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凶 seasons change

🧙 WHO: Cloud Strife & You!
⚔️️ WHAT: Catch-All; Quests from the QuestBoard (Don't Lose Your Head & BUNKER DOWN). Will add future prompt(s) for the end-of-month event.
🕒 WHEN: Throughout October
🗺️ WHERE: Around Camelot (Celliwig for the "Don't Lose Your Head" quest)
⚠️ WARNINGS: Inevitable fighting in the "Don't Lose Your Head" prompt

Don't Lose Your Head • Celliwig

[ It didn't take much convincing for Cloud to make his choice; he was going to Celliwig. What very little remained of it after the catastrophic damage was done. Was it dangerous? Yes, if only for the task he'd opted to sign up for through QuestBoard. Many of the jobs he took on were odds & ends within the city of Camelot and just outside its borders. So when reports of darker Fae shrouding the ruins of Celliwig in deepened anxiety became public knowledge, tales of a Headless Horseman taking...well, the heads of those who lingered too long, also came with. By the time Cloud arrives in the once ethereal city, it's all he can do to suppress the sense of dread that creeps up his spine.

He's here as hired muscle, fending off the Fae, especially this supposed Headless Horseman whose been culling the unfortunate souls scrambling to pick up the pieces of a fallen home. Despite his job... ]

Ready? On three...

[ That didn't mean he wasn't going to lend a hand whilst waiting for trouble to start. Volunteers that struggled to move glassed rubble from a destroyed home were aided by the blond swordsman, moving hefty slabs out of the way alongside them so they can do their job and either find survivors inside...or more likely, those who couldn't make it. Besides aiding in the movement of rubble or standing guard around groups who exhausted themselves digging and cleaning up, Cloud keeps his distance. His expression was stoic, but the morose in those faded blue eyes of his was palpable.

For all the headway he's made in elemental spellcasting and awakened kinetic magic... Could he have made a difference if he were as strong as he was before? It's a thought, fleeting despite it coming and going from time to time. Something that he can't afford to dwell on for long. ]

No time for doubt.

[ Said to no one in particular as he surveys the damage and keeps his attention both on his surroundings and device for any updates on the Headless Horseman. Night was falling soon, which meant it was only a matter of time... ]

BUNKER DOWN • Broceliande

[ Cloud may not have much to concern himself with for space, living out on a farm with Weiss for as long as he has been, but that didn't mean the problems stopped for the populous as a whole. Another task through QuestBoard, something closer to home, and it's...something he's not exactly skilled in. Carpentry. He wasn't about to go preparing the most illustrious beds, but he's no stranger to following instructions. Somebody was gonna hafta carry all this lumber too, right? So... ]

S'cuse me.

[ Cloud returns to the woodworking site just outside Broceliande, but not emptyhanded. In fact, he's...carrying an excessive amount of wood over his shoulder. Long planks of sturdy wood stacked at the base of the arc of his arm. At least ten of them. Stacked atop those? Sizable logs waiting to be cut down and carved for bedposts. He wasn't the biggest, musclebound laborer out there, but it looked like he was carrying at least triple the amount that others were (or should be) carrying. Cloud's strength was absurd!!

...is what he wishes he could say. But he doesn't have access to that monstrous strength he once possessed on Gaia thanks to the mako enhancements made by Shinra. And as he approaches the unloading area, sighing with relief as he starts to kneel down, some of the logs atop the pile of his shoulder almost slide off. ]

!

[ Suddenly, the wood stops halfway off the end of one of the planks he's carrying. Yup. That's Kinetic magic alright. He's totally cheating. Still... ]

Hoo boy. Almost there...

[ One wrong move or his concentration slips, he's gonna lose his focus over the wood he's lifting with his magic. Maybe there's such a thing as working too smart instead of working hard. ]

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( ooc; This prompt is for anything you wanna play out that's not above! Got any other prompts or ideas in mind, either from the TDM or QuestBoards, or even just something unique altogether? Go ahead and ping me either at my journal here, Discord (Kuraudo@0214) or PM me on Plurk at Clandon. )

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[ Not for a lack of trying, there's been one particular mission he's set for himself ever since waking up in this world. And that? Is to get himself a proper motorcycle. Renting horses, taking carriages or setting out on foot is all fine and dandy, but ever since he started riding on Fenrir and Sköll on Prismatica, it's been difficult going back. It also doesn't help that he still occasionally finds his dreams drifting back to actually having a bike again. That being said? There's the problem of fuel...and the fact that as far as he's seen, cars just don't exist here despite the blend of magic and technology.

Maybe Arthurian legend can't deviate too far from the stories. Despite this, that hasn't prevented him from trying, or letting ideas spin. If he can't buy a motorcycle...maybe he could make one? He'd need to introduce the concept to someone that can provide him the materials whilst he figured out the fuel problem. So far, nothing's bore any meaningful fruit.

That being said... ]

I'm out back in the shed. Case you're wondering.

[ Cloud didn't come back emptyhanded. Instead of heading inside upon coming home, whether Weiss was at the house or not, with a rusty, busted up bicycle over his shoulder, he started working on restoring it. It needs a new chain, and the seat was barely hanging on by rusted nails... Sitting with the back of the bike upright between his legs, he keeps the back of it held up as he spins the wheel, clicking but...surprisingly? ]

Smoother than I thought it'd be...

[ Izutsumi had no idea what had happened in Celliwig, and no one seemed particularly eager to gossip to her about it. For her part, she felt no need to try and wrest details from the unwilling -- that was for the likes of her nosier companions.

Besides, she was here to fend off any hostile creatures, wasn't she? So long as those around her were able to keep working, she was doing her job! ]

Huh? Did you say something?

[ This tall-man looked out of place among the others. She didn't know his name. ]

[Cloud's going on a mission so of course Gaius will go if he needs the help. Their lessons might be a bit infrequent but Gaius always picks up valuable advice from every fight they have.

And that surprise wind launch that technically won their first bout? Gaius has been working on that and has gained enough accuracy to lend speed to him or someone else. He does have varying levels of skill with other elements but he's always been the best with wind.]

If this is something that appears on a horse and we aren't, I feel like getting the rider off the horse is the smartest plan. Put him on our level.

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