Re: Floor B23 - South Sector 5, Riot Zone
So, 23 had pulled Arashi off to somewhere and nowhere, and now everybody was staring at her. Sigh. This always happens. Kestrel, I have an important meeting, go sit over there for awhile. Kestrel, I have documents to steal, go do something that doesn't involve any noise. Kestrel, we're talking over her, so stop trying to practice picking my pockets. It wasn't like she'd keep anything she took, anyway. She wasn't mean. And, besides, what does handle the situation mean, anyway? Stop the workers? Get them moving? Do a dance routine?
Although they would make a very nice dance routine. Hmmm. Thirty, forty... fifty? People here, lined up together, singing down the street...
There were two other significantly awake strangers on the chariot.
Ooh.
"Oh, and hello! Who are you? I've seen most of the other 'runners before, and both of you are definitely not from Irjin's bunch. Unless, y'know, you just joined up or something, but then I would've heard of you. Or maybe if you were refugees from somewhere. Or you really just joined. Or..." Hmmm. Or, at least, she thinks she would've. Unless they were talking while she was doing Something Else, or thingy. 23 would know, but 23 was being all talky with Arashi. Like he was with Crane. And everyone.
She should complain about neglect and stuff, she should. They were supposed to be partners. That meant sharing things, right?
"...or, or, or, um. Oh! Or you're the Celestials that broke Water District a few days ago, and you popped up here to find Irjin and talk about Taking Over The Coils so we can finally Reach The Surface and stuff! Am I right?" Considering the amount of reasons she threw out, they'd had to be spontaneously-created-from-nothing for her not to be. "Unless you can't glow at people."
But then Ara and 23 were back, and Ara was looking all unhappy (23 did that to people), and he was telling her to go. Ok.
"Um... I. Ok. So, this way then?"
crackle crackle fzzzzzz pop!
Oh, that. Couldn't be good. But no reason to stop, right? Unless one of those blasts came down right in our path. Leaping, she landed softly atop the hovering chariot, raising her hands to the crowd below. Oh, well. She's seen Free do this before. It can't be too hard, right?
"Workers of the Earth! Hear me! We have a mission--to save Irjin from the menaces of a Giant Mole!" Giiiiant Mollllle! No, hush, Imm, don't giggle now. "And then we're going to take back the Earth District for our own! No more Dragons--for today, the sun rises again!" Well, actually, he normally said moon, and then he'd do that entire anima thing, but then she... didn't like how her anima looked. It made her sad, and it reminded of things, and everybody said it was kinda creepy.
So, then, she began to sing.
(It is an old song; that much is certain. Those who know Old Realm will know it, or at the least understand its wrds; it is a song of praise and wonder, and supplication to the sun. Immy certainly doesn't know it herself--but then again, she never does her songs, and everyone can feel them, anyway.)
(It is a song of clean air and water; of fresh soil and beauty; and, most of all, of unrolling fields under the eye of the sun. There are no walls here; the roof is a lie. There is nothing all around you, the empty nothing of air, and the horizon stretches into forever. What is this? She couldn't have seen these things before.)
(But maybe you have, in your hearts of hearts; maybe you've seen it, once, in a dream. Maybe it is racial memory, or genetic memory, or the last remnants of a life not-quite-washed by Lethe's waters--and you, of the Exalted, must feel it twice as strong. This is the world where your shards lived, before, and Lytek wasn't so cruel as to take it all away. Can you see? Can you possibly remember?)
(This is the surface. This is what we want. This is why we must fight--or to see it lost, forever. Who are we, to live like moles? Take up your arms, and pierce the very heavens!)
Cough. Cough. Oh, god, she hasn't sung like this forever. "Come on! Sing with me!"
(Her voice is sweet and sad and absolutely untrained, but it carries a hint of the sun.)
[OOC: You rolled 5 successes using 13d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7 ((5,7,6,2,1,1,7,1,3,9,10,1,6)). Buying 2 successes, for a total of 7. :)
Total spent: 15m, 2 wp. Personal 0/15 (7 committed, scenelongs), Peripheral 31/35 (4 committed, artifacts), WP 7/9
I figure we're marching down towards 1-2a. I think. Also, if anyone has any plans whatsoever, please, feel free. She isns't considering anything but LET'S GO FORTH right now. ^^;]
This message was last edited by the player at 09:04, Fri 07 Aug 2009.