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ABDUCTIONS FINALE

This mini log is for the Special Quest listed on the April 2025 MANTA Board. All threads are worth 12 points.

Somewhere far out in the ocean, many days away from where the leviathans currently drift and settle, rests an "island" that can only be described as a beautiful abomination. Completely manmade, at first it looks to be an island of crystal and mist, its colors shimmering in the moonlight to give it a mystical aura. But every so often, when the mist moves and the light happens to pass through the crystal, large shadows with large fins and tails can be seen trapped within. Moving in closer will reveal even more than just crystal—large curved bones protrude here and there, but they are still placed carefully, supporting the crystals that make the island. In the front the bones arch around to look like the skeletal form of a massive whale, the tail deep into the water and a magnificent palace made of crystal and bone on its back. More bones curve around the tail with floating crystal lights illuminating the path down towards the island, the waters stained red.

Several luxury yachts are docked along the pearl studded pier, the sound of music, laughter, and other party making sounds drifting through the wind and echoing throughout the island. Inside the mansion, a number of rich, elite members of society are reveling in the ambergris wine and staring up at the numerous crystal statues of people and animals lining the walls and even hanging from the ceiling. Their eyes sparkle through the clouded haze created by the sweet fragrance that permeates throughout the building.

A stark contrast to the groans and cries that drift from deep, deep down beneath the island, where the crystal and rock form numerous dungeons and caverns housing those who were taken in for one reason or another. Whether they were arrested or kidnapped, they had been rendered unconscious and found themselves in these dungeons for the past few days, even weeks and months. Their tattoos wiped clean and stripped of their powers, the trapped are contained in all different ways: locked in barred cells, sometimes chained to the wall; locked in small isolation rooms, crystal from the walls slowly creeping closer towards them as if to swallow them; hanging in cages over tanks of water where others struggle in their water confinement. Humans, animalfolk, animals, riftfarers, and locals alike—all scattered throughout a giant dungeon and all in some process of being crystalized to become the next grand centerpiece to be put on display. It all seems hopeless…

…Until an ominous song echoes throughout the island, a sound so deep and raw that it rattles both the giant bones and those of the living. A song of no words yet sings of death and doom as the waters around the island begin to recede, making the structure suddenly sink down and slam into the ground. The seafloor, now exposed, reveals piles of bones and barely decomposed bodies of untold numbers of whales of all ages and sizes along with other remains of the victims that were once held on the island over the past few months. As the waters continue to recede and reveal the ghastly graveyard, the waters begin to rise and rise and rise to form a giant ocean wall, a massive shadow slowly passing before disappearing.

And riding at the top of those waves is a fleet of ships, Corsair and Paladin flags whipping in the wind. It is a partnership formed by the renowned Stormbringer and Royal Fortune captains, Fiona "Redbeard" O'Malley and Miranda "Wavebreaker" Thorn, both of whom are ignoring orders from the higher ups to work together, with Miranda leading the fleet through the violent tides, living up to her reputation as the "Wavebreaker". Lines are dropped, row boats surf down the wall to land on the wet sand, and people rush out towards the doomed island.



⚔️ Insignias. Due to the distance, the effects of the insignias on everyone will be lessened a little to allow cross-Armada interaction for longer periods of time. Otherwise, the effects are still active and while there may be some remedies around the mansion, it's still so new there wouldn't be too much.

🏃‍♂️‍➡️ Escape. Due to the sudden drop of the island, some doors may have broken open or sealed even tighter. Chaos will have erupted so the guards may also be scattered and confused, making escape attempts much more viable. Just be wary of the crystal golems and mechanical sentries that will be roaming through the lower dungeon.

💎 Crystallization. The crash has activated the magic system that will seek and target anything that appears living and try to fire a blast of cold air that will crystallize the area hit, similar to ice freezing over. Some fire more concentrated "goop" of crystal that will quickly solidify and start growing to encase the target.

🤖 Defense systems. Defense systems outside the island are still active. The "underwater mines" are now settled on the ground and while easy enough to avoid, some may still detonate. There are also sharkfolk mercenaries that will rush out to fight anyone they see. For those who may try to sneak through, there are some hidden entrances now made available, many of the larger crystal structures cracked to reveal ways in and out. However beware of the leeches that might attach to those not careful. They're mostly harmless, but instead of blood they will drain one's energy if not removed quickly.

⛓️ Arrests. While some may be quite happy to just stab their captors and those operating this island, taking a few back for questioning would also be worthwhile, especially since clearly a number of powerful people are here. But there are also some well-known riftfarers in the mix…

🪦 Underwater graveyard. As the tide recedes, it will reveal an underwater graveyard. Anyone rushing in to help with the rescue efforts or escaping might recognize partial or whole remains and bones of not only countless whales, but of animals and people who had been taken as well. The Captains are asking people to find and take back what they can find, whether they are remains or mementos, so that they can have a proper burial.


The raid is thorough and brutal, more and more of the island rumbling as it is gradually destroyed from within and without, ships firing cannons to chip away at the structure. However, they cannot stay forever. Once more the seafloor and the waters start to tremble as a high pitched shrill call pulses through. It's enough to knock anyone off their feet, even stun them for several seconds before there is a whisper of hundreds of voices. Voices so low and eerie, filled with a hatred that claws directly into the minds of all who are there:

"Drown."

That is the final warning before a large red eye glows from behind the waves, so large and bright it could swallow the island itself. Then the once high walls of water start to tip forward, a slow drip before it all starts to cascade downward and rush in to flood and destroy the island completely, crystal and bone shattering into oblivion.

As everything is flooded over, whales and dolphins will rush in to rescue those they can while orcas will move in to hunt down any criminals who managed to escape the first time, biting into their limbs and throwing them high into the air like toys before breaking them with their weight. The fleet of ships that had remained behind will sail in close to pick up those still stuck in the water.

It will be a long voyage home, and those who are injured or have the crystalized effects will receive immediate treatment with Eltrut able to provide more full treatment.

If you have any questions, comment here.

seawarden: (Default)

QUESTIONS

[personal profile] seawarden 2025-04-05 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Any questions you might have go here!
makoglow: (9)

Cloud Strife | FFVII

[personal profile] makoglow 2025-04-05 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Below are going to be some open and closed things to get people started and the like in regards to Cloud! Pretty short, sweet, and to the point here. If you want to plot something about recovery things, then hit me up at verthunder on both Discord and Plurk. ]
makoglow: (87)

Rescue | Closed to Tifa & Zack

[personal profile] makoglow 2025-04-05 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Cloud is located in the dungeons. He had been able to transmit that much through a staticky video feed. It's a place where there is little light and bars. Though the feed would eventually cut off as Cloud had been discovered in an attempt to escape.

There are the sentries and the golems walking around down there. Crystal seems to be slowly creeping, growing through the different cells like some kind of virus. One wrong move will alert the enemies and they will attack anyone that gets their attention.

Eventually, reaching the area that Cloud's in... The crystal has even gotten into Cloud's cell, against the back wall. The very wall that Cloud is laying against, chin down and it doesn't seem like he's even awake. He's not chained to the wall, at least, but there are chains binding both wrists and ankles. Don't be too alarmed by how roughed up he might look, but it's hard to tell from a distance. ]
makoglow: (58)

A Little Revenge | Open

[personal profile] makoglow 2025-04-05 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Zack and Tifa might have managed to get Cloud out of there and onto a ship for treatment. But Cloud is awfully stubborn. He's in no shape to leave the ship and to go "help" with some of the efforts. But that doesn't mean he's not going to try once initial treatment has been given.

People are probably still missing. He's pretty sure he's seen a lot of people and animals taken to this place. And Cloud is determined to stagger his way back to the graveyard, at least, to either snatch someone up or do as the captains have been asking. All while still dealing with his own crystallization ( which he is hiding ) and an arm in a sling. ]


Don't try to stop me.

[ Actually, no. Try to stop him. Please. ]
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Hawks | My Hero Academia | Paladin

[personal profile] velocityraptor 2025-04-05 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I. The Rescue

[ Hawks will not be pleased that he’s the one in need of rescue, but that’s the point he’s at. Anyone who’s met him, and his somewhat larger than life personality and massive wings will find him looking rather small and pathetic in comparison. With his quirk gone, he’s really a rather slight man in terms of size and positioned like he is in the cell, he looks even smaller.

Hawks has been a problem. He’s been volatile. Maybe he’s been heard screaming and kicking up a fuss and trying to divert attention from other cellmates, taking the brunt of whatever was being dished out.

He’s chained to the back wall, facing the corner of the room. Both of his hands are secured in front of him. He has cuts and bruises on the few bits of exposed skin there is, thanks to him being a total pain in the ass. Beneath his clothes, undoubtedly there are a lot more. There are some crystalizations beginning on his arms, a couple of jagged looking clumps.

Weapons, Hawks would say.

However, calling out to him, Hawks won’t react. Banging on the bars won’t get his attention either. It’s hard to feel vibrations in the cement that makes up the cell he’s in. It would take a lot of effort. They haven’t done anything about his clothes – through the holes in his jacket and shirt, one can see skin, where his wings usually are. His yellow visor is cracked, but his headphones are in place.

Hawks can’t hear a damn thing with them on, not without his wings.

It’s not until someone gets close enough to him that he’ll stiffen and call out over his shoulder, even if he could just turn his head. ]


Is that all you’ve got? [ He’s taunting his captors. ] I’ve taken worse hits when I was nothing but a fledgling!

[ That’s right. Focus on him. He’s the annoying one here. How he’s going to get out of this situation...he has no idea. He’ll think of something. He’s crafty. ]

II. Rest

[ Getting Hawks to sit still long enough to be seen for medical treatment is an ordeal because he’s annoyingly perky. Sure, his steps are completely off, he’s wobbling, but that’s because without his wings his centre of gravity is affected. He thinks he’s handling it just fine. In fact- ]

I’ve got this, let me go in there and I’ll take care of them!

[ Hawks sounds...desperate. ]

It’s my job, I can handle this. This is nothing.

[ There’s blood oozing from a cut on his forehead, and he can barely stand, but he’s been conditioned to tear himself apart for the greater good. ]

III. Wildcard

[ If you would like to hang out with him while he’s resting or recovering, maybe help with the crystalization, or drag him to get some food in him or another tattoo – all good stuff. ]
makoglow: (76)

Recovery | Open to anyone all month

[personal profile] makoglow 2025-04-05 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Once the whole ordeal is over, Cloud can be found on The Seventh Heaven likely for the rest of the month. Deliveries from him are on hold, as they likely have been for a while. His three-headed dog, Fenrir, will be by his side like some kind of sentry - silent or boofing or otherwise. It doesn't seem like the dog ( who is rather large now ) has any intention of allowing Cloud to go anywhere or do anything without an escort.

So maybe he's just "relaxing" around the ship, arm still in the sling for the time being. Or maybe Cloud is washing dishes ( the one thing that he can do that's not going to give him too many looks ) or mixing drinks. It's not really restful, but being idle is just. Not something he really cares to be. ]
octoblot: (Default)

Azul Ashengrotto | Twisted Wonderland

[personal profile] octoblot 2025-04-05 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Open and closed starters that are going to go here! If you want to plot something super specific, hit me up on plurk at [personal profile] wailords or in the Discord game channel.]
octoblot: (la voce to me)

closed to fellow abductees

[personal profile] octoblot 2025-04-05 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[The last thing that Azul remembers before having woken up in his cell was while he had been in the middle of typing up an announcement to the network for the Thornblind cure he had developed, thanks to how the day prior had seen success with it having cured Leona's own case of it. Once he had been done making the announcement, he would be picking up the potion from his workshop and then making the rounds to distribute it to anyone who needed it. Then he remembers sudden darkness and pain, and the next thing he knows he's here, sans phone, magic-pen, and even his coat. Which, very rude.

Initially in the first few days or so, Azul tries to not reflect any outward pessimism in regard to the current situation, despite having been tossed in a cell with or surrounded by others like him after he woke up here. Now, granted, he's not smiling about it or speaking in a particularly cheery tone with his fellow inmates, except whenever any of the guards come down to check on them. Then Azul is radiating his best salesman energy as he starts trying to chat up the guards with anything he can think of to offer as a deal in exchange for freedom. He is a successful businessman after all, if they want money or some other valuables he can easily get them. Or maybe it's information? Or the things he can accomplish as a mage such as being able to grant them any wish?

Sometimes he can get a guard to start considering what he has to say, before typically another guard interjects and shoves Azul hard back away from the bars and tells him to save his breath. And then they sometimes end up changing the guard that comes to check on them to one that's less likely to get suckered in for a little while, or they respond with threats or at one point outright punching him right in the mouth in an effort to get him to stop trying to talk to them, causing a split lip. Oh well. At least he ends up learning things when he does stay quiet by eavesdropping or whenever they let slip something in their words, but otherwise nothing that helps with their escape just yet. As soon as whatever guard has finished harassing them, Azul turns to whoever else is close by and sighs.]


Well. That certainly could have gone better...
Edited 2025-04-05 22:01 (UTC)
octoblot: (but they dote and swoon and fawn)

closed to leona (cw: momentary emeto mention but its octopus ink so...)

[personal profile] octoblot 2025-04-05 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Eventually, at some point after those first couple of days, Azul suddenly goes rather quiet. A little too quiet than a serial yapper like him is normally where he's sitting with his eyes closed against the wall. Sweating and breathing a little harsher than normal, but if you happen to have the same cell or one next to his, you'll quickly notice something wrong--Azul's face has suddenly started turning a peculiar shade of gray, the back of his hands turning black. Whether you call for help or try to help him out yourself, it will end up getting the guards attention eventually as they open the cell and step in to try to make him stand... except that not only does his legs not seem to be working, but Azul opens his mouth, and something spits out of his mouth onto the floor, pitch black in color.

One guard complains, the other inspects the back of Azul's hand before showing the guard something that caught his eye with that black color, and after a hushed conversation between the two of them (anyone in the same cell or close enough can make out the words "does this look like scales to you?") they are suddenly dragging Azul out of the cell and he disappears elsewhere as they don't bring him back, not even days later. Thus, when rescue finally comes, Azul is not the easiest person to find. In fact, one would be forgiven for thinking that Azul was somehow given freedom, brought to some kind of nurse on the island because they didn't want their product being defective... or maybe he died and the guards tossed his body somewhere since none of the other captives have really seen him since he suddenly started acting ill that day when the guards took him away.

Some NPC abductees that were placed close by the tanks, however, will be able to note that one of the tanks is perhaps worth investigating: specifically, the one that the guards brought in several days ago that's full of pitch black water that they've all been kind of intimidated by, because it will make random thumping noises or they have caught sight of what looks like some kind of creature thrashing around in there: there's always some kind of tentacle that tries to emerge from the top and act like whatever's in there is trying to climb out, or it will attempt to slap at or grab the guards and choke them until it gets smacked or jabbed at with a pole to force the tentacle back inside of the tank until it finally stopped trying to attack them a day or two ago.

Sure enough, there's an area of the dungeon that has cages and tanks for animals, including one that is filled to the brim with murky black water that's near impossible to see inside of, and when one attempts to step closer up to it, there's a sudden THUD in the form of a very large black and purple tentacle attempting to breach over the side from top of the tank. There's a layer of noticeable crystallization that keeps its movements stiff, however, unable to get a good grip on the outside of the tank from the creature to try to pull itself out or attempt to reach the person it can hear outside the tank... and thus after a moment, it falls limp back into the tank on its own with a loud splash and thrashing about inside, another tentacle pressed against the glass trying to break it but to no avail. It will keep doing this regardless of whoever comes near the tank, whatever's in there is clearly pissed off and not eager to allow others to come near them...

At least, until he hears someone he can recognize, that is.]
telepathicignorance: (CryRub)

Rescue

[personal profile] telepathicignorance 2025-04-05 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
(It takes them a moment to realize who's in the cell. Without their telepathy, they might not have recognized him at all.)

Hawks!

(He won't hear them, of course.

He might feel it, the weird mild psychic drone that seems to accompany them so much of the time. It's sharper now, fear and rage dominating their mind.

He can't hear, they realize. He can't really see either, facing the back wall like that. They move to his side and cup his face, gently turning his head to look at them and mouth 'IT'S OKAY. RESCUE' as clearly and obviously as they can manage before letting go and moving back behind him again so they can pick the locks on his shackles.)
velocityraptor: Credit recadreuse (Hawks 22)

[personal profile] velocityraptor 2025-04-05 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hawks' abilities are largely tied to his quirk and being without it, he doesn't pick up on them as much as he probably should. There isn't nothing there, but he has nothing to exert control over, not without his feathers.

His quipping got him a gentle touch instead of a strike and it's all he can do not to flinch away from their touch.

Hawks doesn't struggle and when he's not boasting, his voice lowers to a far more normal volume. He's been deafened before. ]


If you slide my headphones down, I'll hear you. [ Hawks offers even though he's been a bit cagey explaining exactly how everything works. It's just the way he's chained up, he couldn't do anything about it. ]

I'm not gonna lie, I'm kind of glad to see you, I didn't have a plan yet.
thearchangel: (REAPER NOISES in the bg)

Garrus Vakarian | Mass Effect | Paladin

[personal profile] thearchangel 2025-04-05 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Open and closed prompts below! I'm down for plotting on plurk @ [plurk.com profile] redfirelight, or at my tl here! ]
octoblot: (to those poor unfortunate souls)

open to everyone after rescue

[personal profile] octoblot 2025-04-05 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's not an easy endeavor, but Azul does get rescued and brought back to Eltrut to recover once he's been cleared to be elsewhere other than a hospital ward to deal with his injuries or the crystallization. Initially, he tries to reject any attempts at visitors, either because he's passed out in an uneasy sleep, or he's trying to sleep, the room darkened significantly with any curtains drawn tightly closed and Azul hidden under many layers of blankets drawn tightly around him. Anyone who insists on coming in during this time will probably not be warmly welcomed.

But after about a day or two of letting himself be miserable, he appears to do a complete 180: suddenly, visitors are welcomed in to visit him if they want to, and he acts as if he's already happy to work and move on with his life here, at least once he's able to walk well enough again: the crystallization in his octomer form had not prevented him from being able to shift back to human form, but the crystallization had affected his legs regardless and while it has been dealt with, walking will definitely require his cane for at least another few days if he tries to go anywhere.

Anyone who tries to stop by and visit him around this time will find him sitting in a chair at a table with several papers in hand that he's reading or writing down on, typing up a new announcement to make about the Thornblind cure since he didn't have a chance to do so weeks ago, and making texts or calls to whichever clients he had been in the process of making anything for before his abduction, all in all acting as if nothing happened at all other than a momentary setback...]


[ooc: I forgot to mention it in the very top header, but if if anyone on the log wants to have had an unsuccessful encounter with angry injured octomer in the tank before he got rescued, lmk and we can thread it out in another closed starter for our characters, or it can be mentioned here in some fashion, just hit me up and we'll figure something out]
Edited 2025-04-05 23:16 (UTC)
brokenlight: ((128) But then it stopped)

[personal profile] brokenlight 2025-04-05 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Cloud.

[Enjoy the scolding tone from the sixteen-year-old. He couldn't help much with the actual recovery efforts, but he has been checking on Cloud here and there when he can. He doesn't want to crowd the older man too much, so he's been giving him some space.

Until he sees that Cloud is still just...doing things. Keeping his hands busy.

Ventus understands it, but the guy just went through a whole abduction!]
thearchangel: (Seconds to live.)

Rescue | closed to Crew

[personal profile] thearchangel 2025-04-05 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's been a bad time.]

[Probably an understatement, but what are you going to do? From getting his teeth metaphorically kicked in, to waking up in custody, to... whatever the hell they did to remove his tattoo. Not the clan markings. No, as much as it would have been awful to have those removed, it wasn't potentially life threatening.]

[Having the one that allowed him to actually survive in this world taken off? No, that's worse. Surviving on water and stubbornness isn't great for recovering from injury. There's splotches of dried blue crusted all over the cell. Marring the crystals jutting out of walls and floor.]

[It started creeping up his wounded leg the other day. The one wrenched the wrong way in the fight. Maybe even fractured for all he can tell. Trying to peel the crystal off only resulted in peeling off bits of scale. Smashing it wasn't an option. So, in the interest of conserving energy, that was abandoned for dozing off and on.]

[Which means once all hell starts to break loose, he's still conscious. And trying once again to smash the crystal restraining him off. Unless someone else manages to get into the cell before he's able to.]
Edited 2025-04-06 00:10 (UTC)
brokenlight: ((208) All the bridges that I've found)

II

[personal profile] brokenlight 2025-04-05 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
You can barely stand!

[Ventus carefully holds him back.]

You're going to do more bad than good in the state you're in.

[He means it nicely. But. Yeah. Hawks is in no condition to move right now.]
thearchangel: (Grab your gun)

Escape | OTA

[personal profile] thearchangel 2025-04-05 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Somebody gave him a crossbow.]

[It's not a gun - his weapons are back at his apartment. But it'll do. Despite the injuries, despite the fact he's exhausted, hobbling through the halls, there are people who are worse off. There are people to help get out. Granted, he won't last very long. The fatigue and pain are creeping in hard, the crystal still wrapped around his leg still digging in, but it's the principle of the thing.]

[If he is assisting anyone, or working with someone, Garrus tends to insist on going first. In this case, it means a sharkfolk merc suddenly sprouts a crossbow bolt out of one eye, before he lowers the shaking weapon.]


Okay. Let's go... Keep moving. Don't know how long we've got.

[Ignore the hoarse echo in his voice, he's fine, he's going to get people out so help him.]
velocityraptor: Credit recadreuse (pro heroes 054)

[personal profile] velocityraptor 2025-04-06 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's so much easier to see that he's not a big imposing figure without the wings. Among heroes he's downright tiny, and aside from his poor balance he's not physically that strong. He could be outmatched. It's one of his weaknesses, so someone like Ventus who is not without combat training can probably hold him back pretty decently. ]

I can stand! My balance is just messed up, my legs are fine though.

[ Are they? He thinks so, but he hasn't sat still long enough for anyone to look him over.

Some might call him stubborn. He prefers tenacious. ]
sunsetking: (060)

[personal profile] sunsetking 2025-04-06 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[It had been a pain in the ass to search for Azul. While Leona could easily brush it off as leaving the octomer to his own devices, the fact that he's heard word of him being one of the abducted is almost enough to send Leona into a foul mood. Really, there's no reason for him to go through all these lengths to search for him. He's sure Azul's got plenty of suckers willing to go help him if it comes down to it.

On the other hand, the lion feels indebted to him since he did make a cure for the stupid sickness.

Once he's found a way in, Leona took care of the guards quickly. He's not particularly in the mood. He's putting in way too much effort into this--more than he'd ever care to. The last time he did this much work was when they were all involved in endless battles against Phantoms just because the radish sprout decided trying to "remake" the world or whatever nonsense was the best way to go at it. Seriously. Chasing after ghosts isn't healthy and that's coming from him. But again. Not his problem. Idia's got his problems and he's got his own. Like finding Azul.

The abductees that he ran into (and freed) gave him important information once he's tracked down Azul's scent to this part. Ah. That makes sense. His potion must've worn off, so they had to place him in a tank.

As he draws closer, he hears it. A thud. The familiar smell of ink making his nose wrinkle. Great. He doesn't have the octo-punk's potions on him either to revert him to his human form either.]


Oi, octo-punk.

[He growls out.]
brokenlight: ((437))

[personal profile] brokenlight 2025-04-06 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
They don't look fine.

[Ventus forces Hawks to sit, using a Cure spell to at least stop the bleeding. To Hawks, it might feel like a wave of cool water flows over him.]

They need to finish looking you over.

[Don't make him knock you out.]
thearchangel: (Here we go again.)

Recovery | OTA

[personal profile] thearchangel 2025-04-06 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[This fool of a man lasted about five minutes after reaching the relative safety of the rescue ship (whichever it may be), before falling flat on his face (metaphorically). And does not wake up until they make it back to Elrut again. The biggest problems being the crystals latched onto his left, injured leg, a nasty injury to the side of his head...]

[And, well, the missing tattoo - the arrival one. The one letting him actually eat and drink in this world. That, at least, seems to have been replaced pretty quickly, otherwise his crew would have to look into placing an advertisement for a new member.]

[Early recovery is a lot of semi-conscious rest and probably a lot of what passes for protein shakes in this place. Likely in whichever area most of the rescued Riftfarers are being treated. He'll be good, for the most part, unless someone gets pain medication into him. Then, he's clearly fine - clearly fine and attempting to shove himself upright again like a drunken giraffe.]

[Yeah, he does that.]

[Later, once his head has cleared, he's snagged a crutch that's too short, but bound and determined to report to someone about what happened before it's all faded away. It's important to relay the information, after all.]
telepathicignorance: (SIGH)

[personal profile] telepathicignorance 2025-04-06 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
(And well, they weren't sure of whether they should just yet but he did ask. They'll reach up and carefully slide his headphones off-

The noise is immediate. Shouts. Screams. The crash of things breaking. People and animals and people who are like animals fighting. The death song of the whales, strong enough its hum vibrates the walls, an eerie and ominous backdrop to it all warning of the fate that would soon befall this accursed place and many of those who profited from it.)


Took a while to notice you were gone with the way you've been avoiding me.

(They manage to free his hands.)
velocityraptor: Credit recadreuse (pro heroes 064)

[personal profile] velocityraptor 2025-04-06 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
It doesn't really matter when I can fly everywhere-

[ Oh. Right. He can't. They washed his tattoo away and so his quirk is out of commission. He still has some bird-like traits, even with the wings gone. He's not happy about that. He's pretty attached to them. ]

Okay, fine. [ He's sitting. He's sitting. The Cure spell is...interesting. It's not unlike other healing quirks. ]

I'll let someone look me over. [ He rubs at his exposed ears, his headphones are around his neck. Everything is just so quiet. It's weird. ]
velocityraptor: Credit recadreuse (pro heroes 059)

[personal profile] velocityraptor 2025-04-06 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ All of the noise is a bit of a shock and yet it's still far more muted than he's used to. He's painfully aware that most of his senses right now are completely dulled without his quirk at play.

The noise makes him want to help. ]


I'm- [ Hawks scoffs lightly. ] I'm not avoiding you! [ Yes, yes he was and he knew it. Their reaction to what he said worried him and he internalized it as him making Chris uncomfortable. That was not a good thing to do. ]

I was trying to gather information, this mission just isn't going like I thought it would.

[ What kind of a person would charge headlong into danger without back up? Hawks. All the time. ]
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[personal profile] octoblot 2025-04-06 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
[The thrashing and splashing suddenly stops, and for a moment, everything goes quiet.

And then, after a long moment, a hand appears and places itself against his side of the glass. His face and upper half isn't visible yet because of just how much ink has clouded the water, but...]


... Leona-san?

[Its hard to hear it very well, what with being underwater and a layer of glass between them, but it's still just audible enough to tell that it's Azul calling out, trying to confirm it is in fact Leona. After all, who the hell else would call him "octopunk" here?]

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