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[Day 206] Set my sail
Who: Colin, Zulf, Tris, and Tobias
Open: Closed
When: 206
Where: On the Skyway, close to Terminal territory
What: It's time to make an offering of peace... Step one is finding the Ura group, however.
Format: Action?
Warnings: None planned, will be updated
The plague may have been taken care of on the Bastion's end, but there's still something that's been bothering two residents of the Bastion. The fact of the matter was that there was another group of survivors out there. Ura survivors. Considering the recent incident between them and a group from the Bastion, however, and it's clear that careful steps need to be taken.
That's why the group gathered for this recent expedition more or less looks rather harmless, which is just as Zulf prefers it, but can still take care of themselves, which is how Colin does. All the necessary items have been packed along with them, including a set of spare clothing for Tobias just in case and some of the cure for the plague. It's been a bit of a journey, but, well... here they are. The same place that the cure recovery group once was.
Instead of his usual attire, Zulf is wearing the outfit which a couple of the group might remember from Night's funeral. It's not his preferred wear, but... it's the most Ura kind of clothing he immediately has on hand. He'll have to rectify that for later... But for now he turns to the rest of the group. "Everyone's doing alright so far?"
Open: Closed
When: 206
Where: On the Skyway, close to Terminal territory
What: It's time to make an offering of peace... Step one is finding the Ura group, however.
Format: Action?
Warnings: None planned, will be updated
The plague may have been taken care of on the Bastion's end, but there's still something that's been bothering two residents of the Bastion. The fact of the matter was that there was another group of survivors out there. Ura survivors. Considering the recent incident between them and a group from the Bastion, however, and it's clear that careful steps need to be taken.
That's why the group gathered for this recent expedition more or less looks rather harmless, which is just as Zulf prefers it, but can still take care of themselves, which is how Colin does. All the necessary items have been packed along with them, including a set of spare clothing for Tobias just in case and some of the cure for the plague. It's been a bit of a journey, but, well... here they are. The same place that the cure recovery group once was.
Instead of his usual attire, Zulf is wearing the outfit which a couple of the group might remember from Night's funeral. It's not his preferred wear, but... it's the most Ura kind of clothing he immediately has on hand. He'll have to rectify that for later... But for now he turns to the rest of the group. "Everyone's doing alright so far?"
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Zulf's hand falls away from the amulet. "That makes things easier, doesn't it?" he says quietly, perhaps a bit numb and more to himself than anything. It looks like he'll be keeping his own for the time being. He keeps speaking in Ura- partially because there's others who don't have it, partially because his mind is still clinging to it as it tries to smother the panic still boiling about inside of him. His next words are spoken a little louder. "Two weeks, then. I'll make sure the amulets are brought." Hands folding in front of one another, he gives a slight bow. "Lemaign and Jevel keep you safe and well."
And with that, he'll turn to go, muttering under his breath.
"Let's leave, please." Without a 'script' for his mind to more or less follow, he's not sure how long he can keep himself together for much longer with this large of a group.
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<... We should bring food next time. They might appreciate it. But I need to find somewhere to demorph.>
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She does purse her lips for a moment, and tug one of her breezes so that it loops from the Ura group to them. They seemed calmed down, so the threat of being attacked from behind was low, but anything interesting muttered would be brought to them.
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He turns to Zulf, and he smiles. "Come on, Zulf. Let's get you out of here, you look about ready to pass out," he says gently, putting a steadying hand on Zulf's back.
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Bugs are the worst. No contest.
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He glances at Tobias, and he grins. "I think you're good to shift back, in other words," he adds.
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"So... two weeks." That's something else he wants to bring up before anything else happens.
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