abraxaslogs | out into the unknown (march catch-all)

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out into the unknown (march catch-all)

Who: Thancred Waters & others
When: Throughout March
Where: Thorne & the Horizon
What: Eclipse stuff, quest stuff, Horizon stuff, anything and everything.
Warnings: Will add if something comes up.

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[ It's close to pitch darkness when Thancred sets out from the castle, his gunblade at his back and the light-emitting ring from the summit on his left hand. Who would have thought when he got the silly consolation prize that it would actually turn out to be useful? Surely there are mages who can create light in other ways, but this is what he has to work with and he won't squander it.

The blackened sky overhead is far too close to the Final Days for comfort, and while there is not debris and hellfire raining from the sky, nor have there been any reports of people turning into blasphemies thus far, it's impossible to not feel as if it's all followed him, somehow.

Which is perhaps why he's determined to set out and help those people who are stranded. Regardless of his wariness toward the royal family and high mage of Thorne, the citizens should hardly be lumped into that suspicion, and he would like to provide any aid to them that he can. It helps him to take action in moments like this, to avoid any sort of unnecessary catastrophizing. He'll feel better if he can do something.

After dealing with the chaos that befell Thavnair in particular, he feels rather experienced in managing crises such as this.

Traversing outside the castle and the town in such darkness makes the travel slow-going, but he keeps his ears peeled for any sign of people in distress or calling for help. He's thankfully not alone either, having encountered another concerned Summoned back at the castle gates. It makes far more sense for them to work together and thus they decided to partner up. Thancred sends Rhy a glance, only barely able to make out his face in the darkness. ]

Bandits and monsters alike may take advantage of this situation. Keep your guard up.

[imagine wanda's dismay when her venture into someone else's domain (an act out of sheer curiosity, having entirely nothing to do with any nefarious want from her behalf) consists of getting—mostly—lost in dark alleyways of the unfriendliest imagining. her feet are tired from how much she's walked the same cobblestone streets, unable to find the way further in nor the way out.

truth be told, she might be a little distressed about it.

wanda will not be found wandering about in the alleys. instead, she'll be quietly sitting on one of the steps, pressed against a wall, head leaning against it, growing small flowers with her magic on the bits of grass that grow between the stones. she is a little tired, and for all the discomfort that this situation may present, she is—regardless—welcoming this distancing from everything else. it almost feels like she could disappear, escape from the existential obligation outside of this rather unwelcoming place.]

Edited 2022-03-15 20:06 (UTC)

[ Thancred is the sort who will endeavor to keep his word if it was a promise made genuinely. In this case he might have found wiggle room given that he'd said the words while he didn't even have his memories, but the fact is that it was a genuine offer made to Stephen, despite everything. Thancred owes the man for showing him the Horizon and opening such an incredible resource up for him. Now that he has his wits about him and the Summit has come and gone, Thancred can truly appreciate the potential of this other plane.

Which is why when he'd run into Stephen in the castle, he'd been quick to follow up on his promise, setting up a time to meet within the Horizon once more. It's quite a different experience from when they last did this, of course, the details of his domain slowly building up around him as he enters, like strokes of paint being methodically added to a canvas.

While there are two places within his domain that they might find a drink, in this case he focuses in on the details of the Rising Stones specifically. It's a warm spot, cozy even despite the cold stone that makes up the floors and ceilings — if only because of everything that Thancred associates with this place: his friends and allies, the beliefs held by all the Scions, and that undeniable sensation of homecoming.

There's no telling if he will ever see this place again in reality, but his recreation of it is spot-on, given how much time he's spent here. As soon as Stephen joins him, Thancred nods in greeting with a welcoming smile. It's odd to play host in a space made by his own mind, but he may as well get used to it, and so he gestures Stephen over to the bar. ]

Help yourself.

[ Despite Thancred's insistence on finding odd jobs and work for himself, thus far it's more or less fallen into his lap. Granted, the work he did during the eclipse didn't earn him much beyond good will, but that has its own sort of value given how new he is to the castle and surrounding areas. This time, he had a panicked young mage approach him to hurriedly explain how he had bungled up the job of shepherding some fledging bird creatures of some sort.

That's as much as he was able to gather before he'd assured the young man that he would try to track down and capture one of the misplaced birds. It does sound like there are enough of the little creatures scattered around that this job will need to fall to multiple people, but Jeffrey also seems intent on appealing to as many of the Summoned as he can to fix his mistake.

Cleaning up a mess like this is something Himeka would have done without a moment of hesitation, and while Thancred has to admit that chasing down strange creatures had not gone well for them at the Summit, there's a chance for redemption now.

Recalling his chat with both Byleth and Edelgard, he opts to send the former a mental message (he's getting the hang of it, now) to suggest that they work together on this. Surely he could handle it on his own, and solo missions are nothing new to him, but it does seem like a good opportunity to see how Byleth works out in the field, so to speak.

This is all low stakes enough that he can't see it going horribly wrong, at least.

He asks her to meet him at the castle gates, which is where he can be found now, dressed for a hike. His gunblade sits against his back, though he would be shocked if he needed to use it in this particular instance. ]

[Sephiroth treads down darkened alleyways, cobblestone paths perpetuating soft echoes with each boot step. The breeze is bracing, playing at the length of his hair, but he walks steadily, undeterred by the unwelcoming night, the twist and turns of perpetual alleyways couched by foreign buildings.

They seem to go on forever. He’s lost track of how long he’s walked, given time’s malleable nature in the Horizon. But he’s stubborn, amongst other things, and something draws him forward, to continue walking in stalwart determination to find the heart of this place, or its owner.

Here, in this plane, he is always dressed in his SOLDIER’s uniform, though he has learned there’s no point in carrying around a recreated version of Masamune; not when can will it into existence with a very thought, something he has taken the time to practice with efficiency. For now, there is no need to keep the long curve of that blade by his side, because all threats—if they exist—remain unseen or otherwise indiscernible.

That is, until he spies what he thinks is the outline of a person at the mouth of a twisting alley. Sephiroth stops, the green of his eyes glowing dimly in the gloom, peering through shadow.]

Who’s there?

[A question commanding an answer — as though whoever is there may be the tresspasser, not the other way around.

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for rhy (the eclipse; march 13)

horizon!

for stephen (horizon; march 8)

for byleth (quest: after the spoonce; march 17)

a horizon meeting! early march