MINI-EVENT ★ WELCOME/RESCUE PARTY

[futurologists]

WELCOME/RESCUE PARTY The temporal insects have all either been squished or hopped into another dimension and all of Oska's inhabitants have gone back to their (relatively) normal selves. However, they didn't leave before chewing through some of the rift magitek, causing the new arrivals to end up in a slightly less safe place than the castle. The new Audentes recruits are dropped right at the edge of this pocket universe in the untamed forest. It's easy to lose your way in here, and to make it even harder, it's dark and storming. Going off without a buddy or two isn't recommended; you may walk in circles for hours. Meanwhile, a select few recruits receive a frantic message from Dagny begging for their help in locating these members and bringing them safely home, promising a reward in return. The forest is home to a whole host of unusual creatures, some friendly, some not. While you're avoiding a run-in with them, you'll also have to be careful not to step into the pockets of distorted reality left behind in the temporal insects' wake. Each pocket seems to be from the time before Oska was ALASTAIR's HQ, when it was still just a crumbling universe. The feelings and sensations are vivid; the earthquakes feel very real, as does the falling debris, so watch your head. When everyone has returned safely to the castle, Dagny will be waiting with the promised rewards. Each established recruit who participated in the rescue and all the newcomers will receive two bracelets, both made of a thin gold chain, and the instructions to give the extra to somebody close to them to tighten their bond. OOC NOTES Established recruits are entrusted with diving into the forest and bringing the newbies back to safety. Once they have, everyone is welcome to get situated in Oska until the next mission starts. Characters aren't required to give their second bracelet away, but those who do (or have their bracelet stolen/lost/found) will find that the moment both bracelets are slipped on, they'll share a significant memory of theirs with the other wearer and vice versa. This is a one-time effect and will not work after the first time, even with different wearers. Please note again that this log occurs after the temporal bugs have been cleared out. Due to the OOC extension of the previous event as well as this mini-event, the IC time between the bug extermination and the start of the mission has been extended past the 24 hours stated in the dossier to around half a week. As a reminder, this log is open to newcomers and those who signed up on the OOC post only.

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[perma_banned]

"There should be supplies for i--"

Ban's impression of Knives remained on a dangerous slope. Jagged edges marked it, going to midway points before plummeting in quick bursts. She was a food enthusiast which gave her some brownie points but the shriek that rang in his ear was enough for him to consider plunging one pinky in it to see if he had ruptured an eardrum.

"--Well, I'm not sure what it is but it might not even be after us."

Not that Ban was stellar, himself. Knives held onto his arm and he offered no semblance of comfort or even a hint of security. It was as if he could have cared less about being torn apart by wolves or whatever abominations lurked in the dark, there. As unheroically as possible, Ban began walking once more without any sort of inclination that he'd be a gentleman.

"Could be huntin' somebody else."

[omigosh]

Ban's impression of Knives wasn't surprising. If she had a Canadian dollar for every person who had mixed feelings about her, she would be filthy stinking rich. Most of the people in her life said at some point that she was annoying or just too much to handle. Over the past year, she tried toning down the more extreme parts of her personality with mixed results. Her obsessive tendencies had gone down, but her hyper-activeness seemed to be here to stay.

"You're probably right. We're totally safe!" Despite that, she still clung onto him. Better safe than sorry, right? "And sorry for screaming all the time. Guess I'm still kinda freaking out over everything. Getting stupid drunk, getting kidnapped by a mysterious organization for mysterious purposes, getting stuck in a creepy forests with deadly monsters--it's just a lot to process, you know?"

She paused for barely a second before breaking the silence again. "Hey, I just realized something! We've been hanging out for, like, an hour now, and we haven't even exchanged names. What's up with that?" Finally letting go of his arm, she held out her hand, smiling expectantly at him. "So let's do this right! I'm Knives Chau. It's nice to meet you, Mr...?"

[perma_banned]

Admittedly, Knives was safer than one may have expected. The hungry creatures in the forest likely wouldn't bother getting close with Ban around as he let his murderous gaze rake across the forest a few moments, directed at pretty much everything but Knives. When he put his eyes on her, his expression was dull and somewhat devoid of that presence. It made him look a little boring, so he seemed somewhat disinterested.

It wasn't easy to flip the switch and grind to a halt so easily, so it just made it seem like he wasn't really paying attention.

"Doesn't sound like a weird evening to me," Anything that Knives described, at least. Part of his group of knights, that sounded like a few of his weekends outside of joining ALASTAIR. Ban stopped from intimidating the creatures around them to look to Knives' hand, lifting a brow. He took her hand and shook it when offered. "Don't worry about it. Pretty sure you're not supposed to be thinkin' about good manners too much at the moment. I'm 'Undead Ban'."

With no surname to speak of, Ban always went with his criminal alias.