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Intro Log: Please Remove Metal From Luggage

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for August
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: August 10th-13th
Warnings: New folks, metal falling apart, fun stuff

As you wake up on the sand of the colosseum, gazing up at cloudy gray skies, you might wonder what you're doing here. Where are you? How did you get here? You'll figure it all out soon enough, so try to clamp down on that rising panic, or you just might end up in a dangerous situation.

Because, of course, you're not the only thing that arrived. The Door has also chosen to pull in some rust monsters. These monsters may look a bit like insects, but they're much larger, with a rather vicious bite. You can fight them, but be careful - anything metal that touches them instantly begins to corrode. Your sword, a bullet from your gun, even your robot friend. Might want to keep a little distance.

And that's not all. Scattered across the ground of the colosseum can be found a variety of unique and delightful musical instruments. If you're the musical sort, maybe you can figure out how to play one - or maybe you already know. Hopefully no rust monster has wandered too close to the one you want to try, or you might find that it's missing important metal bits.

Once you've found a way to express the song in your heart, feel free to leave whatever bit of safety you've found. You can explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers August 10th-13th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication and the newbie guide installed.
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the clinic, west island | 10th - 11th

( It isn't unusual to see Kate flitting about the city on any given day, but when the Door opens, she becomes even more frantic, a blur of pink and yellow with a quarterstaff strapped to her back and a heavy pouch strapped to her thigh. While most of her time is spent at the Colosseum - helping newbies or staring at the ground fixatedly in a way that may seem just a little bit strange if you don't know about recent revelations - she does make her way back to the clinic every so often to check on the state of it. Perhaps with a patient, if necessary.

She does this less than she used to, but enough that you can probably catch her coming or going, sunglasses perched in her hair despite the overcast weather of Hadriel's current location.

(She likes to pretend it makes the Door's power less vibrant, but it doesn't do much, if anything.) )

You need something?

guard hq, north island | 12th - 13th

( During reconstruction of the Guard HQ and clinic in the wake of the Null's invasion all those months ago, the forethought was had to create a room in the headquarters which would serve as a space for the clinic to use if necessary.

With the two buildings being separated, that room has come in more use than Kate imagined, and she spends part of her week there, restocking supplies as needed and bouncing from the room to the training area. Staying still was never her strength, so her downtime is used to train, to rearrange things. Even just to talk to any of the guard members she sees around the building.

If your journey to the island hasn't been so smooth, it's a good idea to come this way. She'll see what she can do for you. )

Keith isn’t visibly injured aside from what’s obviously a fairy recent scar on his face and some light bruising, as well as being fully armored, so it’s a valid question. He shakes his head at it, looking around at the room slowly.

“No. I just arrived, I thought it’d be good to find the clinic for if I need in the future,” he explains, before turning to look at Kate herself. “What kind of … I don’t know. Tech? Experience? Do people have here for medicine?”

He’s seen everything from pods where people heal at an accelerated rate thanks to advanced alien technology to the same aliens using what amounts to literal magic to shove someone’s soul back in their body, okay.

That's fair, a lot of people like to do the same. Kate generally looks favourably on these people for their sensible decision making and judgement that they likely will need to come here eventually. Her expression shifts a touch - not quite a smile, but more relaxed than not, heading further into the clinic and waiting for him to follow.

"Staff're from all sorts of worlds. Skills range from basic first aid to power-based healing and psychology," she explains, leaning against the wall by the staircase as she does. "City doesn't have much technology. Limits what we have on offer, unfortunately."

Keith nods as he listens, following along after Kate to see more of the clinic and what it has to offer. It seemed like tech was hit or miss from what little he had seen of the city so far.

He knew basic first aid himself, he had to take care of himself before the while defender of the universe thing, but it was good to know where to go for things beyond what he could handle.

"The guide said something about scavenging for supplies?"

A nod to his question. Good to know he's on the side of people who have read the guide, rather than the ones who don't.

"Aye," she confirms, looking over at a cupboard down the hall they just walked. "Usually from shops here." Of which there are plenty, but she has yet to notice any real rhyme or reason to the stuff that's in them, beyond 'at least you're fed and clothed'. "Free to make deals with the gods for anything you want."

It's a complicated issue, but Kate sees no reason to not use the gods' abilities as a resource if they can.

[ On one of these days, someone comes through the door like he has a purpose.

Which he does. It's not his first stop, that was finding gloves somewhere (they don't quite match what he's wearing, but it's better than nothing), but second place is good too. ]

I...yes? No, I'm fine, but-- I used to help here and I'm not quite sure how long ago it was.

[ It feels like months, at the very least. ]

( Kate frowns slightly. He does look familiar, but not quite the same. Maybe it's the hair. )

What's the last thing you remember?

That was...oh, right-- the dreams. I saw a bit of your life, as well.

[ A slight pause. ]

I'm sorry for intruding, by the way.

( Oh. That's it. Of course. Kate nods as that particular memory comes back to her. The Door opened not long after, and then there's been another load of crap in between. So-- )

Must've been over a month.

( Or thereabouts, if the span between each open of the Door is indeed a month. She's reasonably sure it is, but maybe she should check with Henry and his handwritten calendar one day. )

Don't worry. Not busy yet.

Hm.

[ Is all he says, at first. ]

I didn't expect to be gone at all, but-- if nothing much happened, that's good news.

No one ever does. ( She certainly didn't, but it happens anyway and remains the most unfair part of the city, in many ways. The gods' games may be irritating, but they're temporary and anticipated even when they're successful in hurting them. The Door has never shown that predictability.

It hurts when you're the one left behind and it frustrates when-- )

Your memories disappear?

( When he went home. That seems to be a common thread between everyone she knows of who has disappeared. Somehow the trip through the Door suppresses all of it.

That's just as unfair. )

Not really.

[He's not checking this place out for his own needs. Sunai are practically invincible in their human forms, so injury isn't really a thing for him. However, he does live with two squishy humans, and while Margo is kickass enough to (usually) take care of herself, Seth is dumb enough to probably need to services of this place sooner rather than later. So he's there out of curiosity.]

( A tilt of her head: she remembers this guy.

Well, he isn't the first to come scoping the clinic out and he won't be the last, so Kate shrugs and moves over. )

Here to volunteer, then?

( Or what? )

Well, I suppose I could.

[Yep, Leo had to prodded to be a productive citizen at any given time. His apathy about anything beyond his own self-centered needs was astounding.]

Mostly checking the place out in case my dumb brother gets hurt. [He pauses.] Actually, make that when. When he gets hurt. [He loves Seth, but his adoptive brother is also short on common sense.]

( It's a far cry from her own work ethics, which means Kate all but needs to be busy in some way. She never could just sit still, never could be happy without some way of distracting herself from everything that likes to hide in darkness and silence.

She exhales a noise that's almost like a snort of laughter. ) One of them types?

( They're a familiar sight, not just here but back home.

(Says the chick who jumped in front of a dragon...) )

[Looks like she knows exactly the type that he's talking about.]

Definitely. And he doesn't have the advantage of being invulnerable like I am if he does something stupid. He's just squishy flesh and breakable bones.

[Lovely description of someone that Leo actually cares about. You should see how he describes people that he doesn't like.]

( She comes from a world where people grow up with superpowers. She fucking knows, dude. )

Invulnerable?

( That, however? Not a power her world normally has. Even the hardest to kill can be hurt, they simply heal better. Or are simply too hard to catch in the first place. )

Completely. Nothing can harm me.

[There is one contradiction to this statement and that's the small scar running through his left eyebrow. But while Leo can only tell the truth, he can also do it from a certain point of view. Nothing can harm him in this form. The same doesn't apply to his true form.]

( She does see it, and the raise of her brow provides the scepticism at that statement. Maybe not, dude. )

Make you useful in a crisis.

( She would imagine, if it didn't seem like a lie. )

Very much so. I'm just waiting for one to happen here.

[It seemed like the type of place that remained quiet until a bomb got dropped.]

( Oh, that would be incredibly accurate. If anything, the relative smooth sailing of things since the invasion was defeated has left Kate antsy and tense, as though waiting for the other shoe to drop. )

Getting bored?

( She can't blame anyone if they were. When the chaos is over, all that's left is a derelict city with too few people and not enough to do. )

Just a tad. I was always kept busy before I ended up here.

[Perhaps a bit too much so. Leo's idea of a good night's sleep was not getting woken up after three or four hours.]

( Now if that isn't something she relates to hard, though the days of being sleep deprived are long behind her, thankfully. )

Either boring or crazy. Nothing in between.

( Basically, Hadriel is like the world's shittest holiday. Nothing to do and then everything goes wrong and you're just pissed off. )

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