Event Log: Field Trip Part 2

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the March portion of the Field Trip event
Where: All over the world
When: March 1st-March 31st
Warnings: None

Maybe you explored a bit last month, retrieved an orb or just got lost. Or maybe you were too busy stalking that person you love - no judgment. Well, maybe a little judgment. Whatever went down, it's a new month, and a new chance to explore this strange world you've ended up on. So climb on a motorcycle, grab a friend (and a lot of supplies), and get going! If you leave now, maybe you'll avoid the next awful thing that happens in the city.

Not that there aren't a few awful things that can happen out there, too. You could run out of food. You might lose that compass of yours and never find your way home. You could ride straight into a ditch and blow out all your tires. Or hey, maybe you'll get in a screaming fight with your traveling companions and get left behind. Whoops!

But everything could go great, too. You won't know until you try, and Love still really needs those orbs full of Hope energy. (Hope juice?) You've got a whole month this time, but the day will pass pretty fast under that hot sun. Good luck.

► This log covers March 1st-March 31st.
► 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 run out of food and die unpleasantly in the desert, please let us know here.
► If you successfully return with an orb, please let us know here.

Comments

[dedikated]

We find a place, then? ( It's unnerving, but given the choice between another week in a tent or a few days in an actual apartment, Kate would much rather opt for a place that has a proper roof over its head.

She wonders if these places even have beds, or if they're just empty rooms with no signs of life. Everything else is so dead. )

Elves and Ladies Traveling Group

[utulien_aure]

A Rest Along the Way

Everyone needs a break from their motorcycles sooner or later, whether it's to sleep or eat or simply stretch their legs. That's when they stop and pitch a camp for a few hours, giving everyone some time to unwind. A tent has been brought along for anyone who needs to get away from the suns, and there's food and singing and storytelling besides.

The City

They arrive at their destination a day or so before what's looking to be a particularly nasty sandstorm hits the area. The temple is easy enough to find, located near the center of the ruins, but the gaping holes in the walls mean the shelter they provide will only be partial.

Time to patch up the walls, perhaps- or to see if there's another place nearby they can use.

Wildcard

Anyone other ideas? Feel free to offer them up.

The City

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery (who has opted to wear a blouse and pants this time) approaches him with a concerned look on her face. the storm is fast approaching and she's not sure what they should do. she sees a building in the distance with light glinting off of windows, so that may be more secure, but they may not be able to make it there in time]

What should we do? Is there a way to patch the walls or should we go for that building over there. [she points at the building she sees in the distance]

[completelycrazy]

Hey, don't sweat it. We'll be fine.

[Probably??? He scoots forward so Hayden can climb in behind him.]

Hop on and let's get rolling. You got the compass ready?

[divinusly]

[ She appreciates the help, which she acknowledges with a bit of a nod towards him. ] A name... oh, perhaps something grand and associated to what it's just accomplished. Desert-king? Desert-Tredder? [ She's joking of course, but still. It would make a nice memory to have named it appropriately. ] And as for what is wrong with it... I'm not quite certain. It started to smoke from the exhaust just as I got into the city, and now it's completely obsolete.

[utulien_aure]

[Fingon grits his teeth and eyeballs the storm, trying to judge how quickly it's moving.]

Not quickly enough. A few hours more, maybe...

[Unless Curufin and Celebrimbor can pull off a convenient miracle, it will have to be the other building.]

I can sing the worst of it off for a while, but enough will still land. Do you have a scarf? Something to cover you?

resting

[bythewaves]

It's good to move again. Maglor's looking more settled, even with Elrond gone and him clearly missing him.

(But Elrond goes home, to people who love him, to where he'll be safe, and happy, and that is good enough for Maglor)

"We used to travel like this when we were younger."

He murmurs, and the tunes he picks out on his harp are from a long, long time ago.

[roseofthetyrells]

[she gazes at it, worry writ plain on her face]

Then, if that other building isn't intact, we're in trouble.

[she's already gotten to her feet, shading her eyes with her hand as she tries to get a better look at the other building]

Wouldn't that be tiring? And I have the bow on my blouse, but that's all.

[closerift]

Mm. Let's find the temple and set up there, then break off into pairs.

[ Since they've decided to do that, despite the potential dangers.

It doesn't take too long before they pass by a temple, and a thought occurs to Cecily: this might go well after all. ]

This must be it. [ She announces quietly, frowning at the place despite the little wisps of emotion she feels. ]

City

[castintofire]

Maedhros didn't like the look of the walls when they did come across this latest temple. None of them were in great shape, but with the sandstorm on its way, he wanted better shelter.

"Finno? Would you like to come with me in search of better shelter?"

And time alone, even if they had a purpose to keep in mind.

Re: resting

[utulien_aure]

It's always good to keep busy, even when dealing with a loss. Fingon's been keeping an eye on Maglor, of course, but he's glad the blow is softened by Elrond's presumptive reunions at home.

"That we did, didn't we?" he grins over at Maglor and begins to hum along.

"It's been too long since we've had the chance to wander off on our own."

Except for Finrod, of course, but, well. That was Finrod for you.

[utulien_aure]

Fingon had been staring uneasily up at the walls as well, and was quick to nod in agreement.

"Of course I'll come. Which way first?"

[castintofire]

They were painfully lacking. Maedhros glanced toward the storm before nodding in the other direction and reaching for a hand.

"A little further away. I saw nothing better on the way in than this, but we did not fully check this city."

[utulien_aure]

Yes. And we need to know quickly. A ruined building is a poor defense, but at least it's something. We might be able to improvise.

[Though they have to decide soon. Being caught outside while they hesitate is the worst plan of all]

Eventually, yes, [He admits,] and I won't be able to keep it up forever. But it can give us an edge.

[After a look at the flimsy bow]

It won't be enough to cover your mouth. If worst comes to worst, we can cut off parts of the tent....

[utulien_aure]

Fingon took his hand, roughly entwining their fingers.

"And we do not have time for anything in depth- of course. Because that would be too much like good luck for us."

He shook his head. "What I wouldn't give for a palantir right about now..."

[bythewaves]

#Arafinweans, what can you do?

"Mmm - I do hope we get to keep the mopeds. Everyone seems happier, now that we can move!"

There's monsters too, of course, but there are five First Age elves here - the poor things don't really stand much of a chance. It's good practice for them, anyway.

"Although I suppose now I have students I won't be able to leave the city for too long. I don't want Seel to get complacent. I don't suppose I could harangue you into helping?"

Bonus: Rebuilding the Walls

[bythewaves]

The storms come and go, and that means proper shelter is needed sooner, rather than later. They could quarry stone and fell trees for the job, they've done it before, after all - but they don't know where the stone comes from, and there are precious few trees, and there's no time to make brick.

"We'll have to try and Sing them back." Maglor says. "I don't see how we've any choice - there's not enough time for anything else. If we focus only on the one building..."

[roseofthetyrells]

Improvise? What would you suggest?

[then it sounds like it's time to be decisive]

Time enough to find shelter elsewhere or perhaps patch the walls here?

[at least this time she's not wearing a gown?]

But don't we need the tent for shelter?

[paragonbrosca]

Hm.... [Aren glances around, internally counting.]

Barkspawn and I will be together anyway, but we can always back up someone else, too.

[The mabari barks, tail wagging as he obviously agrees.]

[castintofire]

Maedhros squeezed Fingon's fingers and led him away with a snort.

"Rarely. Some of Father's inventions would be useful here, if they worked. We will make do with what we have."

[utulien_aure]

"Don't tell him I said that, if he ever shows up?" Fingon asked, busy studying the landscape even as he joked.

"We can't go far. A hundred yards' circumference from here, at best. Fifty, more likely."

And that still might be optimistic, with the debris blocking their paths outwards.

Ah well, had to start somewhere- "Right first?"

[coheres]

[ Sharon sneers briefly at the temple, arms crossing across her chest. There's no way she's going in. ]

So, who's gonna play orb watcher? We can switch watches depending how long it takes to fill. [ She'd much rather keep out of the temple and explore the lifeless city but she's not about to leave the hard (read: boring) work to everyone else. ]

[fadeling]

Waiting, wondering watching for the whispers. It isn't real but it still hurts. Or it doesn't hurt. It feels like both. [At least they can start to feel like maybe this would work--that maybe there was a little bit of Hope left.]

Why are there more of them?

[puzzlingly]

「He'd do the same, really, and the compass still pointed that going through there would get them faster to the next city.

He dismounts the bike and take out his backpack from the compartment under the seat, he also he takes the small cage with the lava salamander that was on the back of his seat with him.」

I'm ready.

「This is the first time he has to cross a rocky deserted place, and this time he's way more prepared.」

We'll have to cross back to get the bikes but might be faster this way.

[closerift]

I'm happy to do it, so long as everyone else is careful. [ You know she'll beat y'all up if you let yourselves get hurt.

Cecily glances to Cole, still frowning. ]

I don't know. Maybe they're really more like a species than individual entities. [ beat ] Or, maybe they're all pieces of one Hope who's been broken apart, somehow.