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☇ Lightning ([personal profile] thestormishere) wrote2010-11-12 11:28 am

☈ strike #01 (action / voice)

[ Amidst the chilly but otherwise relatively nice weather, out of the forest there's suddenly evidence of several small explosions: first a blaze of light and smoke, then directly afterward an even brighter flash and what sounds suspiciously like a clap of thunder... as if a storm had struck right there despite it being reasonably clear. When the echoes die out and birds stop screaming warnings and flying away, there's only a young woman, pink-haired and severe-looking, standing near the center of the blasts.

Good day Luceti, Lightning's just arrived, and she's already killed a random deer- within the first quarter hour of her waking up here, even, although at the time she thought it was out of self-defense. The animal just came too close, and anyone who cares to investigate the disruption would soon discover Lightning first stamping out any small fires she inadvertently caused, then cautiously half-kneeling by the beast as she checks it for life. What was such a weak animal doing out by itself in the wilderness, anyway?

Several minutes later finds the very confused-but-hiding-it former-soldier - already changed into her regular clothing - finally making her presence known on the journals. Initially she just flips through the pages and listens in on what little can be heard at the time, but she does eventually speak... her tone very flat and to the point, of course. It's more of a demand than a question, really. ]


Where is this?

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Roberto eyes her for a moment, staying where he is--though his hand is settled on the hilt of his blade.]

That. [He nods to the deer. He wasn't so familiar with this worlds' wildlife, so--] I thought they seemed pretty harmless, but...

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Those explosions have put Roberto a bit on guard, but he hitches a shoulder in a shrug before dropping his hand from his sword. He opts to fold both arms across his chest instead.]

Roberto. Don't suppose you're a new arrival here?

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Roberto sighs out a breath through his nose. He should explain--damn it, why isn't Liu here? He's the strategist, he's better at conveying information. But he's here and Liu isn't, so... All right, he'll take it one step at a time.]

This is Luceti. It's a different world than yours.

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
I know because everyone here is brought from different worlds. Myself included.

[Though he was able to travel between worlds back in his, so he took it much better in the beginning than most.]

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Roberto jerks his head in the direction that he came from.]

Back there is a village. A couple hundred people, give-or-take.

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
...

[Roberto does, in fact, follow. But only because he was interrupted in his patrol and he has to go back that way to get back to it. And, offering after a moment:]

If you had any type of weapon with you, you should be able to find it in the smithy in town. All of the food and supplies are free, so you can take whatever you want.

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Our captors provide us with everything, it seems.

[Roberto reaches the edge of the trees and pauses, turning toward where he had been headed. He indicates in the direction of the plaza with his other hand.]

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[identity profile] twoyearblade.livejournal.com 2010-11-13 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm.

[With that and a nod, Roberto turns in the opposite direction, adjusting where his blade is settled and moves as though to head off and continue his patrolling.]