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Entry tags:
- !!days 110-119,
- *flavor,
- alexander the great (rider),
- chrono (pg),
- chrysos kineas,
- diarmuid ua duibhne (lancer),
- lenalee lee,
- rapunzel,
- tempest,
- toph beifong,
- {doug},
- {kane nastra (pg)},
- {kid flash/wally west (au)},
- {ravel hawksley},
- {robin/dick grayson (au)},
- {the handmaid},
- {yakumo ran},
- {yakumo yukari}
SCENERY
Who: Anyone
When: Day 117, let's say "All Day" through to "Evening"
Where: Misty mountains
What: mingle
[So since this morning the HQ has been buried in mist and fog. There's the sense that the HQ has been slowly rising and falling in elevation, much more slowly than it had been proceeding until now. The power consumed by flying also seems to have increased as the HQ is forced to compensate for wind and drag and maintaining equilibrium while traveling over extreme slopes and other various factors of trying to fly directly over a mountain range.
Chill winds whistle through the hallways now, funneling through the HQ, down the stairwells, finally escaping out of the unsealed parts of the hangar on Level 2 and the great, gaping doorway on Level 1 (careful when walking in those areas or you might get dragged out). The lizagons have either retreated to the more secure nests closer to the covered parts of the dome or have moved to the first Level and scratched out the doorways of the abandoned rooms to settle in. In the mist outside one can sometimes see shapes passing by the windows: the tree-covered faces of a mountainside, or occasionally faster shapes... Sounds call out in the gloom, but the HQ's hulking size and constant motion seems to be enough to deter anything that might try to investigate for the time being.
Toward sunset, as the HQ seems to peak in one of the longer ascents of the day, the mist slowly begins to thin, and one can make out the shadows of another uneven stretch of mountains spreading out before the HQ, the setting sun painting them blue and purple as it starts to dip below the horizon.]
((ooc: We're looking to set the HQ down sometime between Thursday (tomorrow) or Friday night. There are some limited options, but the goal is to get to a place where people can rest a while.))
When: Day 117, let's say "All Day" through to "Evening"
Where: Misty mountains
What: mingle
[So since this morning the HQ has been buried in mist and fog. There's the sense that the HQ has been slowly rising and falling in elevation, much more slowly than it had been proceeding until now. The power consumed by flying also seems to have increased as the HQ is forced to compensate for wind and drag and maintaining equilibrium while traveling over extreme slopes and other various factors of trying to fly directly over a mountain range.
Chill winds whistle through the hallways now, funneling through the HQ, down the stairwells, finally escaping out of the unsealed parts of the hangar on Level 2 and the great, gaping doorway on Level 1 (careful when walking in those areas or you might get dragged out). The lizagons have either retreated to the more secure nests closer to the covered parts of the dome or have moved to the first Level and scratched out the doorways of the abandoned rooms to settle in. In the mist outside one can sometimes see shapes passing by the windows: the tree-covered faces of a mountainside, or occasionally faster shapes... Sounds call out in the gloom, but the HQ's hulking size and constant motion seems to be enough to deter anything that might try to investigate for the time being.
Toward sunset, as the HQ seems to peak in one of the longer ascents of the day, the mist slowly begins to thin, and one can make out the shadows of another uneven stretch of mountains spreading out before the HQ, the setting sun painting them blue and purple as it starts to dip below the horizon.]
((ooc: We're looking to set the HQ down sometime between Thursday (tomorrow) or Friday night. There are some limited options, but the goal is to get to a place where people can rest a while.))
Re: IN THE CONTROL ROOM
Thanks... the people I've met have been really kind, so far.
Re: IN THE CONTROL ROOM
man how did I not notice the title change till now
Re: man how did I not notice the title change till now
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Ah, alright... it was nice talking to you too. See you around.
[ mmmmmoves to walk away like a walking away person? ]
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[And then she starts climbing up the side of the building.]
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..
wait what
let's double take that a sec ]
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Um-- w-wait! Miss Rapunzel?
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Ah... Yes Doug?
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[ ...she's... good... well, time to feel awkward and a little silly I guess, but composes himself ]
Are you going to be alright? If there's anything I could help with...
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[Glances up at all the way she has to go, and then down... Well it's not like she can see very much in this fog anyway.]
...It's nothing, this little climb, don't worry about me.
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You're sure about that?
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Of course.