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anemoi2012-02-14 03:42 pm
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The end...?
Who: Hiroshi, Supernova, Dave Strider. Also open to anybody, especially if they participated in either of the two action logs.
When: Shortly after the conclusion of both logs.
What: The Rod of Calem-Sur is assembled. Surely this is the end of the Ao Oni invasion...?
Where: The highest hill in Sirocco
Hiroshi waits, the shaft of the Rod of Calem-Sur in his hands. The only indication of his mental state is the whiteness of his knuckles as he grips onto the precious artifact. The other party should, barring mishap, be arriving at the meeting point soon, or so he can only hope.
He supposes he should be thinking more about the attack back at the temple. The man in the costume had seemed pretty desperate to get him to let go of the piece. But all he can think of at this point is how soon they will be able to flush the Onis out. Once the Rod is complete and the spell -- as much as he hates to admit it as a spell -- chanted, they can put this whole thing behind them, and he can ditch the magic and go back to science where he belongs.
The Rod needs to be completed. The Onis need to leave. That's all he cares about at this point.
When: Shortly after the conclusion of both logs.
What: The Rod of Calem-Sur is assembled. Surely this is the end of the Ao Oni invasion...?
Where: The highest hill in Sirocco
Hiroshi waits, the shaft of the Rod of Calem-Sur in his hands. The only indication of his mental state is the whiteness of his knuckles as he grips onto the precious artifact. The other party should, barring mishap, be arriving at the meeting point soon, or so he can only hope.
He supposes he should be thinking more about the attack back at the temple. The man in the costume had seemed pretty desperate to get him to let go of the piece. But all he can think of at this point is how soon they will be able to flush the Onis out. Once the Rod is complete and the spell -- as much as he hates to admit it as a spell -- chanted, they can put this whole thing behind them, and he can ditch the magic and go back to science where he belongs.
The Rod needs to be completed. The Onis need to leave. That's all he cares about at this point.
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After a moment's thought, he realized they had skipped over something important, "We're from the future, by the way. In case you hadn't figured that out."
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This time travel stuff is confusing, but John thinks he might be getting the hang of it.
"Umm, it seems like you guys know a whole lot about what we shouldn't do. Any ideas about what we should do?"
In which the thread isn't the only thing that breaks.
He breathes heavily. "Talking all casually like this! Acting like the one goddamn hope in Hell we have of getting rid of those things is bad! What's wrong with you all?! Don't you understand?! These things aren't supposed to exist!"
It's like a floodgate has broken as he speaks. "They're supposed to be fake! Stupid scare tactics you use to freak out other teenagers, or maybe cop a feel with a girlfriend or something! They're not supposed to be real! We weren't supposed to actually SEE them! They're not supposed to run around killing people!"
He gestures wildly at the town. "But look! Now they're running all over, and making a mess of things, and turning them INTO them! How could this method be wrong?! This has to be it! It HAS to! It's only because they exist that everybody had to DIE! Everybody! Mika, Takeshi, Takuro, everybody! They all died because of them, and then they BECAME them! Those... THINGS need to STOP BEING HERE! I just want..."
He begins to slump. "I just... I just want them out of my fucking LIFE..."
He uses the shaft of the Rod as a prop, his energy spent, his body convulsing as he begins to emit huge, heaving sobs. It was a lie. It had to be...
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Palom considers briefly whether or not he should be putting Hiroshi to sleep before deciding he'd probably be annoyed about it later. The guy obviously came from a super lame world without magic and monsters and adventures, but he'd always thought Hiroshi had been pretty OK with being the hero of this particular story.
"...No one's gonna die anymore. Either this is the right way or it's not, and if it's not, we'll find the right way. Everyone wants these things gone. That's why we've all been working together.
It's gonna be OK, Hiroshi. Even if this doesn't work, there's gonna be something that does."
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"Palom is right, we can and we will make them go away... just please let us help." He shifts so he can look at the young man in the eyes. "After all, who said this is the only way? Long as you don't give up, we will find the right way, all right?"
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"Like they said, we'll get them out one way or another! Whatever happened last time, this time you've got all of us, all right?"
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He whispered "I don't think he's gonna put it down by now. What should we do now? I MIGHT be able to get a time travel clone to yank it out of his hands before anyone can stop me, but it'd be a risk."
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"I think they've got it under control. Even if they don't, it's an incantation. I can get rid of him before he finishes it."
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"Ummm, so do you guys know a way to get rid of the blue things? And how far in the future are you from, anyway?"