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phantasmalrift2018-05-31 11:39 pm
phantasmods) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-05-31 11:39 pm
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DUNGEON LOG: KEYSTONE REEF
Expedition day dawns, as usual, with an android mass text -
Okay, so, this time we're aiming to go out and stabilize the Fissure in the reef you can see up a little to the north of here. The waters are usually pretty calm this time of year, so if you can swim instead of needing to take a boat, that'd be a great help. We only have a few of them.
Also, I know that last time was a mess, so I'm just gonna say this: If you need to get out for any reason, just send us a message and a picture of your location. We'll get a drone out to you as soon as we can and bring you home. No questions asked.
( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/ Stay safe out there! When you're ready to go, meet us down at the beach. The rocky, sparkly one, not the sandy one.
Unlike previous expeditions, this time there's no rooftop sendoff - instead, as Charm noted, the tables are set up on Glitterstone beach, along with a series of boats pulled up on the sand. Two rowboats that could maybe sit six people but probably better suited for four, a trio of inflatable rafts (with motors attached to the back, all mismatched) of about the same size, a two-person dinghy and a long canoe that could hold two or three.
Besides the little fleet, there's also the usual bagged lunches (in gallon ziplocs this time, and other such watertight containers), and every boat is equipped with a large number of those chepa dollar-store water bottles, all with their airtight store seals. There's also a selection of life vests and other floatation thingies in a box next to the table. Strange hovers over the setup, checking watertightness of a handful of first aid kits with a spritzer and a bucket to submerge things in. They give a little wave to anyone passing by headed to the boats.
For those who opt instead to swim, everything seems perfectly normal until you reach the border of the Fissure... When, very suddenly, it isn't.
Okay, so, this time we're aiming to go out and stabilize the Fissure in the reef you can see up a little to the north of here. The waters are usually pretty calm this time of year, so if you can swim instead of needing to take a boat, that'd be a great help. We only have a few of them.
Also, I know that last time was a mess, so I'm just gonna say this: If you need to get out for any reason, just send us a message and a picture of your location. We'll get a drone out to you as soon as we can and bring you home. No questions asked.
( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/ Stay safe out there! When you're ready to go, meet us down at the beach. The rocky, sparkly one, not the sandy one.
Unlike previous expeditions, this time there's no rooftop sendoff - instead, as Charm noted, the tables are set up on Glitterstone beach, along with a series of boats pulled up on the sand. Two rowboats that could maybe sit six people but probably better suited for four, a trio of inflatable rafts (with motors attached to the back, all mismatched) of about the same size, a two-person dinghy and a long canoe that could hold two or three.
Besides the little fleet, there's also the usual bagged lunches (in gallon ziplocs this time, and other such watertight containers), and every boat is equipped with a large number of those chepa dollar-store water bottles, all with their airtight store seals. There's also a selection of life vests and other floatation thingies in a box next to the table. Strange hovers over the setup, checking watertightness of a handful of first aid kits with a spritzer and a bucket to submerge things in. They give a little wave to anyone passing by headed to the boats.
For those who opt instead to swim, everything seems perfectly normal until you reach the border of the Fissure... When, very suddenly, it isn't.
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Really, he's been putting this off for so long... it's no wonder it came out at the worst possible time. Hell, he... should stop putting things off, period. He did that with Makoto, and then Makoto vanished... and then, even when he came back, things started-...
... Hell, even... Ann--... ]
It was part of the Reaper's Game. [ holding a blink ] I'll give you more details on everything, once we're back... but... [ managing a small smile; it's an attempt at being reassuring ] We did defeat her - the one responsible. After that, those who died were given a choice of either returning to life or joining the big fight. And those of us who were never killed...
[ Something in his expression falters. There's something very big that he's avoiding saying, and it might be all kinds of obvious in how he can't look Morgana in the eyes? ]
Well, we have some decisions to make as well. The point is, everyone is out of there now. But that game is why-... [ hesitance; his expression is straining the tiniest bit ] I struggle to sleep. That's what I dream about, almost every night.
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[The Reaper's Game. Even the name alone sounds ominous and deadly. So whoever this madman was, she went by The Reaper, and this was all just some kind of sick, twisted game to her? At least they defeated her in the end, and people were brought back to life, but..... Even beyond the question of how they resurrected the dead, just how long had that been going on? How many lives had been destroyed and stolen? Had they managed to bring back everyone who was killed?
He guesses that'll be something to "look forward to" hearing about when they get back, huh? At least Akira trusts him enough to talk about it. Morgana bites back a sigh, instead licking Akira's hand; have a kitty kiss, Akira, he wishes he knew how to make you feel better after something so traumatizing.]
Sounds like you need to take up lucid dreaming, or something..... But until that happens, maybe you should start packing your lunches in brown bags instead of bentos.
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Honestly, he'd started to consider the concept back in that forest, but then the whole idea of dreaming... in general? Has never been a comforting thing. Still, he nods, a small and faintly wry smile appearing. ]
... Good point.
[ After a pause, he scratches Morgana behind one ear. ]
Thank you, Morgana... And sorry I've been taking so long to tell you about all of that.
[ Well. Not like he was ever the absolute most open book in the first place... ]