Sending out an SOS

[redjacketthief]

Who: Farmland Defenders and YOU.
What: Tourists are causing problems.
When: August 29, Morning.
Where: The Farm.
Summary: The farm has been raided by the Kin'corians--Aid is needed STAT.
Rating: KC for those troublesome Kin'corians!


[Intentional Audio Message:]

Attention Luceti.

Assistance is needed immediately at the farms to the northwest of the village. We have hostiles and--

[The oddly cool, clipped tone that the message was given suddenly breaks off into a heated bark.] Putain de merde!

[There's a rustle of pages and the sound of bodies colliding, followed more swearing in French.

The feed cuts out.

Hurry, Luceti.]

Comments

[removeimpurity]

It requires quite a bit of previous knowledge, so apologies if I ramble.

[Syre takes a deep breath. She hasn't had a chance to properly explain the nature of Ecliptian alchemy yet -- not to anyone besides Eggman, at least, and even then he got a very much dumbed-down version.]

[Once she's got her thoughts in order, she begins.]

Where I come from, there are many individuals that show particular aptitude for manipulating objects, elements, even other organic things. We call these individuals 'alchemists'.

Alchemists manipulate things by projecting their own energy -- their lifeforce, if you would -- into whatever their target is. This target is usually marked with something referred to as a 'rune', and whatever is connected to the target is also connected to the alchemist.

[It's at that point that Syre realizes proper explanations would take time than they have. So, with that in mind, she moves on.]

To put it somewhat simply, while my alchemy is extremely limited at present, I can still channel my lifeforce through the earth, and to some of the crops. If I can accelerate their growth, even a little, then perhaps something good will come out of it.

[redjacketthief]

[He listened to her explanation, intrigued by the detail that was involved. Being unable to use magic himself, it wasn't something that he placed much faith in.]

Syre. [His voice was still crisp, but with an edge.] That's good and all, but this is neither the time nor the place--and it's not my call. Maybe when these Kin'corans are gone and the power limits are lifted, but it's too risky right now.

You might need that skill to save yourself before the night's up.

[removeimpurity]

All right. I'll trust your judgment.

[...wait.]

[...wasn't she the one usually steering away from things that were too risky?]

[There's a flicker of something in her expression -- confusion or some sort of disturbance, perhaps -- before she takes a slow breath.]

What do you suppose is the best course of action, then?

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[It's saying something when Lupin is the sane one, but he's had far too much time to think and too many varied experiences thus far in Luceti to not have picked up a few new habits. He nodded his head toward the field in lieu of pointing, his own fatigue catching up to him.]

Get out there personally and try to coordinate with the people who are trying to protect this place. We need to spread out, not cluster, and try to quell the threat. People are not going to be on their journals.

...we also should try not to use lethal force unless we no longer have a choice. They're just like this village was years ago, and they're very distrusting of everything right now.

[removeimpurity]

...Understood. I'll do the best I can.

Let's hope that the next time we meet, it's under less serious circumstances.

[She salutes Lupin, then turns and heads off in search of anything she could help with.]