❪ event ❫ THE DESCENT: PART ONE -- the overflow.

[natha]

THE PROLOGUE     Your sleep on the night of the 15th is not a restful one, unfortunately. It’s unclear whether you are in a state of half-wakefulness, or dreaming. The voices you hear certainly sound very real. What is it, Sael? —Is everyone asleep?! Every one, yes. Sael, it appears you do not have good news to deliver...? N-No! I don’t know how it slipped past us, but there’s something powerful coming this way. Something hostile. I can barely keep the core systems online! ... I don't know what to do... I see... and we cannot protect Thesa and Alria in addition to transferring the Refugees to Olympia. This force, they waited for this moment. They knew I have been Intervening, and that I have become weak from such Interventions— ... We've been had. It cannot be helped. To save the Refugees on the Stations, we must eject the awoken unto El Nysa. My remaining energy shall go into shielding Thesa— left defenseless, every being we have saved on this station will perish... Sael, where is the ideal location for the landing? Hmm. There aren’t any people within a ten mile radius of The Outlook, and there shouldn’t be any for a few more days. I think that’s the best location right now. Very well. Instruct Zasere and Roman to begin preparations for an emergency eject. This is the only way we can save everyone. I am counting on you to ward off the enemy on the space front. The rest... is up to our Refugees. The alarms are blaring. It shouts against your eardrums, calling you to wake again. This time, you are in new pod, strapped down completely and cushioned tightly against the walls. In truth, you had no idea when you’d gone to sleep, but it is reminiscent of when you had been saved from the force of the Storm. A voice greets you when you come to, while the conversation between Darma and Sael is still fresh on your mind. Despite their voices playing like an old tune in your memory, you still know it is something that happened. Something has gone terribly wrong. You hear Darma speak, her voice loud in your head. Fellow Refugee, I wake you with regrettable news. A force equal to our own is attempting to engage Thesa, no doubt to steal the souls contained here. My energy is near depleted with this last Intervention, so I cannot send you to the grounds safely as originally intended. However, there is hope yet.This power shall instead shield Thesa and Alria — and believe in me when I swear no one shall be hurt. Your loved ones are safe with us. —Unfortunately, that is at your expense. Your descent will not be an easy one. This pod that contains you shall pierce through El Nysa's atmosphere and land you on an island west of Olympia, simply called The Outlook. Travel east. Find the West Outpost, then continue east until you find the Olympian North Gate. There is a method to this madness. You shall be sent in waves. The inhumanly strong shall be first. The parachute will soften the landing, but I am aware of all your capabilities. The first wave will survive the drop, and will work tirelessly to secure the others. Find your bearings, and ensure the safety of the second wave. They are the healers and medics. Catch their pods, ease their landings, make certain that they shall not be harmed, because you will need them for your wounds. The third wave are your strongmen. They shall help clear the debris and take people to safety, making way for the fourth wave, those can conjure magic to help. Bring everyone to a safe distance. A supply drop will follow soon after; it shall contain tents and tools that will be useful for the long night. The fifth and sixth waves are largely vulnerable humans. With your combined efforts, you shall survive this great misfortune. Forgive us, Refugee. Leave the Moons to us, my promise to you is still in tact— focus on what you can do for others like you. Helping at least two (2) Refugees will earn you one (1) Natha REP. Threads must be AC length to qualify, and can be submitted HERE by JULY 31st. THE DESCENT     FIRST WAVE. The instructions are clear. Those who are a part of the First Wave should be equipped with physical strength and fortitude to survive the drop or the power to regenerate and heal their own wounds. While the pods are already designed to cushion some of the impact, as this is the first group, it will likely to be the most jarring. In all of the waves, some of the pods will malfunction and offer no cushion at all. They will be expected to quickly find their bearings. Their mission isn’t simply just landing, after all. The first wave will be expected to help the next wave, and the wave after that. Whether through their abilities or brute strength, they will be expected to help soften the landing for those who are falling. They will also be expected to pry open hatches, carry people to safety, and to just... survive. It’s not always easy being first. SECOND WAVE. Within the next hour, it’s time for the Second Wave to make their descent. You were selected based upon your aptitude for healing and/or being able to administer first aid. Perhaps you can help the tired and weary. Maybe those who have landed have have strength, but no stamina. Either way, it may be unwise to exhaust all their abilities at once. The night is long, and you may want to conserve their energy for the next waves to come. At least you’ll have help in getting settled. THIRD WAVE. Akin to the First Wave, the Third Wave will possess some durability, and some manner of strength, making you a reliable ally. Especially in a time of crisis... Or so we hope. While the landing is tough, and some of you may need first aid. As soon as you’re all healed up, you’ll have no time to dawdle. Your help is required. “Please help those still trapped in pods. Carry those unconscious to safety. Lift debris, and rescue all you can.” May be a vague message still stuck in the back of your head. Something whispered to you while you were just waking. Well, might as well roll with it. It’s the best shot you have, after all. FOURTH WAVE. Those in the Fourth Wave, as Darma projects, were selected due to the versatility of their abilities. No one expects one man to do the same as the next. Rather, that’s precisely the point: to be different. To be able to accomplish something unique. While one individual may be blessed with powers that assist in putting out fires, another may have the ability to shield those from oncoming debris. Maybe one even has the ability to channel all of these. Regardless, it’s up to you and your quick wits to see what tasks are open. It’ll take some coordination, especially as there are more people mixing into the fray, but, you can do it, can’t you? FIFTH WAVE. If you are in the Fifth Wave it is likely that you have a specific power or ability. One that isn’t easily channeled or called upon. Or, perhaps, you were merely placed here for insurance. Whatever the case if, your expertise will presently be put to the test. Maybe you’re quite proficient in survival skills, and you’re already eyeing the supplies that were dropped between the Fourth Wave and now. Goods all ready to be salvaged. Okay, maybe some can’t, but as they say, “it’s the thought that counts.” Besides, the injured from earlier certainly need a space to rest, and camp isn’t going to make itself. Regardless, maybe you feel more comfortable joining in the efforts to assist those who still require it. Whatever it is, you are sure to find your place and use. Darma obviously held the same faith. FINAL WAVE. The Final Wave is fortunate in a variety of ways. With Thesa Station a bit more stabilized, Darma utilizes the last bit of her powers in insuring that these last remaining pods are met with the softest landing, right beside the fifth, that is. The fragility of life is nothing she is unfamiliar with, after all. Still, that isn’t to say nothing is expected of you. Most of the individuals that have dropped earlier will likely be exhausted. An hour stretched between each one, makes several hours for the first couple of waves. They'll need a place to relax. You will act as the final group of helpers. Settle into whatever role feels best for you. Are you an excellent cook? Great at rationing supplies? Perhaps, you have a secret skill in ______ that might come in handy here? Or, maybe, despite the gentler landing you still managed to get hurt. The sky's the limit, and you got this! Meanwhile, in the distant kingdom of Olympia, the Empress and her loyal subject discuss matters late into the night... I’ll have the results of that dragon toxin study ready for you soon, Your Highness. I just need a few helpers to— oh wow, is that a meteor shower? Oh yes, it appears so. How beautiful.. hehe. Let us thank Thesa for this blessing. GATHER YOUR BEARINGS     All in all, the descent lasts for nearly seven hours. After the deployment of the last wave of refugees, it’s only natural that you may be feeling pretty worn out. A. Within the remains of the pods, Refugees will find basic camping supplies such as small tents, sleeping bags, and compasses. Not all of the supplies remain intact, thanks to the impact of the crash. But, sharing resources will ensure there is enough for everyone to rest for the night. Can you really in good conscience leave that stranger next to you without shelter? B. Although you may be tired after such a life-threatening ordeal, there is still work to be done to ensure your survival. Fortunately, it works out because now there are plenty of empty hands. There are stray debris and metal parts that should be collected and disposed of. There's firewood that needs to be collected, and campfires to upkeep. The nights in the Outlook are particularly chilly, and so it will be imperative to keep warm! C. Your clothes are tattered or too bloodied to sleep on with comfortably. Fortunately, Darma thought ahead. There will be various types of clothing provided, mostly robes that resemble her own in earthy tones, all to help them camouflage you for your next big adventure. FINAL OOC NOTE     This INTRO event will be broken up into three parts! Please keep this in mind when plotting your threads/tag load. PART 3 Will be up on JULY 22ND, at 6 PM EST. We will not provide an additional CAPTCHA for this overflow. Players are advised to move threads to an overflow post on their character journals in the event this overflow gets close to CAPTCHA. These threads remain eligible for AC, AC Rewards, and REP. The NETWORK is currently down, as Sael must concentrate all of his efforts on warding off the invading force. Characters may still message each other's personal IC inboxes. Submit two (2) AC-eligible threads from this log for one (1) Natha Orbiter REP point here by JULY 31ST. 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keyleth

[zephrah]

[ original top level is here. ]

magnus

[zephrah]

YEAH, YOU KNOW. FELL FROM THE SKY IN A METAL EGG. LIKE YOU DO.

[ She looks down at the broken tree and points to it with a big rock finger. ]

WANT ME TO SMASH THIS UP INTO MANAGEABLE PIECES OR JUST HAUL IT AS IS?

taako

[chaoticlootral]

[ original top level here! ]

makoto

[chaoticlootral]

[ Apparently he doesn't look at all capable of traversing any zone without being a prime target for smooshing, which is fine with him. Taako is smug but he's not blind - he can recognize when something is absolutely dope as shit and that was some dope. ass. shit.

This isn't his first rodeo - he's been saved by dramatic motorcycle intervention before and it's still really really really cool. Jumping on immediately and throwing a fist into the air.]

Hell yes, let's fuckin' tear some shit up!

[Nevermind he can't tear anything up, he has like. Shitty cantrips left. Whatever!!!]

Jon Snow

[song_of_ice]

[Original top level here]

Asha

[song_of_ice]

[He could dance around the question or he could speak directly, as he preferred. What was the point of worrying about the same duplicity and intrigue when they were in a completely different world?

That game was long over.]

I suppose it isn't like your world. Where are you from?

Itachi Uchiha

[yourhatred]

[Continuations of threads from here only.]

Aoi

[yourhatred]

((From here.))

[Itachi doesn't consider this being helpful so much as making sure his fellow refugees are looked after. That's a part of his mission as much as everything else. The worse shape people are in, the less likely they are to succeed.

As Aoi asks about dinner, he stands.]

That depends on what I find. Are you a vegetarian?

[Hopefully not. That will take a bit longer to gather up than if he simply got them a couple small animals.]

hal emmerich

[codecs]

(( original toplevel. ))

oda sakunosuke.

[codecs]

( from here. )

[ The taste— the taste. Maybe it's just the nerves talking, but there's something so profoundly funny about the idea of being invested in the gastronomic specifics of space rabbits, so much so that Hal can't help but laugh.

God, everything is just so absurd. ]

The knife... yeah, got it. [ He holds the thing as if he fully expects it to rear up and stab him in the face. The dead rabbit, he doesn't even attempt to touch yet. ] And— ah, yeah. Not a normal 9 to 5, but a little less intense than this.

[ That's a lie, his life has always been a shitshow since square one. But he kind of misses government conspiracies and hilariously overblown villain speeches in light of these developments. ]

...What about you? What did you do?

prompto

[punshots]

( original top level )

→ demyx

[punshots]

(( from here ))

And you can call me Prompto. [ Call him that...because it's his name. ] Nice to meet you, Demyx. Even, you know, considering the circumstances.

[ At least there aren't pods dropping out of the sky anymore? ]

Do I have pictures. [ Is a duck's butt water-tight? He reaches into the pocket on the inside of his vest, pulling out a handful of photos. They're precious, but pictures are meant to be shared, so he hands them over to Demyx to check out. They're from all over Eos - scenic sights and people, a recurring foursome an evident pattern in many of them. ]

simon lewis

[bitesexual]

[ original top level here! ]

clarke griffin

[bitesexual]

[ from here. ]

That's exactly what I'm doing, actually, just— I have this thing about crowds.

[ A quick glance over Clarke's shoulder to the nearest campsite, which is... not exactly crowded, given how much space they've spread out over. Still, it isn't exactly quiet. ]

I thought I could take a walk. Get some air. Or just sit down, just— away, generally.

Zelda

[hylights]

[original top level]

Sanzo

[hylights]

((from here))

[She blows out a breath, picking up the tent cover.]

I doubt I'll become comfortable, don't worry. [Nothing about this is really a comfortable situation. Tents being the least of her concern.] I'm happy to share the tent, of course. Maybe Mipha would like to...

[Chewing her lip, she reviews the framework Sanzo has finished and begins placing the cover on it. She's not sure if the Zora princess would prefer to sleep in the open or under cover. In fact, she would probably be more comfortable sleeping in a river. It's worth asking, as Sanzo has pointed out. She doesn't want to hoard a tent to herself if others can share the space.]

Since you helped me to build it, would you like to take it in the morning? I can make do with the other supplies.

lena oxton

[quevalry]

jj

[quevalry]

(from here.)

[ It's a miracle what happens when Lena finds herself tired. She nods her head, knowing that she can't sit on her backside all day. There is still work to be done after all, even if she should take a longer break than a couple of minutes right now.

Standing up, Lena puts a hand in front of her chronal accelerator and shakes her head. ]

It's safer for me if it stays on my body. I'm used to carrying it around anyway. [ Because she needs it whenever she leaves her own home which sucks, but what can she do? There's nothing when taking it off can pose such a great risk. ]

I just need some water and a moment to breath, that's all.

mikazuki augus

[sparsity]

(continuations from over yonder.)

i;

[expendable]

All that fills Ein's mind is the screaming of the atmosphere, the shattering stillness of impact. The world is darkness and smoke and blood. The high keen of white noice pierces through him as consciousness flutters, tries to take hold. The light filtering through the spiderweb cracks of the viewport shimmers like water, leaves him dazed and half dreaming. He feels the harsh scrape of metal twisting more than he hears it, and the voice that reaches him is from the past.

"Mikazuki Augus," he murmurs, taking a slow breath before his eyes snap open, the present flooding in with the other boy's presence. Pain, dull and throbbing, registers on his face. Something wet drips from his nose and he mops it away with his sleeve without second thought, passing his tongue over where his lip split itself upon his teeth.

"Are you injured?" It's more assessment of the situation than concern, but Ein's gaze does scan over his companion for obvious signs of injury. He checks himself as well, rising to his feet as he starts to hoist himself out. Adrenaline is too high for an accurate evaluation but he finds nothing in immediate need of medical assistance. Satisfied with that, Ein turns his attention on their surroundings as he awaits what he imagines will be a brief and largely unhelpful answer.

Kazuhira Miller

[b0mbshell]

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Norba Shino

[b0mbshell]

Does that even qualify as a ship? Or just a giant uncomfortable space coffin. It sure felt kind of coffin-like to me.

[He might have passed out since his jostled so hard, but he's never dropped from space, either. That part he's not going to tell.] You got some experience. Good to know I got more people around I can ask if I ever get tossed out of the cosmos again.

Nice to meet you, Shino. Looks like you took your lumps and came out fine. [He puts a bandage over it.] This probably only needs to stay on for about an hour or so. Just to make sure it the blood has stopped.

akechi

[jurisdick]

[ original top level is here. feel free to start a new thread, too! ]

keith

[jurisdick]

That may be true.

[ he doesn't sound entirely convinced, and his expression settles back on the fire rather than keith. ]

Still, I'd at least like a better vantage point. Just in case.

[ but there are pros and cons to everything, aren't there? if he sleeps out here by the fire, he's likely to either fall in or have someone startle him, or attract god knows what. if he goes in the tent, it's colder and he's a sitting duck. there's no winning. ]

You sound awfully alert for such an hour. [ it's not accusatory, merely obesrvational, as he glances over at last. ]

rin

[demonly]

( previous top level! )

hal

[demonly]

Ya really talk like a professor, don't ya? You a teacher?

[ He doesn't mean it in a bad way at all; his twin brother is a teacher and everything too. But he's just squinting his eyes and trying to nod along because in all honesty, he has no idea what the other is talking about, as he is definitely not the philosophical type. All Rin can do is hop over to where the other is breaking open the hatch, eyes going wide at the number of wires as he sticks his head closer to get a better peek. ]

That....doesn't look like anything I can recognize.

Kara Danvers

[ex_clobbers559]

( Continued from here! )

You

[ex_clobbers559]

( One quick glances assures Kara that this girl is only shaken, not hurt. Tired as they all are, she manages a bright, warm smile when she offers her a hand. )

Not hit so much as picked it up. You're going to be just fine.

( She'll help her to her feet, and then nod toward her pod. ) There's supplies in there. I don't know if the tent will work, some have been faulty. But we should get you by a fire before the temperature drops any more.

Cayde-vodka aunt-6

[exorion]

[previously on]

Vorin

[exorion]

He's used enough to people questioning his questionable choices that Cayde doesn't feel even slightly embarrassed. He just shrugs a shoulder and gestures to the pod where it landed.

"Historically? My luck isn't too great with these things," things under his own control tend to go pretty well, but, well. "Figured it made more sense to hedge my bets and jump out in case the safety gear didn't engage."

Daenerys Targaryen

[jelmazmo]

( Continued from here!. Sorry for the wait everyone, had a family emergency for a few days. )

Claire (@nineteenfortyfive)

[jelmazmo]

( She's bruised, but thankfully less bloody than others she can see walking around. The woman nearly colliding with her had not been watching where she'd been treading, and she nearly falls back into a pile of wreckage.

Coolly, she rights herself with one palm splayed against the charred remains of someone's pod. )

No. I seek protection.

( I can't fight, in other words. Without having to give voice to them. )

You don't look well yourself, madam. Have you been on your feet long?

( She's found no protection here, but it is not in her nature to turn from a woman who may be in need. )

tiger cub in spaaaaaaaaace

[gekkajuu]

(original toplevel here)

for Ana Amari

[gekkajuu]

(cont. from here)

[Another pod; another person -... Well, perhaps not saved, but at least helped. Even Atsushi can acknowledge that there's only so much he can do, here - but he'll certainly do anything he can. Which in this case is ripping open the pod, and -...]

Of course. Allow me...

[He reaches in - and the hand he reaches in with becomes a normal arm again, just because it's slightly less intimidating, and less dangerous. To his credit (or the tiger's), he's never once accidentally clawed anyone up - but he doesn't plan to start now.]

Are you all right? Your shoulder...? [Maybe he should get in there with her to help her out? It's a little cramped, but he'd be able to offer more assistance.]

Venom

[poolhall_killer]

[Original top level here!]

For Dylas

[poolhall_killer]

[Continued from here!]

[The thought of wearing this kind of fabric makes Venom cringe. Not just from the feel, but from the sounds.]

I'm sure people from my world use similar fabrics for their tents, but I always preferred finding more durable shelter, such as a cave.

[He sighs and continues to work alone, though he doesn't mind talking while he goes. It's keeping him company, at least.]

I appreciate the offer sir, I but I think I'll be all right.

Sanzo

[smithandwesson]

[Previous Top Level Here]

For Cadderly

[smithandwesson]

..... You think?

[He couldn't help but stare with amusement at Cadderly's light headed display at the mention of food. Figures. The guy seemed like the type who would end up working himself without thinking of his own health. What was with all the martyrs in this refugee camp?]

Here.

[Reaching into the bag he was carrying he pulled out what looked to be a few slivers of cooked meet. He may not have had any special powers, but when it came to situations like this he was more than capable.]

Even trade. If I give you this what do you say you fix something up for me?

Jane Smith

[dodgingbullets]

• Thread continuations
• Original top Level > feel free to tag it here :3

WISELY

[dodgingbullets]

(cont. from here)

- -

Jane.

[She places a hand on her hip, a devilish amusement sprawled across her features.] Has anyone ever told you how much of a treat you are?

[Sometimes, she's in the mood to poke fun. And it almost always comes after she has gotten a point across.]

Sorey

[ofseraphim]

[ beep beep! original toplevel right nyaa ]

- Mikleo

[ofseraphim]

[ continued from here ]

[ At least Mikleo doesn’t deny it.

But at that worry for his health, Sorey can’t help but shake his head. Seriously, how much have they been through, and of all things, Mikleo thinks this will be his downfall? ]

What’s a little missed sleep? [ A knowing look tossed the seraph’s way. ] Have a little faith in me, Mikleo.

[ But missed sleep only accounts for tonight. Can he speak for tomorrow? Not any more than anyone else at camp can. It all remains to be seen. ]

jade harley

[witchhooded]

[ original top level here! i'm fine with more tag ins. ]

edward

[witchhooded]

[ She'd dwell on the pitching thing, but Edward changes the subject before she can talk about sports. Namely, the fact Jade knows very little about them. ]

That is pretty clever of you to suggest! Yes, I grow them up to scale. It does mean minimal damage. I can also teleport people outside of them and grow them larger once they're outside the pod!

[ It's a suggestion, is all! ] Oh, jeez I'm just talking and not even saying hello... My name is Jade! [ She goes as far as extending a hand with a wide, bucktoothed grin - if Edward chooses to take her hand, he'll find she has a confident grip, and despite her rather dainty appearance, her hand is rough with calluses. ]

aranea highwind

[ladya]

[ original top level ]

alisaie

[ladya]

[ Aranea rolls her tongue over her front teeth, contemplating the seemingly commonplace nature of Alisaie’s magic. Shaking her head, the dragoon finds the compartment that holds her inventory and begins to pull the leathers of her armor over and onto her torso. ]

Nothing quite like that. [ Bending over, she puts on her trousers, stuffing her shorts underneath. ] I’ve used potions of similar potency before. But, those were fueled by magitek.

clark kent / still accepting tag-ins

[monuments]

( Continuing from here. )
☀ The Crash Site —

[ Darma had been right; it was a rough landing. But it's nothing for a Kryptonian. When his pod crashes unto the soil, the impact is dizzying, but even with the loud ringing in his ear, he manages to punch the hatch. And the first breath of alien air is — strange. He fills his lungs with it before heaving it in a single breath, attempting to find his bearings.

The state of the crash site is already in disarray even without the next several waves to come. He can't imagine what it'll be like after, but with the way it looks, at least he knows what to expect. Clark's glasses are kept in a container in his pocket, ensuring the safety of his identity. Still strange to be "Superman" without the suit, but he has no time to dwell over that. There are people that must be saved, after all.]

WAVE ONE —
[ There are others like him here, and it's... actually pretty nice, knowing that. He's already mostly cleared out his portion of the debris, dragging his damaged pod somewhere further away from the crash side in hopes that it won't interfere with anyone. That's when he finds a deer trapped under one of the metal hatches, struggling to get free.

The metal digs into its hind legs, and Clark realizes he may not be able to do this without having someone under the hatch to hold the animal down. That's when he sees you. ] — Hey, there's a deer under here! We've got five minutes until the next wave. Let's help the guy out!


WAVES TWO-FINAL —
[ Clark is strong enough to catch whole, speeding pods, and he's thankful for that ability. He happens to catch yours this time, struggles to keep his footing as the pod drags the soles of his shoes across the dirt. Eventually, he is able to set your pod down quite gracefully compared to his own landing.

He pulls the hatch open soon after, smiling at you. He's out of breath, but he still manages a teasing tone. ] Hi there! How was the flight?


CLOSED TO BRUCE & DIANA —
[ This will be the second time Bruce will have to thank him for his handy-dandy X-Ray vision, because he manages to spot him in his pod. He's trying to get out. Diana's by his side by this point, having saved the others. Now, they're just waiting for Bruce to make it out. He looks over to her, shrugging vaguely. ] You know, if he shouts for help, he would know we would be there... But, uh, he seems — insistent, on getting out himself.

[ Clark looks down at the pod then, watching it rattle. ]

How long do you think it'll take him?

☀ First Aid —

[ The last pods have landed, and Clark is now utterly drained. Used up all his stamina for others that he hadn't considered that he may have a limit himself. Clark puts on his glasses, disguising himself as he seats himself near a fire another had made.

He's lifting his shirt up when he feels a sting — realizes that he does bleed here. Like coming off of adrenaline and shock, his body suddenly feels weak, vulnerable, but he takes off his shirt and attempts to bandage himself, not realizing that there is cut on his back as well. Has to wonder how long it'll take for it to heal now that he doesn't have the benefit of a yellow sun... ]

☀ bruce & diana.

[monuments]

( Continuing from here. )

I think he can do it, but...

[ It is easier to help him out, but Bruce has a thing called pride, and he assumes that's the thing that has him struggling to kick the hatch open instead of calling for help. Clark's ears would have picked up his voice no matter what. He feels a pang of guilt, stepping closer to help —

And of course, that's when Bruce does it — he's happy for it, honestly, because at least the man can breath now. God forbid Clark feels too guilty for letting him suffer for a second longer. He nods toward Diana; it's not exactly a two-man job, but he wants to make this the most comfortable part of his descent. ] On it, Mr. Wayne! — Oh, right, Mr. Foster.

[ He lowers himself and holds the upper part of the pod down. He's looking straight at the Amazonian. ]

I'll keep the pod steady, you pry it open?

crowley eusford

[eusford]

( previous top-level! )

The Furry and The Supreme Edgelord

[eusford]

( from here! )

[ Crowley continues to be a lowkey snake about his power level and no one is surprised. Except for maybe these two later on when they see it firsthand, but that's too far off in the future to make a fact. ]

Don't get embarrassed! [ Like that's necessary. Crowley is unhooking the belt across his chest to take off his cape. ] But, hey, if you're going to doubt yourself then I'll just take it back.

[ And he puts some distance between himself and Archer, going a little bit upstream before he's crouching down to wash off his cape. ]

A familiar, eh? How scary. [ Not even teasing, that sing-song tone of his is completely for show, however. ] I'm a vampire.