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so frolic, so gay, and so green
Who: kylo ren and others.
When: may.
Where: haven, the city and beyond.
What: may catch-all and quest.
Warnings: one prompt will involve an encounter with an infected creature so expect some violence, possible injury. i will update warnings as necessary.
( it’s difficult, at first, to wrap his mind around it. books – actual printed books on actual paper – are a rarity in his time, what surviving examples of printed media remain are typically kept locked away, safe from prying eyes and sticky fingers, not left out like this for anyone to handle.
except that it’s really not everyone doing the handling.
the volunteers are given a rundown of what is expected of them: gather the returned books, inspect them for damage – recording any fines accrued – and then re-shelve them in the correct areas. avoid engaging with the students more than necessary.
simple enough, really.
what time he doesn't spend replacing books is often spent perusing, his attention drawn particularly to histories of the land and magical theory. )
( haven. he recognizes the place from earlier restoration efforts – efforts he’d assisted with, and been compensated generously for – but is surprised to find that this is the coven’s idea of suitable alternative accommodation.
the buildings start out tall, almost too grand, and far too large for a single person to occupy on their own. eventually, they begin to taper off into smaller, more modest housing. apartments and cottages – two to a place. more manageable than the alternatives, even if it means having to consider the idea of a roommate.
stalls line the streets. perhaps he will step closer to peruse what they have to offer, taking a particular interest in the trinkets of even the slightest magical nature. he might even go so far as to make an inquiry – how much? where did you come by it? a few hundred cunes tucked away in one of the pouches on his belt.
eventually, he’ll move on, heading toward the barracks, though it’s really the bright wall he's hoping to get a closer look at. )
I wonder what it’s made of.
( word of the wilders – the witches that venture beyond the wall, to scout the areas most affected by the cwyld – finds its way to him, and he is quick to volunteer himself to their cause. it’s an excuse to see something of the land beyond the wall. to see if the stories those hushed whispers and ghost stories hold any merit.
their guide certainly seems to think so.
preparation for their venture is a day long affair. In addition to food and water, they are given protective gear – “catch it early enough, and maybe they can save you, but best not to push it” – and a run down on several of the more basic abjuration spells.
they are then lead out of the city, through the bright wall and into the outer city. they are then lead down, past even that, into a nearby wooded area that reminds him a little too much of that earlier dream, even without the tar-colored corpses and eerie quiet. )
Look, ( a soft murmur, pointing toward some of the nearby trees. rather than a lush, healthy green they are yellowing at the edges. )
( anything else goes here? kylo's also signed up for the gardening with class mission, in the hope of learning something about aefenglom's local flora, so feel free to join him as he tries to make heads or tails of the language of flowers and flower arranging. otherwise, i'm open to anything, and you can reach me either via pm or at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
resurrectionist. )
When: may.
Where: haven, the city and beyond.
What: may catch-all and quest.
Warnings: one prompt will involve an encounter with an infected creature so expect some violence, possible injury. i will update warnings as necessary.
» » » UNDERMAEL COLLEGE.
( it’s difficult, at first, to wrap his mind around it. books – actual printed books on actual paper – are a rarity in his time, what surviving examples of printed media remain are typically kept locked away, safe from prying eyes and sticky fingers, not left out like this for anyone to handle.
except that it’s really not everyone doing the handling.
the volunteers are given a rundown of what is expected of them: gather the returned books, inspect them for damage – recording any fines accrued – and then re-shelve them in the correct areas. avoid engaging with the students more than necessary.
simple enough, really.
what time he doesn't spend replacing books is often spent perusing, his attention drawn particularly to histories of the land and magical theory. )
» » » MOVING DAY.
( haven. he recognizes the place from earlier restoration efforts – efforts he’d assisted with, and been compensated generously for – but is surprised to find that this is the coven’s idea of suitable alternative accommodation.
the buildings start out tall, almost too grand, and far too large for a single person to occupy on their own. eventually, they begin to taper off into smaller, more modest housing. apartments and cottages – two to a place. more manageable than the alternatives, even if it means having to consider the idea of a roommate.
stalls line the streets. perhaps he will step closer to peruse what they have to offer, taking a particular interest in the trinkets of even the slightest magical nature. he might even go so far as to make an inquiry – how much? where did you come by it? a few hundred cunes tucked away in one of the pouches on his belt.
eventually, he’ll move on, heading toward the barracks, though it’s really the bright wall he's hoping to get a closer look at. )
I wonder what it’s made of.
» » » WILDERS RECRUITMENT (Locked to rey)
( word of the wilders – the witches that venture beyond the wall, to scout the areas most affected by the cwyld – finds its way to him, and he is quick to volunteer himself to their cause. it’s an excuse to see something of the land beyond the wall. to see if the stories those hushed whispers and ghost stories hold any merit.
their guide certainly seems to think so.
preparation for their venture is a day long affair. In addition to food and water, they are given protective gear – “catch it early enough, and maybe they can save you, but best not to push it” – and a run down on several of the more basic abjuration spells.
they are then lead out of the city, through the bright wall and into the outer city. they are then lead down, past even that, into a nearby wooded area that reminds him a little too much of that earlier dream, even without the tar-colored corpses and eerie quiet. )
Look, ( a soft murmur, pointing toward some of the nearby trees. rather than a lush, healthy green they are yellowing at the edges. )
» » » WILDCARD.
( anything else goes here? kylo's also signed up for the gardening with class mission, in the hope of learning something about aefenglom's local flora, so feel free to join him as he tries to make heads or tails of the language of flowers and flower arranging. otherwise, i'm open to anything, and you can reach me either via pm or at
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[ And if they have at least the chance of giving or receiving assistance with an imperfect tool, they have to try, right? ]
I definitely didn't say Tactical Flower Meanings on the roster, but maybe they just haven't brought it up yet. [ She doesn't sound too convinced, though. ] Still- learning about what's edible and what's toxic is pretty useful, too.
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( he'd considered approaching apothecaries and alchemists to expand his knowledge, but given that he has only a passing familiarity with the flora of this world it seemed prudent to at least establish some kind of foundation first. so far, all these classes have done is made him appreciate the fact that he never grew up in a traditional royal household. )
Though anything beyond the wall has likely been tainted.
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It's a new world, full of things we don't understand. A foundation on the usual of this place needs to be built, and then...
[ Lex glances, just once, toward the distant wall separating them from the Wilde. ]
Then we make sure the unusual doesn't kill us.
[ A pause, and then, with a gesture at one of the flowers, ] Though the number of flowers that mean some different form of 'love' if you look at them from a certain angle might kill me first.
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There are mages that do so regularly, apparently. They have been looking for recruits among the new arrivals.
( he has his suspicions as to why. the natives of this world are less likely to risk their necks, knowing what might lie in store for them, than the newcomers, who are largely ignorant of the dangers ㅡ or, like him, desperate to see beyond the confines of the city and possibly find answers that were not filtered down through the coven. )
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I have some medical training and enough combat training, and since those were two of the skills they were looking for, I tagged along. Dogmeat came with, entertained some kids.
[ Getting out of the city, even into a potentially dangerous situation, was far more appealing than staying inside of it. Even if they're potentially just more bodies between the native people and the Cwylde, it was still something to take advantage of. ]
This infestation of theirs is curable, if they catch it quickly. Whether they can do it in plants, I don't know, but in people it is.
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mind you, the supervising witch had been quick to warn against borrowing more trouble than was needed. the cwyld might be curable but only if you acted quickly. something that wouldn't be possible if they were in the heart of the forest. )
I've heard similarly. ( had yet to see anyone cured for himself, of course, so he was somewhat dubious of just accepting what was said as fact. he knew better than to admit as much openly, however. one bought more good will with honey than vinegar, as the old adage went. )
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[ It doesn't keep out air. Besides, there are farms outside - farms that, if they fall, will mean a distinct lack of food. ]
We're on borrowed time, whether everyone knows it or not. People are going to have to take risks.
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which leaves him wondering if perhaps there isn't more to the wall than meets the eye? force-field technology seems a little beyond what is readily available, but that assumes that the barrier has to be technological at all. a shield spell didn't need to be limited to a single person, after all. )
Bringing the infected into the city places us all at risk.
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[ Quarantine zones, staging areas... they could all be set up. Treatment locations just outside the wall, though she knows it could ruffle some feathers, seemed appropriate; while there would almost certainly be complaints, at least no one would literally explode in the city itself. The Coven and Parliament could surely work together to make sure there were resources outside the city itself - maybe even another barrier. ]
Parliament closed down all of the theaters because a Witch freaked out on stage and started a fire, but they treat the Cwyld within the city. I don't get it.
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( somehow this had escaped his notice, too caught up with rey and the looking glass house to really look into the local talk. a mistake. one he would need to correct as soon as possible. )
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[ So at least the local talk isn't too recent. ]
Parliament closed down all the theatres, plus there was however the Coven punished him; sounds like no one's heard from the guy since. Not around the Entertainment District, anyway.
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there will only ever be one darth vader. )
Did they say what set him off? ( whomever had shared this information.
it's difficult to imagine a witch turning suddenly violent without some kind of provocation. and then there's the fact that they had felt the need to shut down all of the theaters, not merely the one where this had happened. the obvious answer is that it was something to do with the theaters themselves, but that too is only half an answer. )
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No. Just that he has some sort of meltdown on stage. Could be a lot of things - stress, high emotion from the play, his girlfriend making out with someone else in the audience...
[ As far as she knows, the only person who would know for sure is the missing Wizard Jenkins. Well, 'missing' - she hasn't checked if it's official. ]
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( that seems to be their primary means of checking themselves, at least. the one that they cite most often whenever the subject is raised — and sometimes when it isn't.
and he understands it, oddly enough. if not a part of the culture it's likely some tradition, spanning back decades if not centuries. something they cling to. however, and perhaps this is his personal biases showing, it doesn't sound all that efficient. they should be learning to harness their own power, to not over-extend. )
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[ The idea had all been so new. With as hard as Bonds were preached, it seems like the lack of one resulting in a disaster would have been spoken about more. It makes her think maybe he had one, and maybe that wasn't the problem. Not this time. ]
They just said it was a meltdown.