Chaos Plot Reactions!

[thefinaljedi]

Who: Anyone/Everyone affected by Helios' nasty bout of Possession Sickness
What: Picking up the pieces
When: August 11th/12th
Where: Wherever there was bad mojo!
Summary: Apep, an Egyptian god of Chaos, possessed Helios and wrecked havoc. Those involved are going to have to cope with their injuries, mental traumas, and newfound night terrors!
Rating: R, for possible trigger warnings for descriptions of violence and bad language.


Nothing is ever easy for them House 46 folks. Gawddamn!

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[wise_maiden]

[At first she still holds on tightly, until she gets her feet sorted out. Then she relaxes her grip a little, once Astrid starts moving.]

I'll probably keep my eyes closed for a little longer... but yes, I'm all right.

[chikaidestroyer]

Don't strain yourself. You have already done enough today with this bag alone.

[With a test walk done, Albert picks up Raine's bag again and takes hold of Astrid's bridle to lead her back to the house -- not that the horse wouldn't eventually find her way back on her own.]

[wise_maiden]

... you're probably right. Still, it feels good to be on the way.

[There are a few things to focus on up here. Staying awake, for starters, making sure that she stays in place and keeps her hold. There's something soothing about the slow pace, though occasionally she'll half open her eyes to take in the scenery, particularly the greens of the trees and just the life present. There's a light breeze, and it feels cooler than it should.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[He says nothing for awhile, simply leading Astrid down the road back to the house.]

A mission appeared over the journals while you were in bed. Have you been able to read over it?

[wise_maiden]

Hm? [She had gotten used to the silence, sometimes humming faintly to herself to keep from dozing off.] I noticed that one was there, but I didn't read over everything in depth yet. It was the one about needing a circus troupe, wasn't it?

[chikaidestroyer]

That's right. Acting as a traveling troupe in order to gather information about our recent ... returning 'host.' [His voice dips into a deadpan as he refers to the Count.]

[wise_maiden]

[There's a pause as she takes in that information. It's not hard to miss the implication there.]

It's a little ironic, that he'd suddenly pop up here again and then they'd assign us to a mission concerning him. A performing troupe, however... I wonder how effectively that could be pulled off. It sounds more involved than the last infiltration.

[chikaidestroyer]

There will be more people involved, but the goal is ultimately simpler than laying siege on an area. Those involved will need to have some more ... entertainment talents and be prepared to act.

I have to admit that I'm intrigued. [Because it was him, the one who had antagonized them years ago.]

[wise_maiden]

It sounds like a rare opportunity. Do you think you'll sign up for it, then?

[chikaidestroyer]

That is likely, yes. I will have to think about what I could possibly offer to a troupe of that sort, though.

[wise_maiden]

There are likely a lot of behind the scenes positions available, if you're more comfortable with that.

[chikaidestroyer]

It does not seem like we choose our roles ourselves, but it would be good to think about before volunteering.

[wise_maiden]

I hope I'll be feeling well enough to go along.

[chikaidestroyer]

Hm. Do not push yourself to do so. You already said it would be involved, and the physical demand of performance could drive you to illness.

[wise_maiden]

I'm not intending to push myself. It depends on how I'm feeling by the time the deadline arrives, though I'll let you be the final judge on the matter.

[chikaidestroyer]

[He says nothing for awhile, and his voice is still neutral when he finally answers.] If you are still interested in going later on, we can speak on the day of the deadline.

[wise_maiden]

Haha. You almost make it sound as if you aren't planning to speak to me again until then.

[chikaidestroyer]

[...] That entirely depends on how much you intend to sleep in the upcoming days.

[wise_maiden]

I'm not planning on being in a coma. [But her tone is light, almost teasing.] ... Or another one, rather.

[chikaidestroyer]

I would hope not. Atrophying muscles and the like, after all. [He shakes his head at the thought, concentrating on the walk ahead for awhile..]

[wise_maiden]

Indeed. [She shifts her position just slightly to get more comfortable, and lets her eyes close, softly humming to herself ever so often just to make sure she doesn't nod off entirely.]