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nysalogs2018-05-05 08:18 pm
doomedtheworld) wrote in nysalogs2018-05-05 08:18 pm
Entry tags:
May Open Catch-All
Who: Vin (doomedtheworld) & OPEN
What: Catch-All For May
When: All through the month
Where: Various places in both Olympia and Wyver
Warning(s): None yet. Will add warnings to threads where and if they're needed
Olympia
A
[Even in the short time she's been here the ocean has a sort of nearly irresistible draw for her. While the abundance of plants and flowers and life on this world are magnificent enough, nothing she's seen yet has quite compared to the sight of that endless expanse of blue stretching off farther than her eye can hope to see. So, as the festivities start in Flona Cove, she opts to attend, or at least hover at the edges of it sampling the food and drink.
She'll quickly discard one of those snowcones the second she sees somebody changing color after eating one though.]
B
[When she's not making her way around the beach during the day, she's making some cash down in the fight club. Her second visit to the place and her first actually stepping into the ring.
There's a ripple of laughter when she first steps up, masked and hooded to hide her face and wrapped in a grey cloak of streaming tassels, a girl her size trying to compete in a fight is not a common sight down here. That laughter didn't last after her first fight. Her opponent had come at her with a sword, the metal blade never even touching her as she Pushed and Pulled on it with her metals and the fight ended in seconds with several blows from the pair of sturdy batons she'd chosen. Two more fights go by just as quick, overwhelming opponents with her impossible speed and agility bouncing and flipping around the room and striking back with crushing hit-and-run attacks.
With her last fight done, she steps back to the edge of the ring and waits silently as the announcer gives one more call for anybody else who wants to step into the arena with "The mysterious Mistborn."]
Wyver
A
[The shift to warmer weather is nearly welcome to her, the temperature rising begins to feel more like the higher temperatures of home although the heavy humidity is a bit of a challenge to overcome, but she'll manage. At least the Wyver style accounts for it, and while she isn't ready to show quite as much skin as some people do around here she can at least live with keeping her shoulders bared.
Her days in Wyver are fairly ordinary, taking time to familiarize herself with the jungle city, shopping for weapons and visiting the blacksmiths for bits and scraps of metal. At some point, she can be found sitting on a high branch of one of the trees idly snacking while... reading a book on gardening of all things.]
B
[This month had started out with a surprise. A package that seemed to simply manifest from thin air containing a couple of items. The first she recognized instantly: a single bead of atium. Not much, only enough for several seconds but she'd quickly stashed that away. The second is... something else. A sort of dull, silvery metal, that looks like it had been prepared for Allomancy. Naturally, she decides to test it. Heading into an emptier part of the city with her new metal, swallows it, burns it...
Nothing. Frowning, she extinguishes the metal and tries it again. Still nothing. That's strange, something must be wrong. Lost in thought she drops a coin onto the ground for an anchor and burns steel for a jump and instead of the familiar, comfortable warmth of a metal burning there's a blast of heat and power inside of her...
... and anybody nearby will have the opportunity to catch a glimpse of a random girl flying in a barely-controlled arc high above the ground with a shriek of surprise, arms and legs pinwheeling wildly.]
Both
[Once the activities of a day the real business begins. Again donning her mistcloak and mask she takes off across the rooftops. While relations between the two countries seem to be calming down there's always dangers. Besides, it's a familiarity, jumping and wheeling through the air on invisible lines of force, stalking the rooftops of both cities to patrol from up above.]
Wildcard
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doomedtheworld) & OPEN What: Catch-All For May
When: All through the month
Where: Various places in both Olympia and Wyver
Warning(s): None yet. Will add warnings to threads where and if they're needed
Olympia
[Even in the short time she's been here the ocean has a sort of nearly irresistible draw for her. While the abundance of plants and flowers and life on this world are magnificent enough, nothing she's seen yet has quite compared to the sight of that endless expanse of blue stretching off farther than her eye can hope to see. So, as the festivities start in Flona Cove, she opts to attend, or at least hover at the edges of it sampling the food and drink.
She'll quickly discard one of those snowcones the second she sees somebody changing color after eating one though.]
[When she's not making her way around the beach during the day, she's making some cash down in the fight club. Her second visit to the place and her first actually stepping into the ring.
There's a ripple of laughter when she first steps up, masked and hooded to hide her face and wrapped in a grey cloak of streaming tassels, a girl her size trying to compete in a fight is not a common sight down here. That laughter didn't last after her first fight. Her opponent had come at her with a sword, the metal blade never even touching her as she Pushed and Pulled on it with her metals and the fight ended in seconds with several blows from the pair of sturdy batons she'd chosen. Two more fights go by just as quick, overwhelming opponents with her impossible speed and agility bouncing and flipping around the room and striking back with crushing hit-and-run attacks.
With her last fight done, she steps back to the edge of the ring and waits silently as the announcer gives one more call for anybody else who wants to step into the arena with "The mysterious Mistborn."]
Wyver
[The shift to warmer weather is nearly welcome to her, the temperature rising begins to feel more like the higher temperatures of home although the heavy humidity is a bit of a challenge to overcome, but she'll manage. At least the Wyver style accounts for it, and while she isn't ready to show quite as much skin as some people do around here she can at least live with keeping her shoulders bared.
Her days in Wyver are fairly ordinary, taking time to familiarize herself with the jungle city, shopping for weapons and visiting the blacksmiths for bits and scraps of metal. At some point, she can be found sitting on a high branch of one of the trees idly snacking while... reading a book on gardening of all things.]
[This month had started out with a surprise. A package that seemed to simply manifest from thin air containing a couple of items. The first she recognized instantly: a single bead of atium. Not much, only enough for several seconds but she'd quickly stashed that away. The second is... something else. A sort of dull, silvery metal, that looks like it had been prepared for Allomancy. Naturally, she decides to test it. Heading into an emptier part of the city with her new metal, swallows it, burns it...
Nothing. Frowning, she extinguishes the metal and tries it again. Still nothing. That's strange, something must be wrong. Lost in thought she drops a coin onto the ground for an anchor and burns steel for a jump and instead of the familiar, comfortable warmth of a metal burning there's a blast of heat and power inside of her...
... and anybody nearby will have the opportunity to catch a glimpse of a random girl flying in a barely-controlled arc high above the ground with a shriek of surprise, arms and legs pinwheeling wildly.]
Both
[Once the activities of a day the real business begins. Again donning her mistcloak and mask she takes off across the rooftops. While relations between the two countries seem to be calming down there's always dangers. Besides, it's a familiarity, jumping and wheeling through the air on invisible lines of force, stalking the rooftops of both cities to patrol from up above.]
Wildcard
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So she makes her decision and steps off from the spire, letting herself drop to the rooftops. As she nears the rooftop she Pulls backwards briefly, halting her descent for a second and letting her land lightly at the edge of the roof. Still a reasonable distance from her Ghost.]
Lead the way.
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[ He stops towards the mountain, overlooking a small fountain square, and waits for her to choose a place to settle. ]
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He is fast though. He doesn't move like an Allomancer but this is no ordinary man she's dealing with either.
She doesn't miss a step and when he comes to a stop, she comes to a land on the same rooftop several feet behind his back, watching expectantly.]
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Who told you your world would end?
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A man who called himself a god.
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[ Sometimes they are. Clark and Diana are both comfortable in this world, and they treat others as their equals... they very easily could decide not to. What would people like him or this young woman stand against them? Even with her power. ]