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hadriel_logs2016-07-10 10:50 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2016-07-10 10:50 am
Entry tags:
- *intro log,
- ai ebihara,
- amos kamiya,
- ashley,
- bianca,
- chara,
- chris,
- damianos of akielos,
- dean winchester,
- elmer c. albatross,
- franklin delano donut,
- gansey,
- goku son,
- gren,
- hannah washington,
- henry cheng,
- inquisitor trevelyan,
- jack benjamin,
- jo harvelle,
- krieg,
- maketh tua,
- miriam day,
- muscovy,
- noah czerny,
- sans,
- souji seta,
- steve rogers,
- tazendra,
- ushahin dreamspinner,
- vida veisi,
- vision,
- wanda maximoff
Intro Log: Death Comes
Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for July.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: July 10th-15th
Warnings: Deathclaws. That's all you really need to know.
What: The intro log for July.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: July 10th-15th
Warnings: Deathclaws. That's all you really need to know.
As usual, the new arrivals in Hadriel will be waking up on the dirt ground of the colosseum, and as usual, they won't be waking up alone. This month brings coat hangers of all shapes and, uh, sizes strewn about the colloseum floor around all of the new arrivals.
Get up, get out, meet and greet, find some new exciting interior decorating options, but don't forget about the more prominent threat: the (newly) local deathclaws roaming about in the inner halls of the arena. These deathclaws are vicious bipedal creatures with long arms ending in curved talons, horns ripe for goring and, of course, teeth as long as fingers. These animals have been engineered to be as deadly as they can possibly be, so you might want to buddy up before taking one on.
Have you escaped from the deathclaws? Made a few friends? Not died horribly? 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!► This log covers July 10th-15th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
deathclaws
Do those soldiers all smell like this, too?
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[Jack's not delicate. He's smelled blood and death and the piss of scared men running down their legs. But he makes a face in her direction, his hand lifted halfway to his mouth and nose like he might need to cover them against the smell.]
Did you kill it by yourself?
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[ Arya looks back at the corpse she's carrying. Oh, yeah. That. She ought to cook it soon, or salt it, before it goes rotten. ]
I did kill it. [ She says, almost proudly. It wasn't that hard. ] It's for eating. I don't want to eat the gods' meat, so I hunt my own.
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And what if it makes you sick? [It smells like it might. Hell, the smell alone could do it.]
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[ Arya has eaten worms, flies, and raw pigeon. She's tasted poisons in her training at the House of Black and White. This is no big deal. ]
Would you like to try some, when I prepare it?
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We've just met and you'd invite me to table?
[That's surprising, possibly clever if she plans on using him as a food taster. Either way it makes him smile.]
I actually would. Let's try it together. It might even be fun to see which of us can hold it in the longest.
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[ Arya smiles coyly. She knows what she's doing. ]
I bet I can eat more than you.
[ Ok, so she might be a half-starved little girl, but she can dream, right? Arya turns and starts heading out of the Collosseum. Jack is welcome to follow her, if he wishes. ]
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[His father had their enemy to dinner too, where his mother made sure that the forks in the hands of men who tried to kill him were polished and shiny. Some things are universal.
He trails behind her, snorting in amusement.]
You don't know how starved I am. I'll tear the meat and suck the marrow from the bones. Do you want me to carry it?
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[ Threats are how a person makes friends, right? ]
No. I can do it.
[ Arya's too proud for that. It's not a long walk to the house she's staying in. There's a makeshift fire pit out back. Arya sets down the meat and starts up the fire. ]
So. Who are you?
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I like that law. [Despite it being something of a threat, or maybe even because of it.] It's honest, no politics involved.
[He crouches down when they reach the pit.]
I'm Jack. I'm from a place that gave up steel a long time ago, and we're worse off for it.
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Jack accepts her terms and she nods approvingly. He's capable, this one. Knows which rules to follow and which to break.
Arya snaps a leg off and sticks it on a skewer, then begins roasting. ]
Do you have guns instead? I've seen their power, but they're too loud. Silence is just as important.
[ especially for someone Arya's size. ]
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[Jack leans in, lowering his voice like it's a secret.]
It's a potato.
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And when Jack leans in and tells her the secret is potatoes, of all things, she smacks him gently on the forehead. ]
That sounds stupid. I'd rather eat a potato, and wield a sword.