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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2015-12-14 10:19 am

EVENT LOG: RED SNOW

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Red Snow event!
Where: All around the city
When: December 14th-18th
Warnings: Yeti. White Walkers. Probable injuries, possible death, definite cold toes.


On the morning of December 14th, a light dusting of snow begins to fall from clouds clustered along the ceiling of the cave. It's lovely and seasonal - for a couple hours. Then it begins falling faster, and the temperature of the cave drops as well. The snow sticks, the footpaths and roads start freezing over, and everything gets a little bit more dangerous. By the evening of the 14th, it's hard to see farther than a foot or two thanks to the thickness of the falling snow. An icy wind that'll cut right through you stirs it up even more, and drifts of snow obscure landmarks, making it even more difficult to find your way around. Hopefully you headed home earlier, or you're going to have a hard time of it!

And if you did head home? Well, there's no heating. Maybe you've got magic that'll help, or something to burn, or a friend or two to cuddle with. Or you might brave the storm and venture out to the shops, where you can find the usual assortment of clothing and bedding - and some extra supplies, thick jackets and hats and gloves. If you get there fast enough, there might even be a few left.

But watch your back - roaming the streets under cover of the blowing snow are yeti and White Walkers, who will be more than happy to tear you apart and nibble on your bones or kill you and bring you back as a mindless wight. So have fun with that! If you avoid being killed by yeti claws or White Walker swords or hypothermia, the blizzard will cease on December 18th. Santa does not appear to have come this year. Sorry!


► This log covers December 14th-18th.
► 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!
bekommen: (gimme shelter.)

nick rivenna; open + closed.

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-14 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
foraging; open.

Nick's lived her entire life up until the past couple months in the Midwest region of the US; she knows exactly how harsh winter conditions can get. So when snow starts falling, she doesn't waste any time making her way to the shops to collect whatever supplies are to be found. She's come too far to let something as stupid as snow take her down.

Oh, look. Gloves.

yeti; closed for the great idiot kamina.

Of course, there are no monsters where Nick is from - no monsters except those who are like her. Certainly not yeti.

Erupting into a high-pitched scream when she comes across one during one of her treks back from gathering supplies is the only natural reaction.
dangerous_dog: (Default)

foraging

[personal profile] dangerous_dog 2015-12-15 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
There's a crunch and crackle from the doorway to the shop. Something- maybe a resident, maybe a yeti- has taken out the front window, and the glass crackles under Bob's workboots.

He lifts his hands when he sees her, a 'no trouble' gesture that he's gotten used to making right off the bat. No trouble, no trouble from Bob.
bekommen: (we are standing on the edge.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-16 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Nick starts at the noise, head snapping up from the pile of things she's sorting through, expression locked in an ugly glare for the intruder. She takes a half-step back on pure fight-or-flight instinct; then she sees his hands are held up, and she - doesn't quite relax, because who can, under these circumstances - resumes her previous stance.

"Yeah? What do you want?"
dangerous_dog: (disinterest)

[personal profile] dangerous_dog 2015-12-16 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Thought the place was empty."

He clarifies, giving it a look around- there's clothes here, enough winter clothes that he swallows, and badly wants to come in, but he won't push in at her, when she's looking that wary.

He sidesteps, out of the doorway, so she can bolt past him in a pinch.
bekommen: (for fear your grace should fall.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-16 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
She's not ready to leave, not until she's satisfied with her collected goods, and now that she can see he doesn't pose an immediate threat to her, she settles back into sorting through a pile of sweaters in sizes much too large for her.

"You just gonna hang around outside? I don't bite. Not unless you bite first." She holds up one sweater of a particularly garish design, at least three sizes bigger than would reasonably fit her, and turns a pointed look at him. "Not really my style. You could probably use it, though."
dangerous_dog: (daily neutral)

[personal profile] dangerous_dog 2015-12-16 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Bob, who has no fashion sense, is and is currently in yellow flannel overtop a white turtleneck underneath a parka, just nods and comes over to take it. He can, and will, regardless of that shade of green.

"It's only going to get colder, if the winters are anything like New York."
bekommen: (nothing lasts forever.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-17 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Nick tosses the sweater across the table, in his general direction. "Are winters in New York bad? I've never been." She's well-versed in Chicago winters, where dressing in layers is key to surviving. She finally finds a sweater that looks right (solid black, slightly less than tent-sized), and she shrugs out of her not-quite-warm enough coat, letting it drop to the floor at her feet as she tugs the sweater on over her head.
dangerous_dog: (sins and forgiveness)

[personal profile] dangerous_dog 2015-12-17 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're about like this. Kill you if you're out in them overnight, but not quick. Not like some places."

Which are instantly, universally fatal.

"Where are you from?"
bekommen: (gimme shelter.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-18 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Chicago." It's the only city that ever felt like home to her. She pulls down the edges of the sweater sleeves, checking to make sure they're long enough (they are). "We're usually smart enough there to not get caught out in a blizzard overnight."
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[personal profile] dangerous_dog 2015-12-18 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Earth."

He says, with a little relief, lowering his hands and looking up at her. It shouldn't make a difference, but it certainly does.

"It's not everyone."
bekommen: (mad bull lost its way.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-19 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Nick stops shuffling through the rest of the clothes on the table long enough to give him a wary eye. "You're sayin' there's aliens among us?" She hasn't met many of the other people held captive here, but those she has met at least seemed human.

Then again, Nick herself is proof that seeming human doesn't necessarily make it so.

Of course, it's equally likely this guy could just be a complete wacko, too.
dangerous_dog: (disinterest)

[personal profile] dangerous_dog 2015-12-19 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Aliens, and elves, and demons."

He agrees, with a little nod.

"Like the monsters, but more coherent, ready to talk to you. Elves aren't so bad, but- not everyone calls their planet Earth. Best get used to that."
bekommen: (gimme shelter.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-19 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Her entire body goes tense at that word. Monsters. It's a loaded word, and it conjures up memories of a vague something following behind her, and of the moment when that something became a thing that was no longer vague.

And of the moment when Nick herself Became, too.

"No shit, huh." She inhales a shaky breath and turns her attention back to sorting through what's in front of her on the table, circling around to her right to start picking through a fresh pile.
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themightykamina: (who the hell do you think I am?)

Saving you whether you like it or not

[personal profile] themightykamina 2015-12-25 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Kamina doesn't know who's screaming or why. All he knows is, there's a scream, that means someone's in trouble, and he can't ignore it. So out he goes into the cold, racing down the street and not at all dressed for the weather, sword in hand as he follows the sound.

A couple blocks away he whips around a corner to see a giant--is that a beastman? A giant monkey? Looks kinda like one. Well, whatever it is, it's terrorizing someone on the other side of it, and that's not gonna happen on his watch. Kamina pulls his sword free of th sheath with a ring and braces himself to face the beast. "HEY, UGLY! How about you pick on someone your own size?"
bekommen: (we are standing on the edge.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-26 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, Christ. This guy again. Nick couldn't have worse luck, really, and she'd be cursing it, too, either under her breath or louder, if she weren't too busy being too terrified of this thing attacking her to hold a rational thought in her head.

Angry words ring out around her, The fuck are you doing? - and it's only a few seconds after that Nick realizes they're her own. No time to dwell on that, though - there's a monster attacking, and Nick is stupidly outgunned in this fight. Graham never prepared her for something like this.

Graham. Of course. Nick still forgets, sometimes, the nature of what she is, what she only discovered a few months ago - that she isn't human. She forgets that she has power, that she has another form that is stronger than the one she knew for all of her twenty-five years of life.

It's a risk, of course, and Nick doesn't have a strategic mind for things like battle; she runs on instinct and emotion. She's stronger in her Morphus form, but slower and less agile. Still, she guesses her odds are going to be better at withstanding this attack than they are fleeing it; she isn't especially fast for a human in her Facade, and her chances of escaping unscathed don't look good, even with the distraction this big idiot happens to be providing.

So when the yeti turns its attention to Kamina instead of her, she takes her opening - closes her eyes and concentrates, and when she opens them again, she's taller, bigger, a porcelain doll with a cracked forehead, clad in black ribbons and layers of lace, dark curls cascading over her shoulders. She turns toward the creature and lets loose an inhuman howl, summoned up from the depths of her now-hollow body.
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[personal profile] themightykamina 2015-12-29 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)

Nick might be surprised to find that she and Kamina both run on the same principles in fights--or maybe she wouldn't. He's impulsive enough in everything else he does, too. What he isn't is prepared for that noise, the sound making him clap one hand to his ear, unwilling to drop his sword to cover the other. It looks like as much as it hurts him, it hurts the furry monster, too, and wincing, he looks up to judge his attack.

That's when he sees the....whatever it is. It's not a person. A doll? A giant, moving doll that he's positive wasn't there two minutes ago. What the hell?? Is that another enemy to fight? With a brief shake of his head to clear the ringing, Kamina shifts his grip on his sword and charges full-tilt at the first monster, dodging one blind, sweeping paw to deliver a slice across its leg. The fur clearly takes the brunt of the blow, but he feels the resistance of flesh as he rolls past, narrowly avoiding running into the creepy giant doll. Circling around, he yells up at the roaring furry monster.

"Hey, ugly! Yeah, that was me! Down here!"

bekommen: (gimme shelter.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2015-12-31 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
He may be an idiot, but he's at least got a sword, and that counts for something. Nick moves as fast as she can - a slow lumbering along, at best - and circles around so the yeti is between her and Kamina. She screams again, focusing the power of her voice on the monster, aiming to stun it long enough for Kamina to get in a more solid hit.
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[personal profile] themightykamina 2016-01-03 12:34 am (UTC)(link)

They're both a hell of a lot slower than he is, even if they're like three feet taller; that's something he can use, at least, and the fact that the giant girl-thing is focusing on the furball helps, too. This time, when she screams, he's prepared for the noise, and even though he winces it seems like the yeti gets the worst of it.

As it stops and sways, clapping hands to its ears, Kamina sees his chance. Squaring his feet in the unstable ice, he charges, stabbing his sword straight into the thing's knee. It sinks in almost a foot before Kamina yanks it free, spinning the thing around in the process, and a spray of red blood follows. Yelling in triumph, he squares himself as it turns to find him, now ignoring the source of the noise in favor of the sharp thing hurting it. He dodges one swipe of claws, but he isn't so lucky on the second; unable to dodge conpletely, he ends up with a scored line of red from one shoulder down to his elbow as he dives into a snowbank, trying to roll free.

bekommen: (and now the old ways don't seem true.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2016-01-03 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
OK, well. This isn't going quite as well as Nick would like, but it could be worse. Her power is still new to her, but she's been able to use it enough times to know it has a limited effect, and it doesn't seem like it's quite the help she thought it would be, though maybe that's just this idiot's fault for not having better aim. (Like she would be able to wield a sword either.)

She can't move as fast in her Morphus, and speed looks to be the more important factor here; from where Nick stands, the yeti looks ready to pounce Kamina and rip him apart if she doesn't do something, and fast. So she slips back into her human guise and picks up a can of beans from her spilled pack.

"Hey! Hey you ugly fucker, over here!" She chucks the can at the yeti with all her might, hoping her aim is good enough to at least distract the thing long enough for the other guy to make a move that doesn't involve dying.
themightykamina: (a real fight now)

[personal profile] themightykamina 2016-01-04 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
It could be worse. He could be dying again, bleeding out into this freaking ice instead of the rain. He doesn't even have Gurren this time, or this would all be a piece of cake. But even so, even he's having a little trouble getting back up after that blow. It isn't until he hears that voice--doesn't he know that voice?--that he shoves himself free.

Even if she was a total bitch, that didn't mean she deserved to die.

Rolling from the drift, Kamina pops up just in time to see the beast roar at the girl from a few weeks ago, turning towards her and taking a step. Seems like this is the only chance he's gonna have, and squaring his feet he takes a few bounding steps towards its exposed back, leaping into the air and plunging his sword downwards into it with all his might. This blow seems to have done something, because the thing screams before dropping to its knees, and then toppling forward onto its face, one hand still reaching forward. Kamina is on his knees on its back, leaning on his sword hilt and panting. Hopefully she doesn't wanna start yelling at him this time. He's kinda worn out.
bekommen: (i'm sorry there's nothing to save.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2016-01-05 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, he knows this voice; it's already chewed him out once, and it's about to do it again, though at least she's not yelling at him, exactly. "Christ, that took you long enough," she says, rolling her eyes. The thing underneath him looks dead, but she keeps a wary eye on it as she bends to pick up the supplies scattered on the ground. She's seen movies; monsters never die the first time.

"Did you learn how to use that thing at a school for the blind?"
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[personal profile] themightykamina 2016-01-05 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)

Aaaand there it is. Hopping off the back of the creature, leaving his sword where it is for the moment, Kamina picks up the now-dented can of beans from the snow and wiggles it at her, frowning. "Gimme a break, I've never had to deal with this crap on the ground before, it's a pain in the ass to move in. And what were you gonna do? Try and bean it to death?" He's never seen food in cans before this place. It's weird. Also, there's definitely not enough edible meat in this place, which reminds him of his other reason for running to help. The walking rug bled, and so somewhere under this fur, there's gotta be some meat. Hopping back on its back, Kamina pries his sword out with a squishing pop, wiping the blade on a clean bit of fur before sheathing it--although, where's the other one? The creepy doll that vanished?

"Hey, did you see a giant doll run off anywhere?"

bekommen: (gimme shelter.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2016-01-06 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Crap on the ground? She pauses picking up things to give him an incredulous stare. "What, the snow? You mean you've never seen snow before? Seriously?" That's just ... well, OK, she can actually buy that. I mean, look at how he's dressed, for fuck's sake.

Nick stops short of answering his question about what she planned to do to the yeti, because the second question comes, and every muscle in her body goes taut. "No ... I didn't see anything run off."

Which is technically true. She's still here.
themightykamina: (no thanks)

[personal profile] themightykamina 2016-01-07 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Gimme a break, it's all desert where I come from." He acts like it's totally normal. Here he was just getting used to rain, and suddenly they throw this frozen shit at him. What is he supposed to do with that? Aside from freeze his ass off, maybe. He's too preoccupied with said freezing to really pay attention to how she reacts to his question, and he's starving for something resembling a steak, so he shrugs, dusts his hands off, and goes back to shoving the thing over onto its back.

"Well, whatever. I guess I'll see it if it comes back. What are you doing out here, anyway? Besides screaming at giant furry monsters?"
bekommen: (we are standing on the edge.)

[personal profile] bekommen 2016-01-08 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
It.

That's what she is - a thing, not a person. A monster, not unlike the thing that just attacked them. The word pricks her under her skin, and she scowls, because it hurts, and because she doesn't want to be hurt by something so small - a single word.

He doesn't know, so it's not really fair for her to be angry with him about how he describes her in her other form, but - well. Life's not fair.

"What the fuck do you care?" she snaps. "I was doing fine without you."

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