hadriel_logs | Intro Log: HOLY F*^K THAT'S A F*&KI%G DRAGON

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for October
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: October 10th-13th
Warnings: New faces, new greeting posts, and dragons. What's more to want?

If your first thought upon waking up on the cold, hard ground of Hadriel's very own Colosseum is 'maybe I partied too hard last night', one, Delight would love you and two, you're wrong. Or- maybe you did, but that's not why you're here. Instead, you wake up with the same clothes you were wearing when you were last home, but surrounded by very different people. So, make some friends! Might as well voice your confusion and concern and show the technologically unsavvy of you how to operate these fancy new phones, right? Just be sure not to trip over these odd bags of chips on your way to greet your fellow man.

Don't spend too much time out in the open, though. There are monsters about, and not quite the usual ones. This month, Hadriel is bringing in four dragons, each with their own unique abilities and raidboss-esque stamina. They'll be terrorizing the city until someone puts them down- maybe that someone is you! Maybe you should, uh, actually hide. They're hungry and territorial and mean and they're definitely out for a good meal. Check out our OOC post for more information, as well as who will be eventually killing the beasts!

But hey, once you escape from the dragons, feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies.

New, as of October's intro log is a Newcomer's guide that installs itself by default on every activated phone. Thanks, Mello!

Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers October 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.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

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Now that she has been deemed worthy by the dog, River made sure to scratch him behind the ears, keeping her other hand on Will's shoulder until he stood. Wrapping her fingers around his wrist she gives him a gentle tug.

"To be careful is understatement, in the grander scheme. Her condolences and her concern; where does it hurt, to breathe and be?" Another tug. "You don't have to answer, but we do have to walk."

Winston closed his eyes, allowing her to scratch away as much as she wanted, honestly, he'd let her do that all day, the dog was a greedy sort when it came to attention, probably why it followed Will whenever he wandered off in the night?

Will watched her hand slide and claim his wrist. Again, human contact. It was okay though, it actually was and that surprised Will. She had a calmness about her that felt like waking lightly from a soothing sleep, Will empathised with her words and the unique way in which she spoke them. She was a mystery and one Will was willing to follow.

Nodding his head, letting her guide him in her light tugging. "The hurting is embedded... Physically, emotionally... Indeed to breathe and be..." His brow knitting as he observed her. His tears had stopped but still stained his face, Will hadn't even thought about how he must have looked to the stranger.

She felt him watching her and so she shifted her eyes away, suddenly worried they'd enter a feedback loop of dangerous actions, gentle intentions and powerful imagery.

This man, Will, owner friend father figure item of obsession, was close to herself. He looked and he saw and he couldn't stop. She heard and she looked and she listened and she felt and she couldn't stop.

"An image refracted, repeated, shoved against itself until it shatters, fleeting, and we may both be the undoing, we may both be undone."

She gave a rueful smile and a shrug, keeping her hand at his wrist, patting Wintston's head with the other. If she was careful, she could navigate them away from the dragon without needing to run.

Running from a dragon was the worst idea. Made one look like something worth hunting.

"You feel like a dream, the song that no one sings... Now I don't know what to do.." A mild panic spread over his expression, his anxiety ever present. Will tried hard not to let it build up inside of him, swallowing it down, fighting back the nonsense that was pulling to the front of his mind.

Was she trying to tell him that they were alike? That they could both do damage here if they weren't careful? Or was Will just reading too much into her cryptic words?

"I've feel refracted most of my life... Like I'm spilling out in every which way..." He paused then, rubbing at the bridge of his nose and forehead. She was getting to him. His emotional state was already at its highest, he had to try and stay calm, so that they could find safety. Taking a breath, Will nodded. " Take me away from here..." His voice meek and fragile. His mood dangerously low and dropping, he was content to just sit down and let the dragons come claim him.

"Just listen! Don't worry. She is trustworthy, a good younger sister to lost souls. Even Winston trusts her, see?" She pets the dog again, not wanting the man to work himself into a furious frenzy of depression, of apathy, of not caring enough. "She'll explain, later, or when things are safe again. She'll explain how the song is strung together, every voice an instrument, every piece neatly arranged."

So. He cooperated and thus River led him, the long way, taking winding streets and occasionally making them stop in buildings, just to hear the muffled roars and sounds of fighting outside.

"This place is called Hadriel. There are Gods, and there are monsters, and there are people caught up in both. There is a Door, and it brought us here, but they don't know how to send us back. There are Gods, and something killed them once, but they won't tell its name."

Will was content to just follow her. Her strange way with words, talking in third person and seeming to know more than she should, even about Will himself seemed to calm him. Made him feel like he was dreaming, he could deal with dreams, he'd wake from them. So for the time being as she lead him through the City, slowly and stealthy, each building they stopped in the more exhausted Will became.

It was her comment about the God's that caught his attention the most. Will didn't really believe in God's himself but he knew people who did and knew enough about religion to think he had a good enough understanding on how they worked. A slight panic filled his mind upon finding out that something was powerful enough to have killed them. Here he was struggling with dragons, let alone whatever had taken the God's down.

Will paused, standing still and letting River walk onward until her arm was outstretched from where she held him at the wrist. "... I'm tired.." He uttered, sweat dripping down his forehead, his face pale and clammy, legs weak and wobbling, he wouldn't last long like this.

"She knows." Poor man, exhausted, weary, and thinking it all inside his mind. The mind is a powerful thing, she knows, but this is not the same. There is a Reason, as with all things.

Growing up with a doctor convinced her of this. Even if the Reasons cannot be found or do not seek the light of truth and knowing.

Some of that gets mumbled aloud, as she moves to put her arms around Will, using her height to get him as upright as possible. "Lean. Stronger than she looks. There's a bed, and a room, and tea."

She'll feed him tea and call Simon. Once they're home.

Will, despite himself, allows his body to lean into hers. He's exhausted. Doesn't know how much longer he can go on. With mind in ruins and body a mess, his best option is to go with the strange girl, she offers a bed and a safe place for the night... Tea? God, Will hasn't even considered nourishment or fluids, he feels nauseous and dizzy and the thought of something to fill his belly his like a catch 21.

"...Okay." Nodding lightly. His feet shuffle just enough to keep him moving on. Winston at his side, licking his limp and dangling hand as he attempts to help her guide him.

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