood.

[He actually heard the 'Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah' in his head after that.]

[truesight]

We'll see.

[ which is pretty much a 'yes' from her, when it comes to Stiles, she just doesn't want to get into details because she knows she'll get caught up in just flirting with him for the next forever if she does.

plus, then he goes and says that, and she scoffs in an oh no kind of way, sitting back and bracing her hands on the bench behind her ]

Your puns are way worse than mine, gods.

[teenyoda]

Hey, hey, you're the one that brought up treepeople doing dirty things. How could I not go there?

[He was laughing at the look on her face, reaching forward for her hands to pull her closer.]

Okay, okay. No more 'knotty' tree jokes. I promise.

[She couldn't hear the difference in that, right? Right.]

[truesight]

[ the emphasis on the first 'not go there' makes her a little suspicious, so hearing the slight manipulation of the vowels in 'naughty' to make 'knotty' is so very noticeable, sorry, yep. she's whines, like it's painful to hear so many tree puns in so few sentences, but shifts when he pulls her closer again, even if she just ends up darting in to give him a kiss on the cheek that ends up turning into her nosing there after ]

You are such a dork, I can barely stand it, but I can't get enough of you either, it makes no sense.

[teenyoda]

It's because I've used the Stilinski charm on you. You're hooked. Caught. Ensnared. Mine for keeps. It's just a fact you'll have to live with, Rach.

[He turned and gave her cheek a kiss, sighing lightly before moving to stand.]

I should really get back out there, but... I'm coming back. No way I'm giving up cuddle rights.