hadriel_logs | Event Log: Senses Fail

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Senses Fail event
Where: All over the city
When: May 14th-May 20th
Warnings: None

You wake up on the 14th, and something is different. Maybe it's something small - you can't smell anything, or your hearing on one side seems to be on the fritz. Or it could be something large and impossible to miss - you've gone completely blind, or you seem to be missing a leg. You've lost something, and no matter what you do, you can't seem to fix it.

Will you ever get it back? Probably, but it's impossible to be sure. And even if you're thoroughly convinced that this is temporary, that still means you have to figure out how to live like this for the next week. Even small things can be huge difficulties. Your sense of taste doesn't seem that important, until you accidentally eat something that'll make you sick. And sure, maybe you can figure out how to live without one hand, but what about when you wake up three days from now and you've also lost your magic?

Do your best to keep yourself calm, but remember: it can always get worse.

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[Ianchus barely manages to stay standing--in fact, once Kain is up, he drops to his knees, his head bowed in exertion and mortification. It's not that he's some sort of superhuman, but he has been able to drag another man up a mountain and catch his breath soon afterwards. Now...

He manages to lift his head slightly, giving Kain a half smile.]

Ah. Good luck, then.

[Kain is little better off despite how he talks, but he's stubborn about this whole thing. He sways a little on his feet, grasping toward the other for a moment as he tries to stay upright. Ugh, this may not be so possible alone.]

What if we... try getting somewhere else together? Do you think that might be possible?

[Ianchus starts to laugh, realizes that the man is serious, and cuts it off. He takes a moment to gather himself and then stands, holding out an arm for him.]

We may as well try. I can't promise anything, though. Try not to lean too much of your weight on me, but. [And this time he really does laugh.] At the very least I'm comfortable to fall on.

[He's not trying to be cynical, the words just keep slipping out. But it really is worthwhile to give it a try. They both have nothing to lose but their pride, but Ianchus has never been concerned about pride, of all things.]

[Mostly, Kain hates to admit that he's not so sure he can make it anywhere on his own. If they're both miserably failing together out here, at least... he's not alone in that regard.]

I'll keep that in mind, and we can take it as slow as we must.

[He doesn't like being stuck in this scenario, but there's no choice except to deal with it, for now.]

But I'm going to try not to fall over, I promise.

[Ianchus laughs, then pulls himself up, putting an arm around Kain, offering for him to lean some of his weight on him. He's not sure how it will go, armour and all, but, ah. At least it's amusing.]

I appreciate the effort. Perhaps we'll manage to match one entire person with our abilities combined.

[He realizes he perhaps went a little too dark there, walks it back.]

May I ask the pleasure of your name? I am Ianchus Cepheos.

[It's better than nothing, Kain figures, especially since they're both rather off at the moment. He hates this moment of weakness that he's feeling, but at least he's not the only one. It's still annoying, though.]

Hmmph. Perhaps so. [But his comment is all too true, unfortunately. Kain attempts to keep as upright as he can, despite how difficult it is to use his legs.] I'm Kain Highwind.

[It's hard going. Kain can't use his legs, and Ianchus is weak, and the dizziness sets in quickly. He groans and squeezes his eyes shut as they shuffle.]

...I don't think we're going to make it anywhere but a bench, Kain Highwind. Would you settle for that?

[At this rate, they really won't make it very far at all. That's all too obvious. His legs are so... well, numb is the best way to put it... though it's something worse than that. He's worried, because while he's managing for now, the more time goes on... the more useless they're getting.]

[So he looks over and nods, aware that at this point they're both really struggling.]

That's fair. It seems... it's the most we can do, for now. [He makes a grumpy "hmmph" kind of sound.] How frustrating, to be this useless...

[Ianchus is too exhausted to really respond, but he does let out something like a very clear snort, his lip curling in a wry half-smirk. He's just as frustrated, of course, but sarcasm and an insufferable sense of humor is his weapon of choice in times like this]

There's one over there. [He jerks his chin at a bench a few feet away]
Are we taking bets on whether we'll make it, or keel over midway?

I'm willing to bet in our favor... it we're tough enough... surely we can make it...

[Though it's pretty tricky to even just stay upright, at the moment, so he may have been giving them both too much credit. Still, he keeps very, very slowly trudging along... The bench is so close! Yet it really does look incredibly far away at the same time.]

Event Log: Senses Fail

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