hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Eight Legs No Heart

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for June.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: June 10th-15th
Warnings: Spiders. Soooo many spiders. New people. Probably swearing.

For once, the new arrivals to Hadriel will not be waking up on the cold hard ground of the colosseum. Oh, sure, you'll still awaken in the arena - but this time the Door has been kind enough to ensure that you wake up comfortably arranged in a very nice chair. Or maybe not so comfortably. Some of those look pretty awkward - hopefully you didn't wake up with a crick in your neck! And hey, feel free to try to drag some of these super cool chairs to your new homes. They're probably not cursed or anything.

As you make your way out of the arena, be careful getting to close to the walls - well, except that's the only way out, so good luck! Chilling up on there waiting to get the drop on you are Skulltulas. These funky-looking spiders have squishy underbellies, but their upper exoskeletons are hard and very difficult to break through. They really just want to nibble you a few times, and maybe suck out all of your blood. No big deal, right? Have fun!

Have you conquered your arachnophobia and managed to escape? Great! Feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

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[It's hilarious that anyone would expect Wade to resist in the first place. Wade catches Newt easily (he's gotten his weight and muscle back while Newt hasn't, and his heart dips a little at being able to feel Newt's ribcage, both at feeling how thin he is and at the fact that doing so confirms that he's actually real) and crushes the man to him.]

You have no fucking idea how much I've missed you, you fucking nerdburglar.

[And despite the insults, there's nothing but sincerity and love in his tone of voice.]

[Newt doesn't mind being crushed at all, and tightens his arms around him]

I dunno how long it's been, dude, but I'm so glad to see you, you have no idea.

[same on the sincerity and love thing. He's so happy he's here, and that he remembers. He laughs, a little]

Okay, maybe you do, but like--you know what I mean.

[Wade might be accidentally lifting Newt off his feet a little-- the scientist is so tiny compared to him, especially now with so much weight lost.]

Feels like it's been an eternity. Not that I can keep track of all the times you just up and disappeared on us.

[The joke is meant to be lighthearted, but it falls a little flat. The memories of those who had disappeared and just never came back are still fresh in his mind, even after so much time has passed. He knows that they're on Newt's mind too-- probably. Travis was his best friend, after all.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Wade clears his throat and, with an embarrassed laugh, sets Newt down on solid ground again. He grips the other man by the shoulders, looking intently at his face.]

Anyway, c'mere. Lemme get a good look at'cha.

[the silence doesn't feel at all awkward for Newt, who just holds onto Wade tighter. Because yeah. He has disappeared. There's so many that have. But sooner rather than later he's being put back onto his feet, and he laughs a bit, resting his hands on Wade's arms as his shoulders are gripped]

Just same old me, dude. Though you definitely look like you've gained some weight. [grinning, because that's good. That's really good. It also speaks to the time gap, but...still. A good thing. Also, speaking of lost friends, he's definitely got one of Travis's beam katanas hooked on his belt loop.]

[And at that, Wade shoots him a glower, though the fact that the scowl doesn't quite reach his eyes should be pretty telling.]

Watch it, Poindexter. Startin' to sound like you're callin' me fat.

They fed me well at the place I was at before, what can I say? Kinda overindulged a little-- [and not just in food]--but you probably can't blame me, right? S'been a while.

[Wade still hasn't let him go, and if Newt's at all perceptive, he'll notice the expression on the mercenary's face briefly tighten in pain at the sight of Travis's beloved beam katana at Newt's hip.]

[Newt laughs, then] You say that like at this point in our lives, that the word 'fat' would be an insult! But I definitely can't blame you for overindulging. [he glances around the store] I mean, even this place--it's ridiculous!

[Newt...isn't that perceptive. But he's perceptive enough just to catch the flicker of change. He blinks] What is it?

Intro Log: Eight Legs No Heart

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