MOD PLOT ↠ AND THOSE WHO SLEPT (CRYSTAL)

[faderifting]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Various
RECIPIENT: Various
NOTES: This post is to consolidate (and encourage!) crystal chatter during the mod plot: updates on what characters have observed or are doing, asking for assistance with emergencies, updating everyone on injuries or losses, making the occasional joke in poor taste, asking for status reports from particular people or groups, etc. The top-level comments below correspond to the times of day in the log. To keep people on roughly the same page about when a particular discussion is happening, reply to the top-levels with any new discussions you want to start. Within those time frames, major events are happening more or less simultaneously, so you don't need to worry much about the order things are said in beyond that.

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DAY.

[faderifting]

before anything actually goes wrong.

[exequy]

If anyone is still trying to be optimistic about the mummies, you can stop now.

[hassaran]

Why is that?

DUSK.

[faderifting]

as it's starting to sink in

[sulahnan]

Hey just so everyone knows, the dragon is FUCKING REAL, SO.

STAY AWAY FROM IT UNLESS YOU'RE GONNA FIGHT IT.

[galvanising]

[ She sounds like she's running and crystalling at the same time. ]

We're going to get the griffons up to fight it.

[okayimin]

Right, any of you know how many brats Nester Penteghast fucker had? Or how to get a fucking stalker pissed skull to shriek something fucking helpful, I'm willing to start pulling the fuckster's teeth if it helps.

[ The aforementioned skull can be heard in the background. ]

[cozen]

Ah—

[ Why! What? ]

—we can ask the Nevarrans here, perhaps. Do illegitimate children count?

[doneisdone]

[amidst rushing wind,]

I’m going to land on it.

[staysail]

[Yelled, with lots of whooshy wind and griffon wing background noise--]

With the griffon? 'Cos if it's leaping from the griffon and landing that you're after, then no fair, that was my idea-- [--That he just had right now so whatever but also--and somewhere Yseult probably feels a chill, but at least this is participation--]

NIGHT.

[faderifting]

[galvanising]

Hey, Forces, is anyone near the river?

[tender]

[ breathlessly, a little muddled with background shouting: ]

What's happening by the river?

locked to yseult.

[murderbaby]

[In one of Scouting's codes. Just in case.]

North wing secure. Use main corridors, not servant.

[hassaran]

[ In code: ]

Secure? How long?

[sarcophage]

Friendly reminder, once again, that the ancestors cannot be repaired if they're burnt down to ashes.

[thereneverwas]

Are--

[incredulous,]

are we repairing them?

[heorte]

How do the ancestors feel about blunt force?

[charmoffensive]

Just who the fuck--

[ An exasperated sigh. ]

Hello, sorry, introductions later--

--but who up in their ivory fucking tower is telling the guards down here to keep the gates closed? They're not letting anyone flee the city.

[hornswoggle]

Whatever's left of the Pentaghasts, or someone, [ """"""""""""someone"""""""""" ] claiming to be acting on their behalf, I assume.

[ probably from across the courtyard, enjoy the ambient background noise of people shouting ]

Do we have a plan if we can't convince these poor fools to rebel against orders?

[saam]

Doesn't matter. If anybody asks, say they. Always a they.

More important: Think it's wrong? What're you gonna do about it?

Locked: Scouting

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

[With the Scouting code.]

Third door off the hallway is empty. Mind the corners. No guard patrol, but usual amount of foot traffic for servants.

DAWN.

[faderifting]

[indissection]

[ Tiredly: ]

If you're hurt then come and find me. I can treat your wounds.

Quite possibly that night instead of dawn, but nonetheless incredibly relevant

[okayimin]

Which idiot preserved a whole sodding dragon anyway?