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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2016-10-14 11:08 am

Event Log: Keepsakes

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Keepsakes event!
Where: All around the city
When: October 15th-October 19th
Warnings: A bunch of random crap.


Well, Hope and Delight are messing with the door again, but at least this time dragons aren't involved, right? This attempt goes a bit better - sure, no one gets sent home, but if everyone will just look under their seats, they'll find a FREE [INSERT SOMETHING YOU MAYBE DIDN'T WANT AT ALL HERE]! Awesome! So nice! Yup, throughout these few days people will be finding things from home - something they loved, something they used all the time, something they hated, something they totally forgot they even had. All sorts of cool stuff!

Well, they might not actually find it. Their neighbor might, or a complete stranger. And who knows where it could turn up? At the park, half-buried? In the Silent Hill zone, kept safe by a horrifying monster? Or hey, maybe in somebody's underwear drawer. Awkward. Better try to find your stuff, or find the owner of whatever weird crap you found. It could be something important.


► This log covers October 15th-October 19th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you somehow manage to die in this event, please let us know here, and also what the hell?
circumitus: I ONLY KNOW HOLA. (EVERYONE IS SPEAKING SPANISH)

rey.

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-16 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
I. 15th-19th: Anywhere (OPEN)

For once, things seem pretty calm.

After being here for so long, it's difficult not to notice a certain pattern in which events seem to present themselves. The gods are about as predictable as anything.

As for Rey... One may pass by her on the river or tending to the dam. The bar isn't an unlikely place to find her, either.

Other times she is wandering. Supposedly on patrol, but that's her usual excuse when she can't sleep and can't stick to one place at any great length.

At some point, she has curiously stumbled upon some messages that have to belong to someone in the city. The name regarding the complaint notice does sound familiar, but tracking down its owner is going to be another story.

Perhaps she should think of a way to return them.

II. 16th: Workshop (OPEN)

Sometimes she is at work in an abandoned housing unit on the unrestored edge of the city, which houses a supply of chemicals and the rest of her weapons cache that she's been collecting.

She has since relocated her supplies since introducing Sato to the last place, and not many are aware of it. But those that can hear the tinkering within the unit while happening by may notice a lingering light or a shift within what would otherwise be an uninhabitable home.

Furthermore, on her work desk sits a particular dashboard hula doll. She doesn't know why she took it, other than the charming novelty of the damned thing.

It's interesting what she's been finding riddling the city these days.

II. 19th: The Tunnels (CLOSED TO SATO)

It isn't like Rey is here for ammunition. With Lilith gone, so ends that deal they had made in exchange for the sniper rifle Rey is now holding. Unless she were to return, that is.

Between that, the 92FS with a reliable supply of ammo, and the one kukri, she at least comes into these tunnels prepared. This isn't her first gig, and for once she isn't here to track down something to kill.

Instead, she's drawn to this place by the familiar. After all, she can't think of any weapons anyone has here that can burn holes through solid walls, or riddle one of the creatures she's seen with such clean precision.

No. She's seen those marks before. She just has to confirm what she already suspects, regardless of whatever she finds (or what finds her) here.

[ooc: If anyone wants to find anything of Rey's, there are still a couple things up for grabs! Or vice versa and you want her to find something of your dudes'.]
Edited 2016-10-16 02:32 (UTC)
infinite1up: (Too much IBM)

Tunnel Adventures

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-16 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Whenever Sato hear another set of footsteps echoing nearby, he always gravitates towards them. If it's another person, that's fine. If it's a monster... well, that's even better, isn't it?

Isn't it?

The new gun that he found is a futuristic little bit of tech, and it's fun enough to shoot, but it feels like the excitement of monsters is finally starting to wear off a little bit. They're a challenge, sure, but so mindless.

So when he rounds a corner, maser trained on whoever the other set of footsteps belong to... it's a bit of a surprise to see such a familiar face.

"Oh! It's a small world after all," he says. There's about a half second there of pause but... no, he does decide after that split second to lower the gun.
circumitus: Keep up the good work. (it's a 12/12/12 miracle)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-16 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
The recognition is immediate. Not with Sato, but the weapon he aims at her. Rey steels herself to deal with any shots coming her way, even if masers are different and more difficult to deal with than bullets.

It doesn't come to that, though. But that doesn't mean that her guard is down and her hands come up. Of all the kinds of people to be in possession of a maser, it just had to be Sato.

"Just don't start singing about it," Rey replies flatly, before gesturing at the gun he's holding. "Where did you find that?"
infinite1up: (Default)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-16 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"It was just lying around in one of the shops. Quite a good find," he says pleasantly. Of course he hasn't been blind to the rash of new objects showing up all over in the last few days, and chances are good it belongs to someone. But it's his for now. He's not quite sure how to reload it, but a gun is a gun, and using it is easy enough.

Feel free to relax, Rey, because he opts to point it safely down at the ground -- there's no point in antagonizing her, especially when they've been having such interesting excursions. "Off on a hunt for more ammunition, are we?"
Edited 2016-10-16 03:42 (UTC)
circumitus: its people like u that make people like me go to rehab. he has a lazy eye for christ sakes. (your girlfriend is a south jersey whore)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-16 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
It's okay. Rey is very rarely ever relaxed.

"Actually, was following the trail you were making with that thing." She then gives him a thin-lipped look. "You do what type of gun that is, don't you?"

Given that Sato didn't know what a maser was before, she doubts that he's ever fired one before now. She can't blame him for wanting to go to town with it, but until she can confirm that there are some extra charges around, it isn't a resource that should be wasted.
infinite1up: (Play ball!)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-16 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not at all," he replies pleasantly. With the way she's worded that, it sounds like she does, though. And if it's from her world, well... he's not about to just hand it over.

Instead he opts to try changing the subject. "Have to seen any of the large fellows, big horns, walk upright? I've been looking forward to a rematch." And considering how many times he died against a deathclaw, returning the favour is more than deserved.
circumitus: (goddammit you're a loose cannon)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-16 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Rey starts to open her mouth until Sato makes a not-so-subtle topic change. She forms a narrow-eyed expression before she speaks again.

"The deathclaws, you mean?" Sato's description does match the creatures that Nick has claimed to be from his world. "Not really. Wasn't sure if there were any left."

Even so, she isn't sure if a pistol would be much improvement, even one with maser charges. Not on its own, anyway.
infinite1up: (This is war)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-17 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Is that what they're called? There's at least one still wandering around," Sato explains cheerfully, continuing to pretend he hasn't noticed a single one of Rey's perturbed expressions this whole time. Clearly more confident about the tides turning in that rematch, he adds, "If I keep searching, it'll have to show up sooner or later."
circumitus: You can pick it up if you come down with ID... (i do believe we have a fire lady)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-17 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"That, or you'll just end up running into anything else and use up all of your charges before you find it." Rey pauses, a brow arching. "That thing did come with extra mags, right?"

It's been a while since she's used a maser, but she recalls each mazemag storing an ample supply of charges. Those can only last for so long in a place like this, though.
infinite1up: (Thoughtful)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-18 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure Rage will be up for her regular trade-ins."

Despite the nagging feeling that it probably is Rey's, he did have fun on that Silent Hill Zone excursion, and well, having some more company means a wider swath of destruction. "Care to join me? I thought I might spend a few more hours out here before heading back into the city and seeing if I can hunt down a cup of coffee instead."
circumitus: I CAN QUIT ANY FUCKING TIME I WANT. (i'm not drunk YOU'RE drunk)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-18 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
With all the shit that's been raining down in the area, perhaps she could locate additional ammo for the gun. That is, if she's able to pry it from Sato's cold, dead fingers.

Of course, that may be on the to-do list.

"Am sure she will," Rey quips, before turning her attention to his invitation. "Don't see why not. Killing and coffee? Sounds like a normal evening."

If you're that type of person. Which Rey is -- and, as it would seem, so is Sato. And that's about as good of a thing as a carrot up your ass.
infinite1up: (360 noscope)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-18 12:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Isn't it? In this place, at least," he adds. That caveat doesn't really hold for himself mind you, but he's not quite ready to invite Rey to a different kind of killing spree. Someday, once he works up an appropriate justification that's believable... well, then they can have some real fun.

Turning back in the direction he came from, the maser gun comes back up again as he keeps it trained on the tunnels ahead. There's always something lurking out there, it's just a matter of tracking it down. And the air seems to be getting oddly colder as they move through this part of the tunnels.
circumitus: Captain Morgan didnt let me down when i stand up it feels like the world is trying to hand me rainbows. (i hate your face)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-19 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
For now, Rey keeps out the pistol. It's the one gun that she can use liberally, not worrying about having to pile up a questionable body count in order to obtain more ammunition. It goes outside of Rage's knowledge and Rey would rather keep it that way.

In a passing thought, she considers for a moment that she could hazard a headshot and just take the maser from Sato. She doesn't know what to expect from him, but he probably doesn't know what to expect from her, either. As the thought passes by, she reconsiders, deciding that it would be best not to open up that can of problems. Not yet, anyway.

During Rey's numerous treks through these tunnels, she has also come to familiarized herself with this cold rush as being anything but a natural draft within the caves.

Thing is, should she tell him that?

"It's close."

Well, it's certainly not nothing.
infinite1up: (Thoughtful)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-20 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
There's just a faint smile on his face in response as he checks the nearest corner in the tunnel. Even though the chill is still in the air, there's nothing there, and he starts making his way down this section of the cavern at his usual even pace.

There's only a quiet hiss as forewarning when the wraith phases through the wall behind him, laying one inky black hand on the back of Sato's neck.

It's a unique sensation, feeling the life being sucked right out of you, and Sato whirls around at the creature, firing the maser into it nearly point-blank. The shots pass right through the dark figure, etching a couple new holes in the cave wall behind it.

That... doesn't bode very well for success here.
circumitus: Your first mistake was not throwing your beer at the RA and running. (i literally hate you so fucking much)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-21 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Instantly Rey stops when the shadowy apparition emerges from the wall. She hangs back, finding no use in them both getting caught up in the wraith's touch.

At least it goes for Sato first. Until he gets the great idea to try and shoot a ghost (or a thing that practically is one). A shot that nearly burns a hole right through her skull, if she didn't tilt her head to the side fast enough.

"For fuck's sake," she mutters, before drawing her pistol. Aiming not at the wraith but the spot between Sato's eyes. At the very least, she can knock him down. If the wraith thinks he's dead, it won't be interested in him.
infinite1up: (WTF)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-21 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Sato's trying more than shooting a ghost, but nothing for Rey to see; Sato's own 'ghost' tears through the wraith... very literally 'through', not even making a mark. In the battle of invisible vs incorporeal, incorporeal is winning without even seeming to notice it.

In fact, not expecting Rey to just go right ahead and shoot him directly, Sato's backing up to watch his IBM's futile swipes at the thing when the bullet nails him right in the forehead and he drops like a sack of potatoes. The maser gun falls from his hand and skittering a few feet across the rocky tunnel floor.

Unseen, Sato's ghost turns its weird flat nub of a head in Rey's direction, frozen in apparent uncertainty.
circumitus: PUT 'EM IN JAIL, PUT 'EM IN JAIL. (bang bang rob that bank)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-22 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
It does, in fact, seem that something is attempting to hack through the ethereal phantom. But its lack of effectiveness doesn't seem to bear any results in the end. Besides, when Rey is the more visible one here, the wraith's attention shifts to her. Not as a danger, but as prey.

A series of guttural vocals rumble from the creature, like syllables of a devilish tongue. Of all the languages that Rey can speak, the words it speaks ring hollow to her -- yet the idea remains the same.

Sounds very much to be a threat.

Indifferent to the invisible matter assaulting it previously, the wraith floats towards her at incredible speeds. With its previous target seemingly incapacitated, she is now its new interest. Attempting to reach out and grab her, only for Rey to drop to the ground and roll aside with each bidden grasp. Its fingers brush past her hair as she scrambles back up to her feet, before hurrying towards the fallen maser. Though she doesn't do much but kick it farther away when the phantom hand reaches for her shoulder, and Rey is forced to steer a corner of the tunnel, drawing the creature from the scene.
infinite1up: (Black Ghost 2)

[personal profile] infinite1up 2016-10-22 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
The biggest benefit to being shot right in the head is that it doesn't take long to actually die. Sato snaps back into the land of the living in seconds, hand shooting out to grab... wait, where's the gun?

Instantly connecting the dots, he recognizes this as a fun new game of keep-away. He's clearly not going to be killing that very immaterial ghost any time soon unless lessons from Lea suddenly work out, but that just adds an obstacle to the challenge.

As he gets back to his feet, he sends his IBM on ahead, bounding off the wall to turn the corner at top speed and spring forward, heading for the maser, too.

/insert benny hill theme here

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glacius: Focus less on the where and more on the going. (Destination fever.)

I. The dam.

[personal profile] glacius 2016-10-17 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Glacius has walked up and down the long, dark river that cuts through the underground city so many times he's lost count. It's one of his favorite features of this place... the quiet trickle of its slow-moving waters is relaxing, and he likes staring out at the reflections that play over its surface as he thinks idly. The green grass that lines its banks is also nice and cool, much more agreeable to his feet than the hard and often rocky ground of the rest of the cave. All in all a good way to relax when he doesn't feel like simply lounging around in the shade of the trees that fill the park at its eastern end.

As he strolls along, slow and steady, his comes upon a structure that sits right by where the river swells out a peaceful-looking lake. It's unfamiliar to him, though he's passed by it many times. Not unfamiliar to him is the person currently working at it... he's seen this woman a few times now, even found her company agreeable. Glacius watches her tend to her project curiously for some time before he figures that simply waiting back and staring is rude, probably even a little odd... so he approaches the structure and raises his voice to be heard above the rushing water and thrumming generator.

"What are you working on all the way out here? Some kind of... energy converter?"


circumitus: I CAN QUIT ANY FUCKING TIME I WANT. (i'm not drunk YOU'RE drunk)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-18 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Rey could be cleaner. Her clothes and skin are splotched with tar-black smears, and cargo pants damp from the knees down. She's barefoot, for the time being -- her combat boots set aside by the riverbed while she takes care of a submerged component.

While her instincts prep her for anticipating a coming presence, she has the self control not to immediately turn and attack whatever -- whoever -- is making themselves known.

In this case, it would be Glacius.

Lowering the wrench in her hand, Rey wades through the water to return to dryer ground.

"Generator for the dam. Needs 'routine maintenance'." She waves the wrench, gesticulating with the tool. "Plus there was a loose pipe that needed adjusting."
glacius: (Wait that seems a little off.)

[personal profile] glacius 2016-10-26 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Glacius has seen a dam during his travels across earth, though the specific name of the structure is unfamiliar to him. In fact, there's only one manner in which he's heard humans utilize the word. He tilts his head. "I'm sorry--the damn what?" Then, eyes following Rey's gesture, he scans the flowing waters. "Does the part still need fixing? If it is submerged, I am perfectly suited to the work, though you'd have to explain then necessary adjustments to me..."
fortunefavored: ((02))

1 the dam

[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-10-19 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Newt's been wandering around the cave a bit, never straying too far from the safe spaces. He's stumbled across some interesting stuff, but at current he's going to have a look at the dam. Anything that provides electricity is definitely a boon, and Newt would like to get a look at it. Always good to know what you're working with, after all.

He's kinda surprised when he spots someone else there, but blinks when he realizes he knows that person]


Hey, Rey! [lifting a hand and waving, from a good thirty feet away]
circumitus: - XOXO dad (time to smoke my breakfast)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-21 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[It seems silly at first, but with things popping up wherever, Rey has a mind to check the dam whenever there seems to be a block. Just to make sure that no one's underwear or severed limb or whatever gets caught in one of the mechanisms.

[She's reaching between a narrow gap, shoulder pressed against the outer wall when she hears a voice.]


Oh. Newt.

Been a while.

[She sounds strained, still trying to grasp whatever it is that's wedged in her dam.]
fortunefavored: ((43))

[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-10-22 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'll come closer, then] Yeah, what--a couple months or something? [he's peering at what she's doing, though, once he gets closer] What are you working on?
circumitus: tall, lanky, uses teeth when giving head, and runs like a giraffe. don't do it, man... (no i know her type)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-22 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Something like that.

[She isn't one to keep track of time. It just reminds her how long she's been here.

[Her fingers grasp on some material when Newt asks his question. An eye squints as she tries pulling it out.]
Found something in the dam. Am trying to get it out. Probably some of the shit that's been landing all over the place lately.