Re: Floor B29 - Hymn of the Downtrodden
With Nanaret scouting ahead and Higura keeping the refugees (and his own thoughts) orderly, Saffron has taken the time to give emergency medical care to whoever needs it: staunching bleeding and preventing infection for those who are wounded, providing a draught of stimulant -- just enough -- to keep people alert and moving. She does not seem at all amenable to serving as a warstrider pilot, or simply too concentrated on her task to do anything more.
The hymns, however, appear to have a disturbingly calming effect upon the ordinary mortals, particularly those weakened by ill health or injuries. At least two thirds of them simply smile blissfully and stay put, or mill about the room aimlessly, or actually fall on their knees murmuring tremulous, exulting prayers to the Immaculate Dragons. Only the strongest and most determined among them remain unaffected, clutching the barbed javelin/short spears that Nanaret had pointed out. Some of them shake desperately at their fellows, yelling "snap out of it!" and "this is no time to sit still!" and a few more stir, straggling to their feet to follow Nanaret, but the rest do not move.
The same effect seems to have overtaken the majority of the rioters outside, and even some of the armored Peace Officers. The choir, the Exalts realize, is issuing a powerful compulsion on the entire populace, broadcast from unseen speakers throughout the entirety of Floor B29, encouraging them to put down their weapons and quietly accept their fate. Marching from the central sector of the residential floor, coming up behind where Third and Turtle now crouch, a procession of Immaculate acolytes and their pristine, white silk-clad Master swiftly approach the heart of the uprising.
Another figure standing rigidly among the Peace Officers, closer to the district stairs than any of the others, has a clear view of the procession. He is a head taller than most of the Peace Force, a man who appears not only armored but actually fused with his armor, a grotesque amalgam of magitech alloy and flesh. Alus Tycho (also recently and inexplicably freed from the collars' forced servitude) can see at least a dozen young Wood and Water acolytes in hempen robes accompanied by two senior monks in undyed linen and jade armaments, striding in strict formation as the Earth Dragon master leads them in song and praise:
"Be not afraid, for the Immaculate Word is Law! Obey the will of the Immaculate descendants, the Dragon-Blooded who guard your safety and protect you from wickedness! Citizens of the Coils, put down your weapons and your fears, for your peaceful cooperation is for your good and the good of all!"
The Jade Officers of the Peace Force seem unaffected, even expecting of the spectacle, and begin to order their men to fall back toward the upper levels!
OOC: Sorry, rather large post, but a lot happening at once. Also, Tycho can start posting here. :) Coming right after this, Third's post giving the floor layout and all possible options of escape he might know of. (12 successes is a lot! o.o)
This message was last edited by the GM at 22:27, Sat 29 Nov 2008.