Intro Log: Ugh, Talk to the Hand

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for February
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: February 10th-14th
Warnings: None

Welcome to Hadriel. Your first glimpse of your new home is maybe not the most welcome - you awaken on the floor of the colosseum, surrounded by sand and walls and... trees? Yes, trees. Along with you and the other newcomers, a number of Territorial Oaks have arrived in Hadriel. They look just like normal trees, except for those welcoming smiles - oh, and they don't like you at all. They move fast, hit hard, and if you manage to bring one down it'll go out in a large, dangerous explosion. This may have you rethinking your stance on clear-cutting.

While you're trying to avoid the trees, you might come across a few of the other things the Door has deposited in the colosseum for your (its?) entertainment. Namely, a bunch of toys that no one has played with in years. But maybe one of them will tickle your fancy?

Once you've finished indulging your 90's nostalgia, feel free to look around. 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 February 10th-14th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication and the newbie guide installed.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

[marmoron]

[Perhaps if he hadn't made a point of making eye contact when giving his (admittedly) lackluster response, she would have missed the way his expression sours immediately. It might have been four months ago for him, but of course he remembers the last things he said to Allura and the others. Remembers what they said to him. The words are always there occupying various spots in his mind. He may have since come to an understanding with Lance, but that's absolutely not the case with her.]

I don't want to leave,Princess.

[There's an air of forced calm behind those words, like he's talking through clenched molars. He was ready to apologize -- really, he was. He knows he should have kept his fucking mouth shut about Alfor, but the barb lands on a particularly sensitive spot and it's just about the worst possible way of extracting a non defensive response.]

But if you want me to go, I'll just leave the wolf here with you so you can find your way back.

[Because at the end of the day, he doesn't want Allura lost or getting into bad encounters with the native aliens of this planet the way he and Steak had. He knows just as well that Allura's instincts aren't to run, but to fight those things and that it's probably only going to get her hurt. But he's not going to breathe a word of this and instead inhale and exhale deeply as he straightens up.]