Chang Geng (
kiss_it_better) wrote in
isleofavalon2021-04-03 09:48 pm
(open) April Catch All
🧙 WHO: Chang Geng/Li Min and YOU!
⚔️️ WHAT: Quests and April stuff
🕒 WHEN: Throughout April
🗺️ WHERE: Around?
⚠️ WARNINGS: Spiders and lack of self-care.
i: Vital Venoms
[Chang Geng was standing outside of the caves, looking thoughtful. There's a sword at his hip but he's now keeping his dagger closer at hand rather than tucked away.]
Rather than bringing the spider back, I think it would be better to let it bite me at the last minute and simply dispatch it.
[He has blood magic and healing magic, he could probably carry the venom back safely. Probably.
He is far too calm while making this suggestion.]
ii: The Labyrinth
[He had been a little more cautious about taking on combat quests before when his only magic had been healing. After all, many things were weak only to magic here. Still, things were a little different now, weren't they?
He flicks his wrist, sending the tendril of blood like a whip and takes out a slime. He senses something come up to him and turns, when he sees a person and not another monster he smiles a little.]
You are also here for the quest, I presume?
[He's not in a hurry to heal the cut on the back of his hand for the moment as he moves to where the slime had been to collect a sample of what was left.]
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⚔️️ WHAT: Quests and April stuff
🕒 WHEN: Throughout April
🗺️ WHERE: Around?
⚠️ WARNINGS: Spiders and lack of self-care.
i: Vital Venoms
[Chang Geng was standing outside of the caves, looking thoughtful. There's a sword at his hip but he's now keeping his dagger closer at hand rather than tucked away.]
Rather than bringing the spider back, I think it would be better to let it bite me at the last minute and simply dispatch it.
[He has blood magic and healing magic, he could probably carry the venom back safely. Probably.
He is far too calm while making this suggestion.]
ii: The Labyrinth
[He had been a little more cautious about taking on combat quests before when his only magic had been healing. After all, many things were weak only to magic here. Still, things were a little different now, weren't they?
He flicks his wrist, sending the tendril of blood like a whip and takes out a slime. He senses something come up to him and turns, when he sees a person and not another monster he smiles a little.]
You are also here for the quest, I presume?
[He's not in a hurry to heal the cut on the back of his hand for the moment as he moves to where the slime had been to collect a sample of what was left.]
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Close to Gu Yun and Walter
Until the rain started coming down hard this month, causing some leaks in the roof and finally...flooding.]
At least the rain is good for the plants. [Not so much for their wooden furniture...or for the two bedrooms on the first floor.
His own robes are soaked through by this point and...he'll have to find a place to hang his other outfits to dry if he wants to wear them tomorrow.]
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Currently barefoot (to save his leather shoes as much damage as he possibly can) and with pant legs rolled up as far as they will go (not far), he trods through the low water a couch cushion under each arm as he heads for the stairs. He's bringing whatever he can up to the loft. There isn't room for much, but he can at least save some of what they have.]
Once I get the bedding upstairs, I'm going to go out and see if there is a store somewhere that sells bricks.
[If they don't have a second floor to move the furniture to, he reasons, they might at least be able to elevate whatever can be moved enough to save it from the rising water.]
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Living like this with Chang Geng and Walter, it reminds him of those far-away days back in Yanhui town.
To specify: “hurts.” Gu Yun experiences it as a physical sensation, a tightness in his chest he ascribes to being cold and damp. He glances over at Walter. Bricks, hmm? He thinks about that for a moment, then extends a hand. ]
This might work.
[ Vines begin to sprout from the four feet of one of their tables, lifting it up by several feet and anchoring it in place. ]
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At least he could still do physical labour.]
If we can string up a rope we can hang the wet things up to dry.
[Meanwhile he's going to change one of the pots that's nearly full with a bucket before heading over to the sink the dump out the pot.
But he's also giving Gu Yun a long look.]
I can make some tea after. It's important to stay warm.
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Pillows set aside, Walter crouches down to open up the lower section of his wardrobe. Inside is a length of clothesline and some clothespins. It's not rope meant to hold human weight, but he's been using it to hang his clothes to dry whenever he washes them.
Of course, with the weather as it is right now, hanging them outside isn't an option. Which means they'll need to find some way to utilize the furniture they have to hang tie the cord off... unless Gu Yun has more up his sleeve with those new abilities of his.]
If there's more to dry than we can tie up, we can hang things over the stair railing. Just be careful not to slip.
[Wet stairs are not the safest things in the world.]
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Another thin vine sprouts from the ceiling rafters and dangles down; Gu Yun's intent had been to make the thing twist back up again, forming a loop for them to hang things from. But his green magic doesn't obey his conscious will quite as well as his kinetic magic does. The vine coils and bends on its own, finally dropping down onto Chang Geng's shoulders and gently caressing them.
He lifts a hand to sweep the thing away with his kinetic magic, and clears his throat. ]
Uh... tea is fine.
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CW/TW: Historical persecution of LGBT minorities
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And I think we're just about ready to wrap up?
Agreed. A perfect stopping point!
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Thrawn already has a single sample of slime by the time he runs across this fellow quest-goer.]
I am, yes. And you seem to require medical attention.
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There's no need to be concerned. It's only a minor injury. [He tilted his head, focusing it on the area around them and, sensing no other blood source dangerously close, he pocketed the sample.]
When I leave I'll heal it up.
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[Thrawn brings up his phone to make a mark on a makeshift map of the maze he's been making as he goes along, noting the different paths and that this particular spot had monsters.]
Have you been down here before?
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[Since healing magic wasn't the best if he's by himself.]
What about you?
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[He doesn't like having all the facts, but he can improvise when he needs to.]
It may be useful if we venture forward together.
[Especially since his fellow adventurer is injured.]
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Sorry for the late reply. Work ate me alive for a while there.
It happens
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i;
But he took the quest because it's quickly becoming clear that if he doesn't work on that particular skill set he'll struggle to stay ahead in this world. And that's a prospect he relishes even less than the effort in coming out here now.
Still, the sound of leaving what is likely a far more capable ally at risk doesn't sit too well with him either.] I'm all for leaving that option on the table but maybe we try a decoy first?
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[So unless the decoy is another person then that won't work.]
Besides, I have healing magic and blood magic. I can keep it away from my vital organs afterwards. While it's hardly ideal I think it is the solution that carries the least amount of risk.
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Looking up, he briefly considers the shape of his crow-like familiar in flight overhead before sighing. That option was even worse right?]
You're the expert here, so just tell me what to do and I'll make sure it happens.
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[So moving. Also if it goes bad it explodes into smaller spiders and that just doesn't sound like it's worth experimenting with.]
Before that, may I ask what experience you have with combat?
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But between the mind magic and a device that came here with me, I should have some luck controlling or stunning the thing temporarily. The death magic is new but less predictable. [Which serves as explanation for the previous suggestion.]
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Sorry for the late reply!
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lovely.
but thankfully, this place has just enough random junk that she can yank a large, loose piece of stone from where it sits and bounce it telekinetically off several of them, creating a gap wide enough to dart through. she turns long enough to eye a crate up and drag it over the others, effectively trapping them for... well, however long slimes can be confused by a box on their heads.
they're not exactly difficult to defeat, but she's less concerned with clearing them out and more concerned with exploring as much of this place as possible. which is exactly what's on her mind as she runs into a very familiar voice. )
! You. ( well, better someone she's seen before than a complete stranger, maybe? ) Something like that.
( she watches him collect a sample, head tilted and hand brushing the bag at her thigh which holds a few glass tubes of samples she did pick up nearer to the entrance of this place, distracted by the process until something moves at the corner of her eye.
ah, hell. )
Way too many of these things.
( and, dammit, wouldn't you know there's no useable rubble here. what's a girl to do but slice open her own skin, grimacing more from the sudden rush of other lifeforces as they beat in her skull than the pain, and try to manipulate it into a workable weapon? )
Ngh... shit—
( nope. she isn't gonna be able to hold this. fuck. )
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[Better slimes than some kind of fire elemental creature, for example.
He swept his arm out with a flick of his wrist and the blood acted like a whip, shooting out to strike one of the slimes before sending it towards another slime.
That was when he noticed his companion was having some trouble. So, sending the tendril of blood at another slime, he ran towards her, putting himself between her and the slimes.]
Are you all right?
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...A-aye. ( she looks at the cut with a grimace. that was harder than she expected. the pain? that's bearable. cuts and injuries are part and parcel of life, and the embarrassment of trying something and failing always stings more.
dammit, she should have just attacked these things with a knife in the first place. ) How'd you get that to work?
( he seems to have gotten the hang of this by now, so... tips? tips for the poor? )
cw: self harm
[The trick is to take advantage of having healing magic to extend how long you can practise. Oh and generally being the sort of person who would open up a cut when there's time to practise. You know, the sort of thing well-adjusted people do.]
Have you used a whip before?
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( :|
but she can't say she isn't that type of person. the only box she doesn't want to open is the box of noisy heartbeats that seems to come with any use of the magic. she'll have to learn, but it's just been so nice and quiet over these last few months... )
I can if you're into that.
( we're sorry she's like this. )
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Sorry for the late reply, work ate me alive for a couple of weeks there.
i don't even have an excuse.
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i - better late than never!
The suggestion raises brows. Surely... ]
And if we do not seek out a healer in time? [ Technically, Xiao, you should be one. ] You are willing to put your own life at risk for a mere sample of venom?
Never late!
[He's thought of this and weighed the risks and benefits...it's just too bad the value he ascribes to his own health is rather lower than it should really be.]
As long as we don't have to also evade the spider afterwards, that is.
[Since that may put them off the shortest path back to town.]
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Between the two of us then, with your permission.
[ Meaning that Xiao has Blood Magic as well. This, he thinks, is more suitable than healing. If permitted, he will also help to keep the venom contained. If this is the course of action that is desired... ]
Though I would suggest, if anyone is to be bitten, then it would be myself.
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But that was more of a curiosity than something actually important, he supposed.]
May I ask why?
[He's not so sacrificing that he'd reject the suggestion outright, but he also does want to know the reason so he could evaluate whether it was an action that was better or safer.]