hadriel_logs | 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.

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!
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Hey - ( he calls out when he hears her, quietly in response, so as not to startle her more than she already seems to be. another newcomer, that much is abundantly clear, in the frantic manner of her gaze and the uncertainty of every step she takes. they all look like that at first, at least the ones with any amount of sense, and he can only think to help them acclimate as best they can, to the best of his ability.

he holds out a hand in her direction in hopes of catching her attention, just in case she hasn't already seen ~~his giant moose form~~ him in the distance. ) Did you just wake up?

( he realizes, before the words are fully out of his mouth that it's a moot question, but sometimes the easiest way to initiate conversation is to comment or question the obvious. break the ice, so to speak. keep things neutral. )

[ That is a big guy. Hannah immediately takes a few steps backward, heart pounding as he calls out. The flamethrower guy? But... he doesn't look the same, isn't dressed the same. He's built differently.

What's he doing here? ]

... Yeah. [ Comes the hesitant, wary response. Hannah keeps her distance, eyeing Sam like a hawk. ] I fell down here. But I'm fine.

[ Not hurt in any way she can see, sharp enough to be suspicious of friendly-seeming strangers on a private mountain. ]

What are you doing here?

( he doesn't blame her at all for being hesitant, for being wary. once he figures out just where she's come from - he's heard enough from chris in the past to piece together just what his group had been through before they'd woken up here - he really won't blame her, but as it stands?

waking up in unfamiliar territory is jarring enough. and she more than has the deer-in-the-headlights look about her. he doesn't want to make things worse. ) You didn't fall, I guarantee you. ( he realizes how ludicrous he must sound, but he's so sure of himself that there has to be some truth to it. maybe she'll think that here is. ) There's only one way into the city, and that's through the Door. You were brought here.

( he gives the smallest shrug in a roll of his shoulder, and absently rubs at the back of his neck. ) Sometimes I come down here when it's time for the new arrivals to come through. See if I can help. ( a beat. ) My name's Sam.

[ "I did fall," she wants to insist, wants to tell him the whole story, but... she doesn't know him. He could be responsible in some way, and even if he isn't, that doesn't mean she feels like sharing after... everything. ]

What city? [ And what "Door?" Hannah watches him closely, but confusion and concern overtake suspicion. She's anything if not naive. ] How do you know all that stuff?

[ He's got to live in whatever city he's talking about, or he thinks that he does, anyway. There's no way there could be any city under the mountain. ]

My name's Hannah. [ And he introducing himself makes her wonder where her own Sam is. ] Have you seen another girl around? My sister Beth fell down here with me.

( it's always going to be interesting to hear the stories of what the mew arrivals remember about what had been happening for them before they'd woken up here. coming to mid-fall would probably be one of the more precise things he's heard, if it were to ever come out, but that's neither here nor there.

and here come the questions, the ones they always ask first, and he hates to think that he's been here long enough to be able to answer them - but six months is a really long time, and he can't deny that he's learned a lot during his time here. ) It's called Hadriel. And it's technically underground, even if you can't really tell. Not at first. ( unless you start thinking about all of this artificial lighting and a handful of other little things that add up once you're paying closer attention.

his mouth pulls to the side in the ghost of a frown; he doesn't like admitting that he hasn't seen anyone that the new arrivals are looking for - and so far, there hasn't been much of a change in his luck. ) I've been here for six months ... you learn a lot when there's not much to do but sit on your hands and wait for something to happen. ( and when something does happen, it's never good.

there's a beat of a pause, and then - ) You're the first person I've seen so far, but that doesn't mean she isn't here - or that she won't show up later. I was here for a while before my brother came through.

[ "Hadriel." It doesn't sound like anything she's ever heard of and she frowns, turning the word over in her head. Nope, it's nothing familiar, not in Canada or the U.S. "And it's underground," which had been the only thing that had made sense when she woke up. After their fall from the cliff, she'd assumed they'd broken through the ground somehow, woken up... down in some caves. It wasn't a surprise that they'd be there, but to be here is another story. ]

Six months? [ Hannah questions finally, distinctly uncomfortable. ] Are you-- are we trapped down here?

[ No, no, no way. That just sounds like one of her father's crazy movies, and Hannah isn't even a fan of horror movies. ]

I heard something. [ She remembers, putting all her concern into that instead of into her suspicion of Sam, at least for the moment. ] Um, an animal. It sounded... like it was shrieking. I didn't see it, but I think it might be something dangerous.

[ The mountain has wolves and bears and stuff, so... why not one more, weirder thing, right? ]

( it hadn't been anything that he'd heard of before, either. and during his time here, he's definitely figured out that everyone that had been brought here had thought the same thing. they'd all been taken from their homes, their worlds, their realities and brought into a cave, where monsters come through the tunnels that lead into it at precise intervals, where gods are real and make a habit out of either asking for help or meddling.

sometimes both, in no particular order. ) For lack of a better word, yeah. I'm sorry. ( there's never any real nice way to break that kind of news, and an apology certainly won't be enough to soften the blow - especially when he personally hadn't had anything to do with bringing people through the door.

it's just ... kind of a knee-jerk reaction. saying i'm sorry is better than saying nothing at all, right?

he's never really thought of this place seeming like being stuck in a horror film, but if that little idea had ever come to light, he wouldn't be able to unthink it. it wouldn't be unmerited. )

Maybe it's not so bad that you're here, now, then. At least you're safe. ( for the moment.

optimism! )

[ "Am I?" Hannah wants to ask, because she doesn't feel safe. She'd been teased relentlessly by her friends, had been half-frozen and chased and fell from a cliff. Now, she's in a... bizarro world with this very tall stranger, no answers, and neither of her siblings. ]

Maybe. [ She says quietly, not believing it. She glances around Sam, as if hoping for someone else to appear, but they don't. At least, not yet. Hannah heaves a sigh, shivering faintly, despite the puffy, pink coat. ]

What... do I do now? [ The girl asks after a pause, glancing warily to Sam. It isn't as if there are clear directions or signs pointing toward true safety, if it even exists in these caves. ] Where do I go?

[ "How do I get back?" That answer isn't one she thinks she's ready to hear. ]

Intro Log: Death Comes

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i'm so sorry if the moose scares you, hannah. ;;

sam pls you are way too tall for life

oh ... well where's the lie, tbh ...

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