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Claire "Lightning" Farron ([personal profile] pauldron) wrote in [community profile] felldenlogs2019-10-07 04:32 pm

(OPEN) The Gathering Storm

WHO: Lightning and anyone!
WHAT: Trying to salvage what can be salvaged, and gathering what can be gathered.
WHERE: Kyst, farms in Moon territory, and forests anywhere.
WHEN: Oct.8th - Oct.21st
WARNINGS: Rotten food and likely animal death (hunting context).


Kyst
[Kyst is bedecked in orange and green, red and black. Banners hang from doorways and balconies, the deep colors of All Hallow's Eve having changed the city's look entirely. The mood in the streets is festive, children celebrating and the adults in high spirits as they prepare for the colder months to come.

"No, no, no! This is all wrong!"

At least, so long as one stays out of the east markets. The normal hustle and bustle has been replaced by something a little more frantic, every seller that once sold fruits and vegetables scrambling through their stalls, their voices pitched high as they call back and forth between one another. It's at one of these stalls that Lightning can be found, knife in one hand and what was once a firm apple in the other. The merchant who owns the stall, hands on his head, stares at it.

"How can this be happening?! How many apples is this?!]


Fifteen. They're all like this.

["Try another! You--" Grabbing another apple and a knife, he forces them into the hands of anyone unlucky enough to be walking near enough to grab. "Help us! Sort through anything that's not rotten and--Em!" He turns, calling after his teenage helper, "Bring out the other barrel! We have to sort through all of it!"

And then he's gone, darting off to go deal with something else. Lightning's still frowning at the apple in her hands, the once firm cream flesh turned to brown mush. Food doesn't rot this fast, does it? If the apple in the newcomer's hand is anything like hers, anything like the rest of the poor merchant's stall, then that's the norm here.

This...isn't good.]


Moon
[As the days go by, the situation only gets worse. What was left of the harvest has all but rotted by now, but what's left in the fields is no better. The farms within Moon territory are scrambling, trying to save what they can, and it's all hands on deck. Lightning has been here before, helped to protect this farm before the Harvest, so the owner knows her. It's why he's fine with leaving her giving orders to a group of farmhands, and anyone unlucky enough to have come by this way.]

Rotten wheat over there, good wheat towards the silos!

[Over there being in a big pile left in a large patch of freshly turned mud. Lightning's got her hair tied back, a red scarf wound around her mouth and nose. The farmhands, their masks and gloves tied tight around their own faces and hands, dump once golden and now blackened wheat into the pile before they scramble back. Lightning holds up a hand, flames dancing to life in her palm before she lets it fly and--

The whole pile goes up in flames. It does nothing for the smell, smoke mixing with rot, and Lightning tucks her scarf up a little higher on her face. Her eyes are hard as she turns to the nearest farmhand.]


Bring the next batch!

[Help out or stay out of the way. She's going to be busy for a while.]

Wilds
[The situation is getting worse by the day. As the farm workers and merchants scramble to salvage what they can, as the cooks and bakers hurry to preserve what they can, Lightning is taking a different approach. Putting her in a kitchen would be a pure disaster, plain and simple, but hunting? Hunting she can do. Not as well as Fang, and she's not the most subtle woman in this world, but meat is meat. It's the best option they've got.

It's why she's out here, probably lost and definitely not where she started, crouched in a copse of trees with her deep blue cloak drawn tight around her and her sword in hand. Across the way? A deer nosing through the undergrowth for choice morsels to eat. It hasn't seemed to notice Lightning's presence, but the approach of another person will certainly set it off. As it is, any rustle of brush or snap of twig will turn three heads towards the noise; the deer, Lightning, and Lightning's accompanying spirit, though the latter is clearly the most relaxed of the three. Join them in the hunt? Spook the deer off to save it from the wrong side of the dinner table? Totally your call.]


(ooc: Lightning will be on patrol in Kyst and various locations in Moon for Week 2, so feel free to hit her up anywhere there, or hit me on Plurk ([plurk.com profile] saratogaroad) and we can work out a custom starter!)
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-10-26 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, that's right! ( right down to the greens, even. finally, something to get genuinely pumped about! )

Back home there's a couple farms where you can rent them even, but, uh— ( there's a slight curl of his lip as he hesitates... ) You're not going to tell me they pull daggers out from behind their wings or something, are you?
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-10-29 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
( honestly, it felt pretty good to hear her laugh like that, even if it was half-concealed by a snort. she usually seemed quite serious so seeing her loosen up made noct feel more at ease, too.
at least, for all of five seconds as he listened to her next question. )


Shiva... yeah— Bahamut too. They're— sort of like gods, I guess you could say. ( of all the places that prophecies might have followed him to... ) First time I've heard of an Odin, though.

But there are Six of them. Sometimes we call them Astrals... ( there's some hesitation in his tone, as he casts her a sidelong glance, wondering what they meant to her. )
cxivth: (:T)

yikes, so sorry i fell off the face of the earth for awhile......

[personal profile] cxivth 2019-11-12 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
Eidolons, huh... ( 'help make up their minds?' noct wasn't entirely sure what that could mean but... he supposed it could go either way. it was a little hard to imagine titan being helpful though, unless a giant foot to the face was what a 'l'Cie' needed at the time... )

Some people could, yeah. ( seemed he was doing a little side-stepping of his own with that answer. following it up after a brief pause with a little more information... ) Really just— the Oracle or someone from the royal bloodline, though. Not just anyone... They had to be able to convene with them, form a covenant— something like that.

( but moving on, coughcough— )

Never heard of a l'Cie though. That something similar?
Edited 2019-11-12 07:24 (UTC)
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-11-13 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
( being out in the open now, noctis takes the chance to do a sweep of the area, just to make sure there's nothing looming in the immediate area. months on the open road had sort of... ingrained it into him, you could say. what draws his gaze back to lightning is that quick "we" that he catches, however. )

A pact sworn in blood, sure.

( but there's something slightly bitter in tone as he repeats her choice of words. )

The blood of whoever's lucky enough for them to be testing, I guess.

( the blood of his friends, his own... maybe even luna's... )

So those friends of yours— ( the ones that could apparently summon the glacian and the draconian— ) they were uh, l'Cie then, right?

( and there's just something about the way he asks, or maybe it's the look that he gives her while he says it... that almost seems to tack on a 'and you, too?'
someone chosen by a 'fal'Cie'... gods, perhaps? )
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-11-15 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
( six, was it? figures.
noct squints just slightly at her unfamiliar terms, but thinks he just might have it figured out enough to ask— )


So wait, are the fal'Cie like gods? Are you saying you guys chose to punch gods in the face instead of just bending to their will?

( he lets that hang in the air for a little while to digest. eventually following it up with what seems to be almost an afterthought... )

Because that's a plan I could get behind.

( not to mention it seemed to play all too well off of their current situation... )
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-11-17 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
( like the faction leaders... right. those guys. no wonder she seemed to be able to approach all of this with the practiced patience of a veteran— it apparently wasn't a far cry off of the bullshit she'd already faced, from the sounds of it. )

Not just here— sounds like it's that way in a lot of places. ( back on eos, too. oh, was that blasphemous? whoops. ) I don't remember Titan being too happy when he invited my friends and I to come down and visit with him. Though he asked for those hits...

( at least, he thinks titan did.
wait, did he just...? eyes widening like he'd just let a cat out of the proverbial bag, he could only think to follow up his sudden revelation with a— )
Uh...
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-11-18 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah... brains, bones— and just about everything in between.

( the headache had been especially bad, at the time.
but hey, at least she wasn't calling him out on his ties to the six. yet, at least. noctis seems happy to keep the conversation rolling along to avoid further explanation there though...
there just may have been a slight skip in his step at that appraising look she cast his way, though. )


Wouldn't have been able to come out in one piece if it hadn't been for the guys. ( the empire had played its part too mind you but... well, minor details. )

Funny how even a two-handed sword can look like a toothpick when you're using it against a foot the size of a trailer truck. His way of "testing" us— ( which is complete with air quotes and all— ) less about helping us make up our minds, and leaning more towards "proving your worth" I guess.

( and just a brief pause, before he tacks on a curious— ) So you knew him too, eh?
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-11-20 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
( being addressed like that in a place like this might just have him blowing a gasket anyway— and there was no hammerhead in this world to roll him into for a quick fix. )

Sounds about right, yeah.

( his cogs don't quite turn as quickly as hers do, and when she voices that last part, noct's head tilts to the head just slightly as though he's trying to piece together the an answer for her. but unfortunately— )

I'm not sure what it could mean but, maybe its no coincidence that the two of us wound up in this situation, either, then.

( truth be told, he hadn't asked anyone about chocobos yet... or divine tests, for that matter.
ah, but more importantly, at the top of a small incline he looks ahead. )


Oh, hey— isn't that...? ( the farm they'd set out for? )
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[personal profile] cxivth 2019-11-25 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
( he had more questions. plenty more, but the state of the land they arrived on smacked him back into their grim reality. )

So much for the plan to help replenish their stock...

( there wasn't even much point in announcing their presence, with the state the workers were in. noctis cringed— the smell of rot finding him even all the way out here. ) No going back empty-handed, right?

( so, plan b it was. there's a glance in lightning's direction before he tilts his head in the towards the treeline on the opposite side of the land— )

Figure that's as good a place as any to start?