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Annexed Mod Team ([personal profile] modaccount) wrote in [community profile] annexedlogs2022-10-21 09:04 pm

Relief Log #2

I. In The Aftermath

After the mission is complete, the new recruits are invited back to Central Command for a patch-up and celebration to let loose and socialize a little bit.

The first order of business is the patching up. Anyone who was injured is welcome to go to the Hospital, if the injuries are more serious. Everyone else, those with smaller injuries like scrapes and bruises, minor cuts or burns or abrasions, are welcome to come to the Infirmary in Central Command. There will also be attendants that tell returning new recruits that if they'd like to learn a little first aid and tend to their comrades, they can also head to the Infirmary.

In the Infirmary, anyone who's not injured but shows up will be instructed in basic first aid so they can tend to their teammates and friends. Nurses will be rotating around to check in on people and make sure nothing is more serious than it looks, but generally, the new recruits will be encouraged to tend to their teammates in order to encourage group bonding.

II. A Fine Meal

On an evening a few days after the mission is complete, all the extra-universal new arrivals will be summoned to one of the large meeting rooms in the Central Command for a feast. When they arrive in the room, it is decorated with orange and brown streamers and fall iconography - bundles of twigs and dried flowers, bundles of fragrant herbs, dried pumpkins with faces and fall scenes carved into them, and other decorations. In the center of the room there is a large table laden with delicious-looking fall foods - poultry birds so large they had to have been roasted on a spit, huge roasted portobello-style mushrooms, mashed tubers, gravy, stuffing, bean casserole, candied yams, mooncakes, boiled spicy crayfish, roast herring, various types of stews ranging from traditional stew to fish stew to mushroom stew, and tons of desserts like tarte tatin, ice cream, apple crumble, pumpkin pie, and almost any other fall food you can think of.

Characters will be invited to sit around the table and feast together, while quiet music plays in the background, facilitating conversation. Some of the rebels have volunteered to keep restocking the table as people wander in and out to sit at the table and eat in rough shifts, and these volunteers will encourage characters to share things they're thankful for, things that make their lives better. All of those things that make life worth living, that make the fight worth fighting.

On a table near the door to the room, there is a stack of beautifully cloth-wrapped bento-style boxes that characters are invited to take with them. They are told by volunteers that these boxes aren't just leftovers for later, but a necessary component of the night's test of courage. They encourage characters to take one and participate, as it's a particularly bright feather in the cap of anyone who undertakes it.

III. The Skyclad Light Show

Once the feasting throughout the late afternoon and early evening is about complete, characters will be invited out into the courtyard of the Central Command for the evening's entertainment. The courtyard is essentially a small but beautiful park, with benches, patches of grass, a few ornamental trees and gardens, and plenty of places to spread out a blanket (provided by friendly volunteers!) and watch the show. And what a show it is!

Every year around this time the Skyclad take magical lights that trail behind them, and put on a spectacular light show in the sky. Streaks of vibrant color follow each hoverboard as those riding them in the sky flip, twirl, dive, and perform other feats of hoverboard artistry for the crowd below. The show goes on for about 45 minutes, with the Skyclad twisting and twirling, drawing beautiful designs against the evening sky.

Characters who really bonded with their hoverboards and took to tricks and flips and kicks after the mission would have been invited to participate, especially if they were interested in joining the Skyclad. The Skydance, as they call it, is quite highly choreographed to avoid midair collisions, all with the goal of producing something truly beautiful and ephemeral. Try not to choke!

IV. Night of Remembrance

The final tradition of the evening is a solemn remembrance of the warriors who have fallen in the fight against the Sylphid. After the Skydance, volunteers would have set up another table of those bento boxes from earlier as well as little bags containing 5 mandarin oranges, and would brief the people in small groups about the traditional Night of Remembrance. The Night of Remembrance is a really big deal among the Witches, and is a great opportunity to prove yourself if you're looking to gain respect and rise up the ranks, as it's also partially a test of courage. The tradition involves taking leftover food from the feast to the shrine at the cemetery in the Mages Sector in order to 'prepare a feast' for the dead and honor those who have fallen, and offering oranges to the fallen along the way. The food must still be at least a little warm when it's presented to the spirits. Sounds simple, right?

Once characters who wish to participate find their way to the cemetery, they will discover a couple more volunteers with a variety of lanterns. For some reason, nothing electric, battery-powered, or at all technological will work in the cemetery, and they haven't for as long as anyone can remember. Any light source must be either very old-school or magical in nature, and texting someone for help would be completely impossible. But why would you need to call someone for help?

Well, it wouldn't be a test of courage without a little danger, right? On this night, every year, the spirits in the cemetery are stirred up and come back into the land of the living. Yes, ghosts do really exist. The ghosts have a variety of temperaments - some of the ghosts are very pleasant and will chat with people for a while before accepting their orange, some are playful and mischievous and will play pranks on people coming into the cemetery (these pranks are sometimes harmless and sometimes very not-harmless), and others are angry and resentful at being dead and won't hesitate to viciously attack interlopers. Some of the more unfriendly ghosts can be calmed down with pleasantries and shows of respect, but others cannot be and will continue to attack interlopers until offered one of the oranges that they've brought.

There are two types of lanterns available: traditional lamps that are simply a candle in a glass bell that can be easily carried with a ring on the top, and magic lamps that attract spirits and appear as a glowing blue-green orb floating in a glass bell fitted with a ring for portability. People carrying traditional lamps are seen as quite brave, but those who take a magical lamp are absolute legends.

Participants will need to take a bento, some oranges, and a lantern of either variety, present the oranges to various ghosts as they make their way to a shrine on the other side of the cemetery, where they will set out the food from the bento as beautifully as possible...and don't let that food get cold, or your offering will be worthless - who wants congealed gravy and soggy stuffing?! At the shrine, they will find an assortment of delicate beaded charms attached to the branches of a large weeping willow tree. These are protected by magic, and can only be taken by someone who's completed the tradition. They will light up a different color depending on what kind of lantern the participant is carrying. These charms will provide a one-time magical boon to whoever takes them.

Characters carrying traditional lanterns will find their charms lighting up orange and these charms will, when used through the calling of a keyword by either Heba or Tian characters, summon the spirits of the dead in an area with a radius of around 50 feet to attack an enemy or group of enemies. The keyword can be set simply by speaking it to the charm. This charm can be offered to another person as a gift or kept for the character's own use, and can be used only once. If the charm has been gifted to someone, it will turn red, but will still be functional.

Characters carrying magical lanterns will find their charms lighting up blue and these charms will, when carried on a character's person, provide one resurrection from death without the loss of memory that usually comes as a side effect of resurrections. This charm can be offered to another person as a gift or kept for the character's own use, and can be used only once. If the charm has been gifted to someone, it will turn purple, but will still be functional.

Regardless of which charms are given, characters are encouraged to show them off as evidence of having participated in the Night of Remembrance. Anyone who is gifted one of these charms should be grateful, they are regarded as high-value gifts to be given only to someone you care about a great deal. Many people, regardless of whether they've earned the charms themselves or been gifted them, will attach them to their network devices to show them off.

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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-29 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ There’s the equivalent of childish disappointment when the Doctor realizes that Obi-Wan has silently thrown in the towel. But he also knows his tether partner all too well - it isn’t really over if they’re anything alike. He had instigated more than his fair share of food fights much to the displeasure of the more stiff-lipped traditional Time Lords.

’Well, thank god someone is finally acknowledging that.’ The sentence is laced with sarcasm of course. He doesn’t really mean it that way because he’s long since gotten used to it but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t appreciate it because he knows that Obi-Wan is being genuine. To show that appreciation he tries to give Obi-Wan a brief taste of what it feels like to move through time the way he used to. It’s the dichotomy of knowing it so intimately as if you could grasp it while just letting the flows of it ebb around you like sand. Sometimes, he thinks, it’s like falling through an infinite web of golden threads and clockwork.

In many ways, it might feel a lot like the Force.

The Doctor follows suit digging into his own meal and mildly flipping the book to the next page. ’It is and I haven’t. But I’ve lived long enough to dabble.’ There’s a moment of silence as he lets them both enjoy the food in front of them. ‘Clara wants her chip out.’ There’s no point in beating around the bush. Not when the Jedi would feel the distinct feelings of guilt mixed with determination surface. ]

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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-29 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
“They always find a way.” But now is hardly the time for him to launch right into a lecture about why pears are the Worst Fruit ever. He catches the look of the ghost. Actually, maybe it is. “Their taste is already so mealy - the pears, not the worms. And while I’m all for extra protein, the worms deserve better.”

He shuffles around for an extra mug that he’s brought along with the thermos full of piping hot chocolate. “Wouldn’t you rather have hot chocolate? Or an orange? Full of vitamin C.” He pauses casting a brief glance at Link as if to urge him to try and help him convince the ghost. “Not that you need that.”

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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-29 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
I’m not a fetcher. [ That’s what Nardole is for. …Or was. He wasn’t sure.

He looks towards the patient before back at her and he lets out a heaving sigh. Nobody ever fetches him a glass of water. Without so much of a word he gets up before returning a brief moment later with two glasses of water. ]


Are you a medic?
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[personal profile] nouskaiananki 2022-10-29 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
How quickly is the tech turned off/does the failure to work happen?

(I'm completely fine with Vader's cybernetic limbs not working and him having to deal with that, it's not the worse that's happened to him and I'm often mean to him. I just want to know how far he'll get.)
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Darth Vader | Star Wars

[personal profile] nouskaiananki 2022-10-29 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
II

Vader didn't (often) eat - and not in public. But that didn't mean he didn't attend the feast, despite not being able to go on the mission. He was still feeling his self-surgery, and had retreated into himself and an inner fury over the loss of his wife and daughter. That didn't mean he didn't take one of the cloth-wrapped boxes. A test of courage he felt up to and tucked one of the boxes away.


III

Vader watched the Skydance with a naked sort of envy. It's not that he can't be distracted - he could - but he keeps looking back at them. Given his desire to fly, it's not hard to imagine why he's so fascinated and what he wishes for.


IV

While he does listen, Vader doesn't hesitate to take a magic lamp. Not just because of course he must prove himself, but also for the offered reward. He does wish his lenses still had their enhanced function in order to better see in the darkness. And it only takes a moment for him to cross the threshold into the cemetery to begin his 'test'.
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IV

[personal profile] nouskaiananki 2022-10-29 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
She may be surprised to find Vader also in the cemetery. Not because a Sith wouldn't answer a 'test of courage', but because not only is Vader sitting on the dirt conversing with a ghost, but because he's removed his cybernetic limbs and his helmet as none are working. The light flickers off his deathly pale skin skeletal looking, only one ear partially present. Vader's voice is quiet enough that doesn't carry well - this is one of the friendlier ghosts however, and Vader's questions may only partially be heard due to her biology, but the ghosts answers? Those can be heard - he's asking history questions.
Edited 2022-10-29 14:26 (UTC)
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[personal profile] makemeasong 2022-10-29 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not about how bad it is, it's about caring for you, do you understand that? I may be white noise in your head, but you're not in mine! Telling me doesn't mean fussing if you're alright, it just means knowing. If I hid anything from you, God you'd be so angry.

[ Clara really doesn't know how to explain it another way. She's already told him once that she loves him, and she stops short of saying it again. Instead, she closes her eyes; when she opens them again, she's looking down at the soufflé. ]

Let's just go. I guess it doesn't really matter.
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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-29 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His mouth opens and closes for a minute before he shuts it, deflating slightly. Clara wasn't wrong. If the situations had been reversed he would have been angry - but it didn't mean he would care about her any less.

He had never extended the same level of care to himself as much as he did to the others around him whether it was physically or mentally. Whenever it came to matters that involved him, matters like this, he always preferred to skim over them. Their interaction after he had pulled Clara from the Troop came to mind and while he hadn't forgotten, he certainly hadn't spent anymore time thinking about Clara telling him that she loved him.

It was resurfacing now though. ]


No, it does. [ He hazards a step towards her closing the space between them again. ] It matters because you care about me even though you shouldn't have to. [ Even though he didn't deserve it. ] Thank you for caring for me, Clara.
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[personal profile] newmemorywhodis 2022-10-29 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Link looks from the ghost to the Doctor. "Why can't the ghost have a pear? It won't hurt them." They're already dead, presumably nothing can hurt them anymore. Not to mention, Link had already gone to the effort of running back to get one. What's the harm in letting them have it?

The ghost, meanwhile, mournfully shakes their head. They don't want hot chocolate, or oranges. They want pears. The moan, and reach once more for the pear.
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[personal profile] makemeasong 2022-10-29 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't move away again, but she does manage to blink away a tear of frustration before it falls. ]

You're welcome. I won't stop, just so you know. It's easier to just tell me, because I find out anyway.

[ Not always; he did get away with it for a while. But this time she'd been hurt and tired. She still is, and she lets out a soft breath. ]

You're definitely gonna have to sonic the soufflé
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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-30 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
That sounds like the teacher talking.

[ It's a weak attempt at trying to diffuse the situation, but he tries all the same.

Wordlessly he pulls out his sonic giving the soufflé a quick blast so that it's back to the temperature it was when it came out of the oven. ]


Did you know soufflés are tricky for the sonic too? The last thing you want is to mess with the molecular make up of the egg white and have it overheat again. Or worse. Deflate.
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III

[personal profile] nouskaiananki 2022-10-30 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ Vader was watching the dancers with a naked hunger - and envy. Especially some of the more experienced ones, even following a few to better observe them. Enough ship he didn't see Obi-Wan and walked straight into him. It wasn't especially hard - he wasn't walking fast after all, but he was heavy and sold. Vader made soft sound at the impact - part annoyance and part surprise - before grabbing at Obi-Wan to right him. ]
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II

[personal profile] nouskaiananki 2022-10-30 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Vader wasn't eating - he didn't eat in public - although he was pocketing a few thinks to drink - when he noticed some one doing the same.

"Fruit would likely store better than a custard pie."
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[personal profile] makemeasong 2022-10-30 12:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Hard to tell how good I am anymore since you hardly listen.

[ She huffs, trying to pretend it's as fine as he wants it to be as he sonics and talks. ]

It's a miracle it hasn't deflated yet. Probably breaking multiple laws of physics by not. At least we still have the cookies.

[ Clara walks back to the path again, falling in line once more with the others. ]
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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-30 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I listen. [ He's just oftentimes very selective about who and what he listens to. It's a weak rebuttal to a very strong argument. His longer strides catch up to her very quickly as he joins her in the line again. ]

We probably bought ourselves an hour. What lanterns did you want to take?

[ It's clear to him that maybe returning to a neutral subject is probably the best course of action. ]
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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-30 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Because it's an awful fruit!" It seems like the easiest - and most obvious - explanation to the Doctor. "But if you want to do that disservice to your taste buds then be my guest."

While the one sided debate is raging on, more ghosts begin to appear around them both drawn by the lanterns and the prospect of other tasty offerings.
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[personal profile] makemeasong 2022-10-30 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
If you say so.

[ He's right, she'd rather move on, and she contemplates his question. ]

Might as well go with a magic lamp, done everything else up all the way today. Why stop now? Gives us all the more reason to hurry.
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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-30 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
You mean you don't want to stay and chat with some ghosts? I imagine they have a lot to say.

[ They reach the front of the line rather quickly and he takes one of the lanterns. ]

Do you want to keep holding onto the soufflé? Would you prefer the lantern?
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I. Infirmary

[personal profile] nitashix 2022-10-30 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps 'yer the one who be needin' help," Jack blurted out, uninvited, behind Codi. The pirate greeted the woman with a wide grin, flashing his golden pirate teeth, his left hand holding on to his broken hoverboard.

The pirate was lucky to get back with very few injuries, marked with a single band aid that decorated his left cheek and a few gauzes that wrapped his left arm.

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[personal profile] makemeasong 2022-10-30 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll take the lantern, I could use a break.

[ Taking the lantern, she stands beside the Doctor and lets out a soft breath. ]

You really wanna talk to a ghost, don't you? [ She thinks normally she would want to, but she's also unsure of what a ghost might say or do. Her mind is tired. ]

We should, how many times will we actually have the chance?
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[personal profile] bentheredonethat 2022-10-30 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
It would be easy to pick up the thread of the subject she was struggling to speak towards. The teacher, the Master in Obi-Wan wanted to wait her out and let her come to the subject in her own time; it was the best way for someone to learn. But this was not the Jedi Temple, she was not his Padawan, and he could not imagine how confusing everything had to feel in her mind.

"Your family," he said the words thoughtfully. "Do you see Palpatine as your family?"

There was no judgement or expectation in his question, only genuine curiosity. Family was a concept that, as a Jedi, Obi-Wan had found himself redefining again and again as he grew within the temple. It could be as linear as blood and genetics, but there was also a psychological definition, that came from what one found from those closest to one.
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[personal profile] bentheredonethat 2022-10-30 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Try being blown up. Or rather, don't try it. I sincerely do not recommend it as an experience.

[ It is a delicate balance he is trying to strike. From what he knows of Clara, she does not tolerate coddling and will dig in all the more fiercely if she suspects someone is trying to handle her.

At the same time, he has been shot. He's been shot, tortured, blown-up, cut and burned with a lightsaber, had decking smashed down on him, it was a long list. It was a long list and Obi-Wan knew from person experience that there was always a stage one went through where the mind had to reconcile the fact that the body had been desecrated.

An unforgiving reminder of one's own mortality. Not to mention the body, especially soft tissue, tended to be wickedly vindictive when it came to aches and pains! ]


I was frequent visitor to the Healing Halls of the Temple. Couldn't ever escape fast enough.

It wasn't the worst thing to get up and move; remind my body of its capabilities rather than coddling it in bed. So long as the moving I was doing, wasn't running away from accepting the trauma I'd experienced.
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[personal profile] bentheredonethat 2022-10-30 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her voice is familiar enough and he turns towards her with a ready smile. ]

Hello, [ is as far as he gets before the smile sobers and his eyebrows draw together. ] Harley?

[ Her name is a question. Not that he is questioning her identity, but there is an energy Obi-Wan has come to associate with Harley. Slightly manic, with shades of Ventress, an edge of feral, raw confidence that usually radiates from Harley like warmth from a raging fire.

That is missing. Even though she is smiling in that infectious way he enjoys, the energy is wrong. ]
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[personal profile] twelfthsong 2022-10-30 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He remembers meeting a ghost with Clara (maybe it was this Clara, maybe it was a different Clara), but the details become fuzzy after that. No time to dwell on that now though. His eyes light up at her agreement and he grins, shifting the pastry into a more secure position. ]

So you'll do all the question bits? You're good at the questions.
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[personal profile] bentheredonethat 2022-10-30 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Lost to far away memories, shields raised to contain what he knows is probably hints of grief, Obi-Wan wasn't aware of Anakin until they run into one another. Distracted by the lights in the sky, combined with Anakin's size and bulk, Obi-Wan had been the one who started to topple over before Jedi reflexes and the hand on his arm worked together to steady him.

Looking up into Anakin's blue eyes, mind still tumbling along through the long passage of history, Obi-Wan heard himself speak before he'd consciously thought of what to say. ]


We never did make it to Aldhani, did we?

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