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[It's one thing to summon an elemental and fight with it, it's a complete other thing to actually be good at that. Not that Flynn is bad at it exactly, but he no longer has anyone to help him, and fighting alone is different than fighting with everyone else. So he can be found in a room with a bunch of water moving it around in various ways.]
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[It's one thing to summon an elemental and fight with it, it's a complete other thing to actually be good at that. Not that Flynn is bad at it exactly, but he no longer has anyone to help him, and fighting alone is different than fighting with everyone else. So he can be found in a room with a bunch of water moving it around in various ways.]
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1) // ACTION //

[Flynn is in the infirmary after his exertion during the previous mission. Despite everything, he actually doesn't have any major injuries. He was just dehydrated slightly and exhausted. He wakes up the next day, and spends it staring at the ceiling silently unless of course, someone were to come see him.]

2) // JOURNAL //

[Posted to his personal journal, but still publicly accessible.]

Conor is an idiot. I always assumed he had thought everything through, it's what leaders should do.

This proved that he didn't. He was so sold on an instant fix that he was willing to throw his life away on a gamble. A gamble which would push the world even further from his dream.

I get it now, that's what it is, a dream. There is no way the world will become that within our lifetimes. It's not possible. And even if it was, it's unnatural.

But I don't know what to do now. So I'll stay here, and see more of the world today. Then I'll decide what to do.
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1) // ACTION //

[Flynn is in the infirmary after his exertion during the previous mission. Despite everything, he actually doesn't have any major injuries. He was just dehydrated slightly and exhausted. He wakes up the next day, and spends it staring at the ceiling silently unless of course, someone were to come see him.]

2) // JOURNAL //

[Posted to his personal journal, but still publicly accessible.]

Conor is an idiot. I always assumed he had thought everything through, it's what leaders should do.

This proved that he didn't. He was so sold on an instant fix that he was willing to throw his life away on a gamble. A gamble which would push the world even further from his dream.

I get it now, that's what it is, a dream. There is no way the world will become that within our lifetimes. It's not possible. And even if it was, it's unnatural.

But I don't know what to do now. So I'll stay here, and see more of the world today. Then I'll decide what to do.
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If you're looking for the hero that-almost-wasn't today, you'll find in medical ward.

Kensuke lays awake and stares at the ceiling for a long time, the weight of what happened today crushing down upon him. Sure, he had been in other battles before, but he had never stared death in the face like he did this time...
Aside from the heat exhaustion, and battered shoulders, his emotions where still in a state of shock. Kensuke was unsure what to think or feel after a day like that. HE knew he had done his job, albeit he had not done well, the Angel had still been defeated.

That's what was most important right?
The protection of everyone.
The Angel's defeat.

He rolled over and closed his eyes, trying not to left those moments in the lava play through his mind anymore. He needed a distraction, anything to take his mind of those flashes of memory he had long since banished from his mind.
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If you're looking for the hero that-almost-wasn't today, you'll find in medical ward.

Kensuke lays awake and stares at the ceiling for a long time, the weight of what happened today crushing down upon him. Sure, he had been in other battles before, but he had never stared death in the face like he did this time...
Aside from the heat exhaustion, and battered shoulders, his emotions where still in a state of shock. Kensuke was unsure what to think or feel after a day like that. HE knew he had done his job, albeit he had not done well, the Angel had still been defeated.

That's what was most important right?
The protection of everyone.
The Angel's defeat.

He rolled over and closed his eyes, trying not to left those moments in the lava play through his mind anymore. He needed a distraction, anything to take his mind of those flashes of memory he had long since banished from his mind.
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1) Forget about the battles for a little bit. if you're lucky you might see Kensuke running down the halls, decked out in camoflage pants, and carrying airsoft rifels. Thought he isn't shooting anymore, he looks quite focused on his 'mission' (which of course was more like a game than anything) You might catch him jumping up from around corners in ambush, or fall to enemies that exist only in his mind. Sending bombardments of plastic pellets at inanimate objects, and making pretend explosion noises with his mouth.

2) Later you might find Kensuke in a make shift tent set up under some trees in an Atrium. Thought a little saddened by his inability to build a fire, he drinks hot tea from a thermos and sighs from time to time, obviously lost in thought. Unlike last month, he doesn't seem sad, or even melancholy, just content, and thoughtful as he sits quietly.
[identity profile] my-time2-shine.livejournal.com
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1) Forget about the battles for a little bit. if you're lucky you might see Kensuke running down the halls, decked out in camoflage pants, and carrying airsoft rifels. Thought he isn't shooting anymore, he looks quite focused on his 'mission' (which of course was more like a game than anything) You might catch him jumping up from around corners in ambush, or fall to enemies that exist only in his mind. Sending bombardments of plastic pellets at inanimate objects, and making pretend explosion noises with his mouth.

2) Later you might find Kensuke in a make shift tent set up under some trees in an Atrium. Thought a little saddened by his inability to build a fire, he drinks hot tea from a thermos and sighs from time to time, obviously lost in thought. Unlike last month, he doesn't seem sad, or even melancholy, just content, and thoughtful as he sits quietly.
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On the top floor of the observation deck, under the glass ceiling, Adette lays on the floor and looks up. Wrapped in her big red coat, and fur hat, pillowed on her quilt and warmed only by the Vodka she was sipping. Her eyes transfixed on the snow as it fell from the endless grey heavens,  and painted everything white. Despite the shielding of the observation deck, the cold outside was so intense it could not be kept out entirely. The floor was very cold, and the air was crisp and frigid.
But Adette just seems happy as a clam, or rather, as happy as a Siberian girl in a snow storm. She hummed old songs to herself, and sometimes broke into old forgotten songs while she drinks alone.
Though shes gone out of her way to be as far away from everyone else, she's in a lovely and nostalgic mood.
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On the top floor of the observation deck, under the glass ceiling, Adette lays on the floor and looks up. Wrapped in her big red coat, and fur hat, pillowed on her quilt and warmed only by the Vodka she was sipping. Her eyes transfixed on the snow as it fell from the endless grey heavens,  and painted everything white. Despite the shielding of the observation deck, the cold outside was so intense it could not be kept out entirely. The floor was very cold, and the air was crisp and frigid.
But Adette just seems happy as a clam, or rather, as happy as a Siberian girl in a snow storm. She hummed old songs to herself, and sometimes broke into old forgotten songs while she drinks alone.
Though shes gone out of her way to be as far away from everyone else, she's in a lovely and nostalgic mood.
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[The surviving captured Disciple of Baphomet is in the brig and has been since the fight with them a week ago. He seems rather resigned. He eats and sleeps and exercises but doesn't do much else. He hasn't tried to escape, nor has he really complained.]

((OOC: Feel free to time your posts at any point after this log: warning: the log contains a somewhat graphic suicide.))
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[The surviving captured Disciple of Baphomet is in the brig and has been since the fight with them a week ago. He seems rather resigned. He eats and sleeps and exercises but doesn't do much else. He hasn't tried to escape, nor has he really complained.]

((OOC: Feel free to time your posts at any point after this log: warning: the log contains a somewhat graphic suicide.))
srwuga_mods: (NPC - Ayame Jin)
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Who: Ayame Jin, Josh Radcliffe, Werter Wolf, the two captured Cultists
What: Interrogation and medical stuff
When: Immediately following the mission "Light, Stars, Spirit and Snow"
Warnings: Suicide.

Ayame is not a fun mistress )
srwuga_mods: (NPC - Ayame Jin)
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Who: Ayame Jin, Josh Radcliffe, Werter Wolf, the two captured Cultists
What: Interrogation and medical stuff
When: Immediately following the mission "Light, Stars, Spirit and Snow"
Warnings: Suicide.

Ayame is not a fun mistress )

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