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desertbloomed ([personal profile] desertbloomed) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofeternity2018-11-07 08:04 pm

Player Plot: It's Die Hard on a Ship

Who: Closed to those who (before this posting) signed up for the plot. Feel free to comment to the Job Interview thread even if you haven't!
When: On or around early-mid November.
Where: In the sky! On the Pravoka Interviews take place at Ashelia's apartment in Lavode.
What: It's Die Hard on a ship.
Warnings/Notes: Violence, cussing. Okay, all done! Tag in, y'all! Please reemeber to tag yourselves :) Yippie ki-yay, mofos!

Loading up the ship seems to be going smoothly enough, despite the harried look on Lady-Captain Ashelia’s face. She walks to and fro, Kupozencrantz struggling to stay by her side, as she refers once, twice, three, four, more times to her iMog slate. She makes a call - and after a short discussion, appears to acquiesce. Loading and boarding seems to proceed apace. The crew is signed in, inventory is checked and double checked, and the maiden voyage of the Pravoka under Lady-Captain Ashelia B’nargin Dalmasca is on her way.

The atmosphere on the ship is calm and easygoing; there’s a lot of cargo to guard, but a lot of people to guard it. The meals are generous, just on this side of lavish, the mattresses in the (albeit cramped) bunks are surprisingly soft and fluffy (is that memory foam? Does memory foam exist on Vaikuntha?) and the air circulation would put some spas to shame. It’s a more or less pleasant time. Until it isn’t.



Shortly before midnight, with the crew scattered about the ship, the lights are cut. Radar and monitoring equipment just shuts down. The ship shakes and groans and, depending on where you are, footsteps can be heard. Hushed voices. Then, you smell something. Or do you? Before you can react, everything goes black. Blacker. More black.

When you come to, you have no idea where you are for a good couple minutes. The room spins around you. You try to move, but find you can’t move your arms. They’re tied behind you, or to the arms of another one of your companions, or above you...are you in the brig? No, you realize as you feel yourself sinking into the plush mattress beneath you. Not the brig at all. Regardless, your next course of action is clear: get free, figure out who did this, and make them pay.
einspine: (sad)

[personal profile] einspine 2018-11-18 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
There's a lot happening at once. So many people fighting. Now Matilda's a dragon too?! But the sound of the crack makes Papyrus wince and promptly shout, "WAIT! WE DON'T HAVE TO KILL-"

But the attack's still going. And it is dangerous. Even he can't deny that. These enemies might not see reason. And yet, killing just feels so fundamentally wrong.

So he's not going to attack. Instead, he proceeds to Mix two potions to create an Ultra Potion. Perhaps he can at least heal the party.

mythmaker: (💜90)

[personal profile] mythmaker 2018-11-18 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah...it looks like they didn't need her bluff after all. That's a little reassuring. She'll apologize to the party after.

Oh, well.

She's going to have to do some healing once the battle's over. She looks at Papyrus, hoping to catch his eye, and nods an understanding at him before casting Malefic on the Paladin. It's her first time attacking in the battle so far, but the sooner they take them down, the sooner they can attempt some first aid, she hopes.
bladeofconquest: (YOU DONE GOOFED)

[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-19 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Corrin judges the Paladin to be the bigger threat, and despite the fact that her head is ringing, and the fact that she's still weapon-less, Corrin quickly attempts to circle around him while the others keep him distracted, then lunges for him, and attempts to [Pin] him to keep him from attacking her friends. She is one hundred and ten percent done right now.
garyoutensei: (here's a taste of tha remedy)

[personal profile] garyoutensei 2018-11-20 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Baiken spat on the black mage's corpse, stomping over to grab her slate, trying not to snap it in half in her still boiling anger. She really needed to calm down...
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[personal profile] musicinmysoul 2018-11-21 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
The dragon snorts as the last of her enemies falls, glowing eyes looking down at the crumpled paladin and the iMogs he'd carried on his person. The melody ends and Matilda reverts to her fox form, bloodied and bruised. Once she retrieves her own slate, Matilda goes through the menus and calls upon her equipment, a touch of relief that she's properly armed and armored again.

"I suggest you start talking, paladin."
bladeofconquest: (yo check out my cravat)

[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-21 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Corrin does likewise, grabbing her slate (as well as helping to hand out the slates to the others once they've determined who's is what), and then activating her equipment. She never thought she could appreciate the feeling of a sword in her hand as much as she does right now. She then silently takes up a position next to Matilda, so the Paladin can see that both of the dragon girls are in front of him, and neither looks pleased. She plants Shadow Yato in the ground, both hands resting on its pommel, watching the Paladin with a look of intense severity.
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[personal profile] timecrash 2018-11-21 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Serge digs his Slate out of the pile, and takes a certain pleasure in having his old oar in his hands. Sure, it's basically just a fancy stick, but it's his fancy stick.

He's not... super thrilled about all this carnage, but these people seem to have attacked the airship, and one of them did try to kill him.
mythmaker: (💜22)

[personal profile] mythmaker 2018-11-22 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Papyrus-san, over here."

Azusa has already made her way to the Berserker. Her slate goes unclaimed, laying on the floor, as she casts Benefic over and over on the Berserker, watching his wounds heal right beneath her hands. She might need more than her magic at this rate, though; some potions might help stabilize him soon.

"Young man," she says to Serge, since he doesn't look bloodthirsty. "Can you bring me some of the ropes? We don't have to hurt these two any more."

She's not going to use the word kill, but she's also not looking at Mathilda or Baiken right now.
einspine: (anguish)

[personal profile] einspine 2018-11-23 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Gulping, Papyrus finally emerges from his hiding spot. He hesitates, though. This was all so... intense. And unlike most of the enemies he'd faced thus far, these weren't just feral creatures. Granted, even the ordinary monsters had brought their own share of discomfort at first, but...

These were people. He still couldn't look past that.

And so as he approached, a distinct frown remained carved into his skeletal face.

"AH. SO... WHAT NOW?" He reaches down, fishing out his slate before looking to the Berserker.
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[personal profile] timecrash 2018-11-25 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Serge brings the ropes. Rope-tying! That is a thing he understands how to do. "Everybody in one piece? That's the important thing, right now." He can't help a pang of guilt when he sees just how shaken Papyrus looks. "We need to lick our wounds and get out of here. There's a good chance that there's a lot of these guys, and they might be hurting people. We still don't know where the others are."
He reaches out to put a hand on Papyrus' shoulder.
bladeofconquest: (yo check out my cravat)

[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-25 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Corrin has mixed feelings about the deaths that have occurred. She didn't WANT to see any of them die, but they were fighting to kill her and her comrades. And in the heat of battle, you can't always fight to incapacitate. Knowing this doesn't make it any easier, however.

That said, it might make the survivors more agreeable to talk. So she'll take advantage of that possibility.

"Serge is right." She nods. "Which is why once we've tied these ones up, before we leave them, they're going to tell us what they know." She stares hard at the Paladin, in full Princess of Nohr mode, a mask that she had hoped never to wear again, but can pull out when she needs to seem threatening and intimidating. It's one she learned how to wear all to well during the Hoshidan war.
garyoutensei: (blood shall be spilled)

[personal profile] garyoutensei 2018-11-25 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Sword, check. Demon tools, check. Anger, still present but at least calm enough that she didn't instantly slit the Paladin's throat. She grumbled, giving a hard stomp to the Paladin's stomach, hoping to knock him out. With that message, they really didn't need him anymore. But she knew killing him would only stress out the rest of them more, and that would get annoying.

"Follow me to the bridge, or stay behind and lick your wounds, I don't care," Baiken's shoulder had left a nice crimson streak down her own sleeve, but she seemed to be ignoring the pain entirely.

"But I intend to kill whoever is responsible for this, so if you're squeamish about this kind of thing, then stay out of my way." And off she went.
timecrash: (angry)

[personal profile] timecrash 2018-11-25 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Serge looks back at Baiken, and does something probably not terribly bright. He stands in her way, as she tries to leave. "Saying this as the guy who just tried to fight a dude with a battleaxe bare-handed, that's a really bad idea. We're hurt, we're bleeding. We've got more of a shot taking whatever this is down together. That message was sent a while ago, whatever it is isn't gonna be hurt by losing another few seconds while we patch ourselves- and you- up."
Edited 2018-11-25 20:49 (UTC)
bladeofconquest: (Confident)

[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-25 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Corrin nods. "Serge is right, Baiken. A few moments to better prepare ourselves could make all the difference." She surveys the room...what a mess this was. "Once we're ready to go, however, we should head straight to the bridge. I'm willing to bet that's where Lady Ashelia's being kept, and if we could free ourselves armed only with a single broom and whatever physical and magical skills we could use without our slates, the others will most likely be successful too. We'll probably meet up with more of us there."
mythmaker: (💜49)

[personal profile] mythmaker 2018-11-26 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Um..."

Azusa starts, but then she loses her words as quickly as she loses her sense of direction. Once she's finished healing all the open wounds on the man's body, depleting her magic power in the process, she continues.

"It's fine, really...you can keep going. I'll stay here and keep out of everyone's way, and I'll get in touch with Wendy so she can call the authorities."

She places her hands on her robes, bunching them in the fabric.

"It's fine, really...," she repeats more quietly, before moving over to heal the Paladin a little, but only after he's knocked out and tied up.
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[personal profile] musicinmysoul 2018-11-28 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"We're in no position to split up." Her reply to Azusa is sharp, weighed down by her resolve to do better in the next fight. "And until this airship touches back down, guards like myself are the only authority we have. We'll need your healing magic." She can't afford to screw up like that again when this was only the first fight. With the paladin unconscious and without many answers, the fox lowers her stance.

"And I need to get my chocobo along the way. A cavalier isn't much without her mount."
einspine: (sad)

[personal profile] einspine 2018-12-02 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I STILL THINK IT'S WRONG TO JUST KILL THE CULPRIT." But he sighs as Baiken turns to leave. Something tells him there's no stopping her, but what do they do if there is another way? He looks down, fidgeting a little.

This is still so much to take in, but Matilda's right- they can't really. Afford to split up. "ANYWAY! I CAN MIX US UP AN ULTRA POTION TO HELP WITH AT LEAST SOEM OF OUR WOUNDS. THEN I SUPPOSE IT'S JUST A MATTER OF FINDING THAT AFOREMENTIONED MOUNT AND PRESSING ONWARD..."

He pauses again. "...THOUGH DO YOU THINK IT WILL ULTIMATELY COME DOWN TO MURDER AGAIN?"
bladeofconquest: (not sure if want)

[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-12-02 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, Papyrus. But...probably, yes." Corrin admits regretfully. "It's not always possible to avoid killing in a fight." A lesson she had to learn all to well, and her expression makes it clear she understands Papyrus' anguish. "We can do our best to avoid unnecessary casualties," well except maybe Baiken, "but it most likely won't be possible to avoid them all, especially when our opponents will be fighting to kill. That's the harsh reality of battle." She's not unsympathetic to his pain, so she then proffers an alternative. "But if that makes you uncomfortable, you might find it easier to deal with if you stuck entirely to support." Now that they have their equipment, that would take some of the pressure off, especially if they manage to connect with another group of guards.

"And I have to agree with the others, Azusa; we need to stick together. It's safer for all of us that way."
garyoutensei: (sit before you upon a throne of scars)

[personal profile] garyoutensei 2018-12-07 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Baiken had refused anything but the most basic healing, though she had agreed not to leave the rest of the group behind. Still, when she finally met up with Ashelia, she looked... not in great shape. But hey, not all of that blood was hers, particularly not the blood on her knuckles, now comfortable resting on sword.

"We're all geared up, though some of these kids seem to be debating the morality of killing, so no promises they'll be of much use if things get hairy," and Ashe didn't need to ask to know where Baiken stood on that. She'd made it absolutely clear.
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[personal profile] einspine 2018-12-07 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Papyrus huffs. "I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I'M PERFECTLY CAPABLE! I JUST THINK IT'S BETTER TO INCAPACITATE THAN TO MURDER." Arms folded, he straightens his stance. Tries to keep a cool, confident demeanor.

But truth is, deep down, it's still a lot to soak in. The carnage. The violence. Sure, he loves a good brawl! But this was quite... intense. Especially given that these were people and not Moogle serial killers or vicious Medusas.

Regardless, he turns toward the door. There's no point in arguing, is there? They have work to do!
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[personal profile] timecrash 2018-12-07 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Serge frowns at Papyrus. Admittedly, Papyrus has a point, but at the same time it’s not like these were innocent people. Either way, he readies his staff. “What’s the situation? How many guys are we looking at?” More alarmingly, he remembers the pain of the axe. “Is anybody… dead?”
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-12-08 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Has nobody else made it here yet? We're the only ones to escape capture?" Corrin asks. "Maybe it would be a better idea if we went and rescued some of the others first. If we can have the numbers advantage, so much the better; we might be able to convince the bandits on the bridge to stand down if they realize they're out-numbered."

She's not adverse to fighting these bandits, but she would also happily accept their surrender if they could get it.

Then her brow furrows. "Wait, how did you escape, Lady Ashelia?"

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