Event Log - Topsy Turvy

[lucetimods]

Who: You.
What: This.
When: Now.
Where: Here.
Summary: Weren't you paying attention?
Rating: Weird.

The Event is described here. So here's what you gotta do. Tag this post. Create yourself some threads with all your shenanigans and go to town on it. Also remember to tag your [canon] character name to the log!

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[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[averybadfeeling]

"Of course."

[He focuses for a moment, then grasps one end of his bed and lifts it a short distance off the floor. Should be a little easier to come out now.]

"What did you need?"

[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin shimmied his way out without a second thought, not even bothering to question the how of it, just that it happened. Obi-Wan was a Jedi of the old Order, which meant that he had skills and abilities that Lupin wasn't very informed about.

Once free he flops backward, ignoring the discomfort in his wings in favor of just being able to spread his limbs. Though not much taller than Obi-Wan himself, he was far thinner and lankier. It was why his suits needed to be custom tailored. Nothing bought from the stores fit properly.]

Thanks...[He glances up, not even bothering to hide his weariness at this point. Obi-Wan would call him on it anyway, and he would have to throw another pillow.]

Could you, ah, go to my room and get a bottle of pills I have in my nightstand? Top drawer. I haven't been able to get in there all week.

A drink would be nice too. I'd get it myself, but I don't trust doors right now.

[Though the doors of House 46 were far more merciful than the rest of the doors in Luceti, the only one that he was certain wouldn't transport him was the one leading into Luke's bedroom. The rest of the doors switched around, and he wasn't able to enter his room or the kitchen.]

[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[averybadfeeling]

[He lowers the end of the bed to the ground with a sigh of weariness, then rolls his shoulders, rubbing at his arms. Force-enhanced strength or no, that wasn't precisely easy, especially shortly after a run.]

"Certainly. Take a seat, I'll return in a moment."

[His doors cooperate, thankfully, so he doesn't take long at all before returning with the described pills and a glass of water.]

"I seem to have been fortunate with regards to door mishaps this week."

[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[redjacketthief]

I'm sure that you're the envy of half of Luceti this week.

[He sat up and folded his legs beneath him as he accepted the bottle and the glass. While he disliked taking medication, at this point he had to make the choice between lethargy or vertigo.

Lethargy was by far the better option.

He popped out the recommended dose and swallowed it down with water, then drank more to make up for lost time. With his access to proper amenities similarly unstable, he had to take advantage of every opportunity that he could.]

Thanks. [He sighed.] This week has been a fucking pain in the ass!

[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[averybadfeeling]

"It has been... trying."

[He frowns.]

"I have dealt with it fairly well simply because I have been able to compensate for the few differences, but it seems that beyond the unpredictable doors and the alterations to the terrain, there have also been a few people who are subjected to severe localized shifts. I cannot help but suspect that the Malnosso are becoming spiteful, which I can only take as a sign that we've done better than we thought in defying them."

[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin heaves a sigh at Obi-Wan's words.]

...I wouldn't be surprised if this wasn't near the worst of what they're gonna do to us, Obi-Wan. They've tortured people for less, you realize.

[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[averybadfeeling]

"Perhaps- but as long as we persevere, and we cannot be destroyed, as long as we continue to leave and newcomers continue to arrive, it is inevitable that we shall defeat the Malnosso simply by outlasting them. Retribution signifies only the degradation of their morale, which I count as a positive end."

[Action, morning of the 3rd]

[redjacketthief]

[He was aware of this, but the rational side of him kept nitpicking at the details. The Malnosso had been there for far longer than the residents of the domes, they were working with the tech, and were subjecting their canon fodder to strange experiments with it to test its effectiveness. Obi-Wan's thoughts were themselves a nearly impossble prospect. Returns and arrivals were random, they had no rhyme nor reason.]

Degrading their morale would be helpful if we knew how. They have the upperhand in everything, and we know woefully little.