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cancry2021-10-10 04:44 pm
cancrymods) wrote in cancry2021-10-10 04:44 pm
Superbia Underside Log
Third time's the charm for the Executors, it seems. Their confrontation with Miss President ended peacefully and with the Superbia loop ended, the school was finally able to enjoy its hard earned festival. But it's not quite a straightforward happy ending – the way back up to the previous layers is still sealed and regardless, if the Executors want to progress, they'll have to make their way through the Underside. Finding the entrance isn't too hard. After all, it's where all of this began. At the spot in the gymnasium the previous Student Council President was corrupted, a familiar stairway stretches down, down, down into the darkness. It's been a long time coming, but it's finally time for you to graduate Superbia. | |
 ♪♫ Maze Fortress – Sakuzyo ... or so you expect, anyway. Entering the Superbia Underside is just as disorienting as always, but for totally opposite reasons to the other Undersides. While the other Undersides have been vaguely recognizable distortions of their Layers, this one is so similar to Superbia that for a second it's almost unclear whether or not you really are in the Underside or not. It almost feels like a repeat of heading down to Superbia for the first time as you descend the stairs but as you get closer, your intimate familiarity with the Layer allows you to pick out the subtle changes. It's more run down than the school itself and you can see Revenants flitting around to and fro in all directions. A few locations seem to have been switched around and warped but for the most part, Superbia stands as you've always known it, frozen in perfect stasis, just the way a certain someone would have wanted it.
⚝ STUDENT COUNCIL ROOM: Given how things started, it seems like the logical place to go. The Student Council Room isn't a big place, so it shouldn't take long to examine, right? Or so you might think. The instant the door opens, dazzling light pours out, blinding you for a second. It takes your eyes a moment to adjust but when you do, you'll see the reason for that is that the walls of the room have been replaced with thick, almost perfectly transparent glass with the summer sun pouring in aggressively from the outside. As you follow the curve of the glass up, you realize this isn't just a room – it's a giant glass birdcage. And... I don't have to tell you it's occupied by a bird, do I? ⚝ CLUB BUILDING: Once a monument to the delightful inanity of high school life, the club building has been completely taken over by Revenants. To call it an infestation would be an understatement – the instant you open the door, you find yourself utterly swarmed by them and in the confusion, you'll be chased away from the exit! All you can do is keep climbing and fighting your way up to the third floor, and from there the roof, which is made a litttle hard by the fact that the Revenants seem happy to weaponize the equipment of the club rooms against you. Watch out for that falling piano!! Make your way to the top roof and you'll find a particularly grouchy Revenant on top who doesn't seem eager to let you go! ⚝ GYMNASIUM: See for yourself.
⚝ Revenant Types Present: Charles, Metrodorus  | |
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And under his breath:
"...Next time I'll start with her head."
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[He shakes his head again, slower this time.] So you're saying I've forgotten things? I didn't...feel anything different in the moment.
But to be fair, being run through by such a blade is distracting.
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But… the more Chiron talks…
Fuck it, sorry Medic but he’s going to crowd the scene a little, as if hoping that getting closer - letting Chiron see him - will help him remember. ]
This… surely this is all just in jest… isn’t it, my friend?
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[That was about all he could say, whether due to exhaustion or...whatever he was really feeling about the situation. (And right now, Achilles was the only one here that would really know the heart of the issue, wasn't he?)]
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Probably. Wouldn't be in good taste, would it?
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[Wolfsbane walks in from the door, taking everything in with a frown.]
So from all you've said, I gather that you fought a woman, or, it appears, a girl whose sword causes memory loss to Executors. Which almost certainly means it's the same one who stole and scattered Rei's memories, and if the running theory is correct, not just Rei's. For all we know, what you've lost -- which would appear to be the good part of a year -- is flying around as a butterfly just the same.
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That one word. That one word alone pierces his chest, just as it did all those thousands of years ago when Patroclus said it. Though the context be different, nothing confirms to Achilles more than this is truly real.
Chiron knew how uncomfortable he’d become with the name. If anything he knew better than anyone else after the things he told him. And yet now…
His eyes widen, clearly distressed but most of all heartbroken. Not just for himself but also for Phoenix, who calls his name and says just enough with that. ]
No, this… this can’t be, it…
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[As usual, Phoenix pushed back and locked up whatever he might have felt; the distress in his friend's voice was enough to tell him they both needed grounding right now. He extended his hand--the one Medic hadn't needed to reattach--a little shakily.]
...Could you help me? Medic's done a wonderful job, but...I don't know if I can stand on my own right now.
Wolfsbane...I think you're right. She made mention of something sounding like she knew Rei, but...no, there's too much to sort through right now. I can...I can try to recount it all later, but we need to regroup.
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Get up. We need to get out of here, try to get back to at least the school. I've got this one, Achilles you get Phoenix, someone help Etoile.
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[And everyone's here and worried about it when they should be worried about the injured. The other injured. Crowds had never bothered him, to the memory he does have, but now it simply feels like too many eyes on him in a state he'd rather not be seen in. He's exhausted and mostly healed and breathing unsteady and thankful for Sword's assistance in getting up.]
It's...there's--ah, yes, we should...regroup, later. I--I'm going to go rest.
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[Wolfsbane stalks over to Etoile and goes to drag her up, though, de-summoning her halberd so she has both hands free.]
Come now. Even if we haven't got our home base anymore -- unless the stairs up have unlocked, given somehow Ariel's showed up -- we do have the school at our disposal. And someone's going to have to find Rei, a civilian -- [she gestures to the nameless Eidolon who came in with her] -- followed us down here and he'll need some help.
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Ariel! [Aaaand the penny finally drops. In her defense, she was kind of mentally glossing over anything that wasn't battlefield triage when she walked in here.]
[Enjoy getting suddenly hugged by a girl covered in a lot of other people's pneuma, Ariel. She missed you a lot.]
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Hi, Medic.
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He needs to not be here]
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O-Of course…
[ That’s all he can bring himself to say. Even when he hears Chiron’s response to his reaction and feels guilt over how similarly those words echo the ones he said to Patroclus before. He just focuses on helping Phoenix… because that’s all he can really do. ]
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[In a whisper next to Achilles' ear, he said:]
We're going to fix this, somehow. And as soon as that witch crosses my path again, I'll cut her godsdamned head off instead of her arm.
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He pauses for a moment. ]
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There's nothing to apologize for- that's why we work in a team! [She smiles, cheery and professional.] I can't say they're unscathed, but we're at least down to walking wounded, now- no one's in critical condition.
And you're part of this team, too.
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[She does shift to support her, though, frowning as she does. All this feels... well, it's off, and she thinks she knows why. She nods at Medic healing Etoile up.]
Nobody else is falling apart, I hope?
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