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

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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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I am acting reasonably!

[She has contained the threat, kept him from grabbing the rifle. Obviously. Maketh feels her mouth twitch and forces herself not to smile.]

You are going to the doctor. Something is wrong with you.

[ Will touched his face with shaking hands. He was trembling and sore, he didn't need this. ]

I'm going to rest. Then I'll consider the idea.

[ He turned to look at her. ]

I'm not your responsibility, Maketh! I'm not one of your soldiers you failed... No one is going to commend you on the great work you're doing here.

[ His nose started to drip slowly with blood as he spoke, taking Will a moment to notice it. Dabbing the back of his hand there and sighing deeply. ]

Just go... Go help someone else.

[He's bleeding. Not for the first time, Maketh wonders if she hasn't killed him by accident. It happens sometimes. Hit a man too hard in just the wrong place and that's the end of it.

Accidents. Always. Her storm troopers had dealt with their fare share.

Maketh barks out a laugh, hand still gripped tight around her sword.]

This is not about helping you. You are behaving erratically and attempted to arm yourself. This is about preventing harm to the people around you.

[It's very simple. She'll do what needs to be done.]

[ Will sure felt like he was dying. Maketh had some strength behind her. The bleeding didn't bother him so much, not as much as his broken finger and the throbbing lump on the back of his head. If he were to crawl off and die, no one would know or care either way.

Her voice drills right through him. Ears sensitive and sore.]

I just woke up in an arena with dragons! Found my dog and got the living tar beaten out of me! Of course, I'm behaving erratically, C'mon Jack!

[ Uh-oh. That was a vocal slip there. He knows he's not talking to Jack, but their conversation sounds just like one he had recently back home.

Will falls silent, calling Winston over to him, who had been hiding under a table this whole time. ]

[Jack?

Oh, this is just wonderful. Maketh narrows her eyes.]

You are the only one to act this way. Everyone here arrived just as you did. If you cannot control yourself, then you will be dealt with.

[ Winston curled up around Will, looking over to Maketh with his head lowered. Will stroked him, his eyes closed and head tipped back. It was relaxing, stroking Winston, good for lowering his blood pressure, which would hopefully help with that nosebleed and headache. ]

And how exactly do you suggest we deal with me? Are you suggesting I be locked up? Or put down for good? You can't treat a person like this, I haven't raised a finger to anyone here!

[ Apart from her of course, but that was in self-defense? Oh God, he hopes he did that out of self defence otherwise.... Otherwise, she's right and Will can't accept that. ]

Killing you would be ineffective. [She might as well be blunt. He'd only return; breathing, angry, and twice as motivated to make life difficult. Hers in particular, no doubt. Maketh huffs out a breath. She's tired of this, the whole damn thing.] No. You're going to the doctor. If he determines you a threat, then yes, I will confine you. If he says this is an isolated incident, brought out by stress and stupidity, then I will abide by that.

[She curls her lip back.]

Either way you're banned from the armory.

It really is just black and white with you, isn't it? You can't fathom the idea that I might actually be a little bit of it all, can you?

[ He's got his FBI badge that Jack gave him, it's in his wallet. If Maketh's ideals and order from her home mean she's more or less the law here, then why can't Will's?

He pulls it from his pocket, flips it open and shows her. ]

You can't just lock up an FBI Special Agent just because I'm not following your protocol. Same goes for denying me a weapon... It's a federal offense.

[ He's bullshitting, but he's good at it, committed and convincing. ]

[Really? He's going to pull rank on her? Maketh doesn't flash him her teeth, though part of her - some foolish, uncultured piece - wants to.]

Your laws hardly matter here. And even if they did--

[Maketh gives him an unpleasant smile.]

--I would have the authority as a minister of Lothal. Seeing as I outrank you, Agent.

[ Part of him is disappointed that she didn't curl up a lip and show her teeth. Will didn't want a reaction like that from her if he was honest, but a small part of him did. The side she was able to draw out of him, a side he didn't much like. ]

Never heard of Lothal, we're from different jurisdiction. If your authority as a minister is still valid in this alien land... The by all means so is mine.

[ Oh he will argue this point with her, he knows he shouldn't and she won't give in, but he does all the same. It poked and pushed at him, the way she spoke down to him, Jack had done that to him recently too, perhaps that was why he argued with her? Jack would yell as loud as he could, which would intimidate Will into silence... Maketh however, she was snarky and had that holier than thou air about her, it was, by all means, more infuriationg]

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As I said, they don't matter. I was only demonstrating the flaw in your logic.

[Maketh lifts her chin, eyes hard.]

You are going to see the doctor. Are you going to walk, or am I going to drag you?

[ This again? Will sighs in annoyance, looks at the floor and pulls an irritated face. ]

How many times do I have to tell you, I don't need one.

[ He does and he suspects he does, he just doesn't trust doctors and he doesn't know any of the ones here! Will wouldn't put it past her to actually keep word to her threat and drag him to see one. Be it kicking and screaming or knocked out cold. ]

Tell you what. You go get some therapy for your anger issues and I'll go get checked out?

[Infuriating man. It wouldn't help matters if she punched him, wouldn't help at all, but by the stars it would feel satisfying. Maketh scowls at him.]

I do not have anger issues.

[And if she does, she is certainly not going to discuss them in front of him. Or anyone.]

What is therapy?

[The Empire does not believe in it, that's for certain.]

[ He's pushing his luck and he knows it. It's just something about her that brings out the worst in him. Or, perhaps it's the worst in her that brings this out in him? He could have been empathizing with her this whole time for all he knew. Would explain why he smirked at her annoyance with him from time to time. Not so far fetched really. ]

That just explained everything.

[ He laughed. Of corse, she was such a hardnose! She'd never had therapy let alone heard of it. It made sense to Will now. Wow, what a harsh world she must come from. No, No Will, don't start feeling sorry for her, not now. ]

[He's insulting her. He's laughing. Maketh takes a furious step forward, hand clenched tight on the handle of her sword. He doesn't get to insult her. Not after she's gotten this far, survived all of this bloody mess. Not after everything.] What? What, exactly, did it explain?

[There was a tightness in her voice that made her throat hurt, rage boiling just below the surface.]

[ Picking up on the tension surrounding him, Will backed down a little. ]

It explained why you can go from calm hand of the law to volcano about to blow it's top. Therapy could help you control that better... It's no surprise you act like this if you've never even heard of it.

[ Still probably wouldn't be any better than saying nothing at all, but at least he was telling her the truth. ]

[Maketh lifts her chin defiantly.]

I have control of myself and I will always perform my duty. Of that I assure you, Will Graham.

[ He shakes his head. She's a real piece of work. And she thinks he's trouble? A defeated sigh leaves his chest as Will shrugs a little. ]

Very well. if you say so.

[ A raise to his eyebrows. Still not convinced by her. ]

[Well. Now that's been established.

Maketh eyes Will up and down suspiciously.]

You're going to the clinic now. You can walk or I can drag you. Pick one.

I'll go by myself.

[ He really doesn't want her actually escorting him there, what would people think? He doesn't like people talking for him and he doesn't want people looking at him. Maketh has a total lack of disregard for his personal issues and that's concerning right now. If he can go even if he just sits in the waiting room, maybe, just maybe he could get rid of her, get her off his case. ]

I'll go now. Walking look, I'm walking there.

[ A little-irritated sounding but it was understandable. ]

[Maketh narrows her eyes at him.]

I have your word you will do this?

[It would be smarter to escort him there herself, but she doesn't have the time and this gesture - however small - will tell her something. Either he'll cooperate and go on his own, or he won't and that will prove him even more untrustworthy. Either way she'll have learned something.]

[ He sighs and closes his eyes, nodding his head. Being as sincere as he can. ]

You have my word.... Look, I'll call you when I've been, with the name of whatever doctor I see, okay?

[ Will would rather she didn't come with him, he's already feeling like a convict, wouldn't only make people more curious about him if he showed up with Queen Ice Cold of the City Guard. ]

[Frustrating man. But this is as far as it can be taken for now. Maketh nods just once, unhappily. This isn't how she intended things to go at all.] Agreed. Though I will check.

[She's thorough. That ought to be understood.]

I don't doubt for a second that you will.

[ It was the best option for now. He knew Maketh would check up and see if he'd actually been to the clinic, so he'd have to go, if just to save him the world of trouble he'd be in for if he lied to her. ]

I'll be going now then... Thank you, Maketh...

[Maketh narrows her eyes, but lets him go.] Stay alive. You won't like dying here.

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