Sabra La Tau

Who: Zero and others!
Where: Pavo, Lacerta, Cepheus, PYXIS? (don't shank me) etc.
When: Day 195, after the bath shenanigans
What: Visiting the new crazies in Sabra.



[Blue dolphin at the door, knock knock knocking.]

Who: Anyone
Where: The many lake pathways to the Northern Caves
When: Day 194, afternoon post-game
What: CAN YOU GUARD THEM ALL?

((WOO!! OKAY. There is at least one small group with an actual plan, but feel absolutely free to use and abuse this post for all your individual efforts in attempting (Blanks) and cockblocking (Ophiuchus) to get to the North. Or just watching, cheering, or getting caught up in the action, because there is gonna be some fisticuffs up in here.))

Who: BLANKS
Where: ARENA
When: Day 194, noon
What: GAME

[ For those who know the Huntress's voice, the Call is in her voice: ]

Gynonudomania, yataghan, acataleptic, quadragintesimal, zymase, macaronic, keratogenic.

( ... )

SIGNUP | MINGLE | TEAM DISCUSSION, 1 | GAMERULES, TEAM DIVISIONS, TEAM CUBICLES | ENDGAME | MEMORIES

Who: Cygnus and visitors
Where: Cygnus dorm/Pygnus area
When: Day 193, all day
What: Confirming all of Cygnus is present, catching up on current events, visitors, and meeting Shine

[For the better part of the day and the benefit of their new member, the Cygnus dorm's door is left wide open.

Any Pygnus in the room a bit later, feel free to overhear discussions on Team Journals]

Who: Some Vulps and you!
Where: Everywhere!
When: Day 193, evening
What: Reeeeeecon! Following this occurrence.

[so there's a small troop of Vulpecula who are wandering around and knocking on the doors of various dorms--possibly yours!]

It's Vulpecula, we're just here to talk.

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: By the northern part of the river, having COMPLETELY MISSED any and all habitations
When: Day 193, afternoon
What:

. . . h-hungry. . . so hungry. . .

[Here is a poor, sweet, unbracered demon innocent little girl in a tattered old Monoceros uniform, curled up into a pitiful whimpering ball.]

Why isn't anyone feeeding meeeee...

Who: =D
Where: Common area
When: Day 193, late morning
What: Food INTRODUCTIONS

[So a furry in corvus purple and a vampire in del blue approach the outskirts of the common area. Notably their uniforms are the old style, and both seem to lack bracers. ]

OK, I got it this time now fer sure. I know there's gotta be some folk down this way.

I am done listening to your directions.

Well fine! Why don't you just leave then. All you do is be a big grumpy jerk with stupid skin that closes too fast anyway!

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: 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: Weed, anyone
Where: Cygnus/Pyxis garden area
When: Day 187, late afternoon
What: derping around in the garden

*there is a topless Cygnus with his right arm in a sling poking around in the garden. He doesn't seem to be accomplishing much, exactly, but he's quite comfortable just playing in the dirt with his one good hand*

Who: People
Where: On top Hydra....
When: Day 187, morning
What: Piano hijack

[some dude is totally on Hydra's roof.

Playing their piano. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM.

...although the song gives a very pleasant feeling. Reminiscent of family and warmth...]

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: Anyone
Where: northern common area
When: Day 184, afternoon
What: stitches

[The best part of cave life with nerfed heals, tired mages, a stubborn exorcist, and a heart run full of razor-sharp glass = self-stitching. Allen has opted to not make a mess of Lacerta's insides or outsides and is stoically sewing up one of the bigger gashes on his forearm right now. He has various first aid supplies laid out, he's shirtless, and he's wearing one of his crappier pairs of rags. I mean pants.

He's pretty good at this. He's barely even flinching.]

Who: YOU!
Where: Nearrr the Arena
When: Day 182, noon
What: IT'S A MINIGAME

I promise our prizes are better than last time. . . . oh, and I guess I should say that if you're no good with physical stuff, this might not be the opportunity for you.

(ooc: starting things properly ~8est, you should be able to wander in and 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.]