Sabra La Tau

Who: People
Where: the southern end of the Pygnus-Lyvus cavern
When: Day 193, afternoon
What: invocation

[Once things have calmed down a little after the earthquake, those sensitive enough might notice the time anomaly slowly approaching the Pygnus-Lyvus caverns from the direction of the southern caves. Even those who are not sensitive will probably notice the distinct rumbling groan of rocks shifting against one another. At the site of one of the collapsed cave entrances, the rocks very slowly shift. Like a reverse earthquake, they lift back into place until it is just as pristine as it's pre-quake state.

A few moments later, an exhausted looking Pyxides steps from the cave mouth, blinking in the glare of torchlight. She's shaking from head to toe as sweat drips down her face as she tries to orient herself.]

... back...?

Who: ... ?
Where: Heading toward the dorms
When: Day 193, morningish
What:

[After the shock of the night before, it's understandable that the Blanks might be a bit more apprehensive today as they clean up the broken bits scattered around their rooms. Perhaps they'll venture outside the dorm area, keeping an eye out for structural damage at the baths, seeing what can be salvaged in the forge, or maybe checking their gardens to ensure the vegetation is stable ...

If they do, it won't be hard to notice a young woman in pink walking from the North -- not the normal pink you see now, either. Instead of the flowing sashes and exotic folded cloth that cover today's swans, this girl is dressed in the familiar and plain skirted tunic and leggings that was the previous norm, now layered in dust and tattered to the point of being threadbare. Even as she carefully holds herself away from the cave walls, keeping her arms folded tightly around herself, anyone with an eye for detail will notice that both arms are only covered in grime, not metal. It's also fairly obvious from the way she's squinting that her eyes haven't adjusted to the light of these particular caves yet. There weren't many torches -- or any, for most of the journey -- to light the way behind her, after all.

She makes sure to give any stone she passes by a wiiide birth, eyes darting away from them uneasily before continuing to walk hesitantly on. She's undoubtedly coming toward the main living area, though one look at her face would tell you that she has no earthly idea where she's headed ... or where she came from. Her voice is quiet, thin and scratchy from disuse and fear, but she keeps talking to herself because she can hear it. The hitch in her voice only serves to emphasize her unmistakable accent:]

-- ep moving. Got to ... not stop. He'll keep me again ... don't want ... to not move -- anymore. Yeah. This way ... got to keep going ... this way ...

Who: Mirror + various
Where: Various dorms, then ???
When: Day 192 (from early morning until whenever, to work around timespace shenanigans)
What: Penalties!

[The day after the two Lepus team members departed ... There's a familiar presence moving through Sabra, knocking on your doors and catching you out by the lake, depending on where you are.]

(( OOC: I will start threads for each character! Please indicate your location (in the dorms, out by the lake, wherever) when you first comment to your thread. After you're done, you may use this post to RP fallout/coming back from Mirror if you want. ))

Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 191, evening
What:

[The Call to the Arena today is loud and distinctive. Some of you may have even heard it before... the air seems to fill with the wild chords of electric guitars, heavy, thrumming bass, and someone really having a great time pounding out a rhythm on the drums. The vocals are missing, but it is unmistakably rock and roll, at that verge of edging onto metal.

Banners of brown and white stretch over a distinctly divided room. To one side, it could easily pass for an austere Victorian dining hall. A lacquered black table stretches out with a few ornamental ceramic pots of steaming water, and a varied selection of tea leaves to strain. Small pastries sit on ornamental plates, and the main dishes seem to be some kind of small marinated bird. To the other, the table becomes far more rough hewn, and the surroundings a bit more like a Medieval hall. Heavy chairs and a few stumps have been pushed up to the table... and the main course seems to be something that smells almost like lamb, and a wide variety of vegetable fare. There are two washbasins, one with water and the other with blood.

In front of both Van and Mikaila's places there are special dessert plates that have not yet been filled. But more importantly, there is a side table dedicated to alcohol.

Outside of the immediate area of the table, there's a small table filled with french fries, onion rings and punch.]

Who: Hey dudes~
Where: Pyxis dorms
When: Day 190, early afternoon
What: Mission times.

[HEY PYXIS THERE'S A KNOCKING ON YOUR DOOR]

Who: anyone and some pyxis dudes
Where: Near the river
When: Day 190, lateish morning
What: Laundry 8|a

[TWO PYXIS HAVE......thrown a few articles of clothing in the river]


. . .I don't think they're getting clean.

Who: Pygnus and friends
Where: Pyxis dorms
When: Day 184, evening
What: Memories, danger, INTRIGUE

[A normal evening is happening at Pyxis tonight. The gourmet aroma of dinner simmering is wafting back from the kitchen. Knuckles, though bruised and cut, are not iced like real men where they are. Glass lumps of unrecognizable but AWESOME things are on the table...

It is in fact almost boringly peaceful before Big Sis walks back into the common room, an unnervingly dead... pastel colored squidrat dangling by one tentacle in her hand, and the other has a few berries in it...]

... Someone explain these. The stew keeps spitting them out.

Who: Pygnus
Where: Pyxis
When: Day 181, morning
What: Best part of waking up

Is it breakfast?

Who: PYXIDOUCHES
Where: THERE
When: DAY 180?? FUCK IF I KNOW, AFTER FOLKS GO HOME
What:

THASH SURE WAS A GRADE PARTY

Who: Pyxides and others
Where: near the Forge
When: Day 179, after noon
What: glass making

[manipulating a few thousand degrees of molten silica from a few feet away will give a person a healthy appreciation of the cooler temperatures of the regular cave areas. Miranda is wearing a light weight peasant shirt and her sturdy leather pants, and her hair is pulled back from her face with the headband from Red, while a recently acquired handkerchief is tied securely over her mouth and nose.

The glass that she's working with at the moment is a hollow globe roughly the size of a small cantaloupe and opened at the far end as she sets it back into the furnace to heat again so she can start spinning it flat.

Several other glass pieces are cooling down in a second oven from the day before.]

Who: Naked people
Where: Baths~
When: Day 179, late morning
What: NAKED MINGLING

Who: Cygnus, and anyone else who might be inclined to visit Cygnus
Where: Cygnus dorms
When: Day 178, evening
What: Recovering from game, and memories.

All that good food, and it's a carrot...

Who: Cygnus
Where: Cygnus! Also Corvus, Lacerta, and Vulpecula
When: Day 177, night
What: whaaat

[well, he's done freaking out and yelling for Judges that don't or won't answer, and has gone from denial to anger to miserable angry acceptance. And now he's trying to find all his teammates and get them together. Plus old teammates.]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The Arena
When: Day 173, morning
What: A game, a game!

[There's a tick-tock, tick-tock coming from the arena today, and as you get closer it multiplies, the ticking of clocks and the rustle of papers chiming together in a whole bunch of ticky noises. When you arrive, the statue is of a man in his prime, with a watch on his wrist and his arms and chest scribbled on all over with numbers and foreign characters. The marks range from clumsy to an intricately detailed hand, diagrams of dots and lines, numbers, all kinds of markings. some are even "carved" into the stone.

He's leaning standing in front of a simple sundial on a pedestal. If he's aware of the irony of a sundial in a place with no sun, he finds it hilarious, going by the broad grin on his face.]

The time, the time-- just look at the time! How it flies. It's time for me to make an appearance!

Will something important happen to-day? Will everyone remember? You all grow so fast! ♪ It makes me remember the past... Aah, which is more exciting, the past of the future? Or what's happening now? I just can't decide.

The game is afoot, everyone! Be gentle, it's my first time!

[[MINGLE
HARD RESET
AN ANNOUNCEMENT
EXPLORE!!
Lake
Forge
Dorms
Anywhere else/You are lost]]

Who: Mirror + Monoceros + Pyxis + Cygnus
Where: Monoceros dorms + Pyxis dorms + Cygnus
When: Day 172, evening
What: Mirror penalties, round 2

[At some point during the evening, something comes knocking at Monoceros', Pyxis', and Cygnus' door. Mysterious!]

Who: Cepheus and EVERYONE
Where: All the dorms
When: Day 172, all day
What: Librarians' Surveyors

* today there is a Cepheus ringing YOUR doorbell. Or knocking at your door. Or coming up to you on your porch. Whatever. *


(( OOC: Team names in the subject line of comments! o/ ))

Who: WHAT
Where: WHAT. RED GUYS'S STUFF? I DUNNO MAN
When: DAY 171 YEAH
What: [It stars out as a faint, distant rumble, but rises quickly to a deadening crescendo. The earth shakes and the walls tremble. What is this? A cave in? A stampede?


No, dear reader. It is the belch of a prince.]


HAHAHA AWESOME

Who: meh
Where: Pyxis
When: Day 169, late evening
What: Blood's back. She's wearing a huge rat-corpse on her head as a hat



Hey! Someone open up!

Who? You
Where? The Arena
When? Day 168, afternoon
What?

[Persona is up on the throne, but at least you're spared the sight of unconscious teammates today. Instead, there are huge mirrors everywhere, built into doorframes.

Can a heart be defined? If so, then how? Would it need to be thrown into direct relief, or simply gaze into its own reflection?

Does the prospect frighten you?

((Mingle

INSTRUCTIONS

The game is completely opt-in; do it if you feel like it, whether or not your character is able to make the original post. Remember when I said to list five defining character traits? Wherever they are (or whenever they leave their dorm), they'll find a note in their pocket listing those five traits. They themselves will no longer possess them - those five traits will be complete opposites until tomorrow's post. Nothing else (relationships, abilities, etc) will change.

There may be a small amount of dizziness and disorientation due to onset of a new personality, but that will pass soon enough. ♥

Check-in (Drop a comment here even if you aren't playing in this post!)
Post-reversal continued mingling!))

Who: EVERYONE
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: Day 166, post-endings
What: Sick people, drunk people, sick and drunk people

[HOW U GUYS ALL FEELING???]