[Nov Catchall] ✵ Resilience is all about being able to overcome the unexpected.

[cantgetanyworse]

🧙 WHO: Jane Porter (cantgetanyworse), Thanatos (inevitablerest), Poison (writtendestiny), Red Wine (judgementor), & Mogget (themogget)... and perhaps you.
⚔️️ WHAT: TDM things, quests, general prompts, closed prompts for November. Drop me a prompt to answer if you like!
🕒 WHEN: Through November
🗺️ WHERE: Noted in prompts.
⚠️ WARNINGS: Warned where required.


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✵ Jane Porter
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✵ Thanatos
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✵ Poison
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✵ Red Wine
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✵ Mogget
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✵ Jane Porter

[cantgetanyworse]

Quest: Alms for the Gore

[angel_of_death]

[It is later on in the afternoon that Walter is out and about. Early in the month, he has yet to hear about the spreading magical influenza, and thus has yet to don the mask he'll be seen in later on, but as usual he isn't mingling into large crowds.

He does, however, appear to be close by a rather gruesome-looking humanoid, regarding the bowl it attempts to lift with trembling hands with a sceptical look before he sighs, reaching into the thin satchel slung across his body like a messenger bag to retrieve an apple from within.]

I'll be running out of apples soon...

[And he'd stashed so many, too.

Nevertheless, he sets the red fruit into the bowl.]

[cantgetanyworse]

[She doesn't approach him while he deals with the fear gorta, because, god, why would she? Jane hasn't swayed one way or another when it comes to dealing with the creatures - she hasn't tried to hurt them but hasn't gone near them either - but seeing Walter behaving so calmly when approached by one...

Hm, maybe there's something to it after all.

So when the creature shuffles away (or when Walter move away from it) she approaches the young man with a warily curious expression.]

Ah, Walter... what were you doing just then?

[angel_of_death]

[A flash of confusion flickers across the boy's face before it settles. Even though people have gotten a chance to become more acquainted with the existence of other, non-human creatures and peoples, it isn't too much of a surprise that they should still be unacquainted with the more macabre types.]

I was offering it food. That seems to be all it wants.

[Not too different from a passive zombie, although the use of the bowl strikes him as an uncommon behaviour for a zombie. Begging for alms... could it be a fear gorta?]

Say, Miss Jane, are you familiar with Irish myths?

[cantgetanyworse]

Irish myths? Oh... only a little.

[Banshees and the like - the kinds of things that have crept their way into English folklore as well. She knows some, but she would definitely not call herself an expert in any regard.

She has, unfortunately, definitely never heard of a fear gorta.]

Is that some kind of fae?

[While she may not know exactly what it is, she catches what Walter might be inferring almost immediately and frowns as she watches the creature shuffling on away.] ... How sad...

[angel_of_death]

Most likely.

Irish folklore features a handful of faerie that serve as omens of misfortune. While most of the ones generally spoken of warn of impending death, there is one that warns of famine instead.

[Considering the damage wrought when the wards to the Land of Rot broke the first time, and the sudden influx of refugees following the fall of Lestari and Celliwig, he supposes he shouldn't be surprised.]

You should stock up on food supplies, if you are able. The Elphame Traders sell a spell that will let you grow a potato even if you don't have green magic. You should consider purchasing it if you haven't already.

[cantgetanyworse]

I usually have some kind of snack with me...

[Her lips twist thoughtfully. Jane doesn't approach the traders often but maybe Walter has a point - a spell like that could be useful even outside of this peculiar scenario.]

Does it need to be something special, or does it not matter?

[God knows she doesn't want to accidentally offend any kind of fae by giving them the wrong kind of 'offering'.] And... do you need more apples?

[usedforcepalm]

(ooc: Please let me know if anything needs to be changed. Since they spoke on the network about training before, I thought it might be fun to do that)

[Hanabi is already at the training grounds when Jane arrives. At 4'4", she's rather small, but on the plus side, she has plenty of moves suitable for fighting a larger, physically stronger opponent. It's kind of a necessity, really.

When she notices Jane's arrival, she greets her with a polite bow of her head.]

Thank you for joining me. Let's start with some warmups and stretching first.

[She's already done both, but if she's going to try her hand at teaching, she would be remiss if she didn't introduce good training habits right from the beginning. She doesn't want Jane to pull a muscle, after all.]

is good!

[cantgetanyworse]

[Jane has been through similar things before, with people training her who didn't necessarily look like they were up to the task, and she tries to assume absolutely nothing at all about the diminutive young lady who greets her when she arrives.

She politely bows her head in turn and sets her things down. Utterly abandoned are the usual long, elborate skirts and blouses that she usually wears day to day - for this she has chosen a very practical outfit that allows movement, thinking that would be far wiser.]

Ah-- yes, of course. Thank you for inviting me to join you!

[There had been a little warming up before she came out, but it won't hurt to do some more.]

[usedforcepalm]

[Jane's clothing is well-chosen, Hanabi mentally notes with approval. It looks comfortable and easy to move in, not to mention something that wouldn't tear easily.]

We can jog a little to start. Let's do the perimeter of the training grounds twice.

[Something to get the heart pumping, and the legs moving. She planned on a series of exercises to get the whole body warmed up before they stretched, ensuring that their muscles would be ready for proper martial arts training. That being said, she gives Jane a moment to ready herself before she begins jogging along.]

How long did you train before?

[cantgetanyworse]

Ah, all right.

[Jane does a couple of stretches, shaking herself out for the run. Though she's out of practice with actual combat she does at least try to make sure that she keeps herself fit. After all, if you can't fight something you should at least be able to run away from it.

She falls in beside Hanabi and jogs easily, keeping her breathing steady.]

How long? Oh... That's a complicated question. [So she'll try to be succinct.] I have memories of things which... I'm not entirely sure actually happened. Years of learning combat techniques and firearms. But as for the actual physical training, I only managed a few months of that before I ended up here.

[usedforcepalm]

Did those memories happen on another world that you were pulled into like we were here?

[She knows from speaking with Gokudera that Avalon isn't the only world that does such things.

She keeps a reasonable pace, enough to get their hearts pumping and their bodies warm from the effort, but nothing too intense.]

[cantgetanyworse]

In a way.

[Jane doesn't keep the fact she has visited another world secret, though it isn't something she talks about without the right prompt. This particular aspect of it though... that's a bit more complicated.]

It was... a world within that world. Something happened that sent us to an alternate timeline.

✵ Thanatos

[inevitablerest]

backdated to september

[suetekh]

[Set has not fully healed himself from the fight with Horus when he comes to Thanato's dwelling. Although he did heal his broken fingers because broken fingers made it impossible to do anything. And he's healed some of the bruises but some things he knows he just has to get over on their own. Right now, everything weighs on his mind much more.

And Thanatos had offered his house to Set always. Even in the middle of the night? Maybe not that but Set has tried to fall asleep but simply cannot. His mind is going crazy and that has him throwing stones at the window he's sure is Thanatos'. Is there a door? Yes. But he's not doing that right now. Not like he ever thinks much. But he knows Thanatos would be there for him.]

aw ye let's goooo

[inevitablerest]

[He has enjoyed having Set as a friend. The two of them get along easily and can spend time together in silence if that is how they feel at the time. For someone who has always found it difficult to make friends and has a limited understanding of friendship, Set's companionship has held a great amount of value to him.

When he had offered to open his door to Set whenever the other wished to see him, in the middle of the night hadn't really been part of his considerations. The stones tapping at the window wake him and he extracts himself from Zagreus' hold to go and find the source, ready to unleash the full force of his irritation at being woken until he sees who is standing there.]

Set? What are you doing? [Thanatos frowns slightly and rubs his face with one hand.] Come to the door, I'll let you in.

[It must be worth it if Set is here at this time...

When Thanatos opens the door a couple of minutes later he's looking thoroughly sleep-ruffled, but concerned.]

[suetekh]

[Set does as he's asked and comes to the door. He knows that when he used to be awoken it would be annoying and his limited empathy understands this.]

I couldn't sleep. [He offers this as explanation and maybe he should apologize but his manners are lacking. One day he'll be better at this.]

There's something that happened and I can't think of what to do. I don't think you'll know but I wanted to talk to you. You're the easiest for me to talk to.

[inevitablerest]

Ah...

[He pushes the door open and ushers Set inside with a gentle hand on the back of his shoulder. While not often given to physical affection, he finds that it comes to him far more easily when the other party clearly appears to need some comfort.

Set, much like Thanatos, isn't always easy to read and maybe that similarity between them is what makes him so readable for Thanatos. They're alike in many ways, including their tendency to mask all their emotions... and yet they feel so much.]

Come in, sit down. [The door is shut behind him once he's inside and Thanatos lightly rests his arm around his friend's shoulders.]

I'll... try to help, if I can.

[suetekh]

Thank you. [He can say that much at least.

Although he isn't used to any sort of contact since even Osiris would only play with his bangs, he finds this comforting from Thanatos.

As he sits on the couch with him, he looks to Thanatos with a look of concern.]

What I tell you here can only stay here. I don't think it'll be bad if you know. As long as you don't tell. In my world, there are scales. If the scales tip too much then the surface world will be a bed of chaos and all life destroyed. This is why you just have to believe me and not tell anybody. Will you?

[inevitablerest]

I...

[That's a lot to be told all at once, even without getting to the main reason why Set is so distressed as to come here in the middle of the night. Thanatos frowns softly, but only needs a moment of thought before he nods.

Set hasn't lied to him before now... and this is very out of character behaviour for him.]

All right. I'll believe you.

✵ Poison

[writtendestiny]

snowed in meme intensifies

[bendless]

[Sokka was actually in the area so he decided to finally get around and check the guild Horus had been talking about. Maybe even see if Horus was around to hang out.

He opened the door and took a look around the place to see what all is there.]

Man, being an alchemist would be interesting.

sleigh bell noises

[writtendestiny]

[She glances up from her spot behind the table in the entrance hall, where she's fiddling with a mortar and pestle and something that looks like a rudimentary glass alembic. There's a notebook open on the table full of sketched-out symbols.

Poison studies Sokka for a moment then looks down again, letting out a little hum when she hears him speak up.]

It's not as interesting as you'd think. [She tells him mildly.] But I think I prefer it over some of the other things I could have ended up with.

✵ Red Wine

[judgementor]

✵ Mogget

[themogget]