lucetilogs | Just when you thought you couldn't get lost in Luceti

Post notes for any happenings for the different days if you think they will affect how your character's feeling or if it should be noted by the others.

Examples:
- Albert comes down with a cold on Day 7
- The temporary shelter built on Day 6 is trampled by a rampaging bunny in the early morning on Day 7; Frey and Sheena are injured

- As noted on the calendar, there will be showers on the 15th and steady rain on the 16th.

- Albert will be affected by his curse wound on the 16th. He'll be visibly tired and stressed.

It's not even 10 in the morning yet and you know it's going to be a terrible day.

[Sheena has the dubious fortune of landing in a leafy spot, atop a leaf that is suddenly huge and brown and she slides right down into the bowl of it, unable to find purchase anywhere. Outside all the what the hell going on in her head, she lies there staring upward, at the tops of the trees that are massive and so very far away that she isn't sure if she can see them anymore, or if she's just inventing what treetops should look like.]

Uh... [That is her best effort compared to the degree of her shock.]

Edited 2014-04-15 01:22 (UTC)

[It's the most terrifying free fall he's ever experienced.

The fall in itself isn't what makes it terrifying; he's flown and fallen throughout his time in Luceti, especially with that giant owl of his now in the enclosure. The confusion of not knowing where he is, what had happened, and the sudden, intense smell of greenery and earth do little to help his regain his wits.

When he hits the slick length of a weed's leaf stalk, he slides--tumbles--along it all the way to the ground.

In reality, it would have been maybe two inches of height at best. He's more than a little disoriented and can't quite look up to see where Sheena landed.]

[She isn't that far away, by regular standards; she can see him roll down the stalk, off in the distance. Her first instinct is to hop off the leaf, down to the ground to help him, saving all the weirdness-processing for a time when there is less chaos.

Then she looks down, and it's a long hop. Maybe more of a slide...until the leaf doesn't bend the way she thinks it should. Sheena no longer weighs enough to bend a leaf.

So she lands the jump with surprising acrobatic ability, into a roll and finally a lying-flat-in-the-very-large-dirt. Oof. Not a good idea, let's not try it again. But she is unhurt and stands again, brushing herself off and looking around.]

Um, Albert?

[Albert groans faintly from his place at the base of the weed, slow to push himself into an upright sitting position. The plant has a somewhat sticky residue to it, leaving a distinctly unclean feeling to his face as he starts taking in his surroundings.

There's surprising levels of shade far beyond the tre-- no, it had to be a plant. He has to correct himself as he remembers they were shrunken down to these tiny sizes just minutes ago.

He averts his eyes from the slivers of brightness above to look at Sheena.]

Good to see you're in one piece.

Yeah, thanks. [Just as automatic in tone if not content. Sheena picks her way around way-too-big pebbles and bits of dead wild grass or weeds or whatever they are, they're huge and Sheena and Albert are tiny and they're going to be crushed.]

You're okay, right?

[He's a bit unsteady on his feet as he uses the stem for support, still frazzled from disorienting fall.]

Dizzy. Nothing's broken, fortunately.

[He frowns as he tries to look beyond Sheena and their immediate surroundings, only able to see the thick blades of grass that more resembled tapestries that disappeared into the sky from his current angle.]

[When she finally reaches him, she reaches for him, the arm not supporting him on a trunk of grass. Before it happens, her hands pull back, and she turns to follow his stare with a squint.]

What the hell, Albert?

[Still recovering, he doesn't even raise a brow when he averts his attention back to Sheena.]

What is it? We seem to be the only ones here.

[He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about that at the moment. On one hand, at the very least he wasn't alone out there; on the other, there was no way of knowing if the others had been thrown out into the forest in their equally tiny forms.]

Yeah, but what're we doing here? I don't even know where we are! Other than 'on the ground' and 'not in the tea shop'.

[She thinks she heard other voices shouting when it happened, but she can't be sure, and won't lead Albert to question her sanity.]

[He applies some of his weight to the base of the almost-frightfully large plant, not at all surprised when it doesn't move under his weight.]

Somewhere with plants. Which doesn't help in the slightest.

[He snorts wryly, checking his pockets for his gloves.]

It seems we were hit by another shift right after the last. I knew these broad shifts could stack their effects, but this is certainly a first.

Next I'm gonna be afraid to go into the tea shop because I might get attacked or turn into a dust speck. [Grumpiness beats panic, so far. Hands on her hips, Sheena tilts her head to listen to something, off on the left...but the dense grass forest gives her a sense of muffled everything.]

We weren't alone in there. Think everyone else hit the same bad luck we did?

If they were all struck with the shrinking shift, I would hazard to guess that they were also teleported out of the shop.

[And he sounds so thrilled saying that.]

In a situation like this, we should see if there's any landmarks we can make our way to. But that requires a viewpoint.

[As he says that, he once again looks up, towards the tips of the grass.]

Okay. Somewhere high up, right?

[Albert's back is covered in this gross sticky stuff, and she can see the matte sheen of it on the plant beside him. It's pretty tall. Tall enough?]

I think I can get most of the way up there.

[He looks warily towards the top of the plant for a moment longer before lowering his gaze back to Sheena. There was that desire to immediately question her assessment, but he resists the urge.]

Take every precaution you can, if you do intend to try it.

[While the plant had a sticky residue along it and the vertical ridges that were its fibrous structure, it didn't seem very climbable to him -- but perhaps Sheena with her experiences could see things that he couldn't.]

[It's sticky, this should be a piece of cake!

A piece of really sticky and not enjoyable cake; none of Sheena's three attempts succeed in getting her more than a few ant-heights off the ground. At the last she slides down in a huff, speaking without looking at him.]

Got any better ideas before I really start to panic?

[That. That might be a warning.]

[He watches with a growing frown as Sheena's attempts fail one after another. By the second time she's sliding down, he's approaching the base of the plant, pressing against its firm (if sticky) surface experimentally.

At the question, he turns to look at her.]

Do you have anything sharp?

[Even as he asks, he starts searching his own pockets. His journal. Pencil. Notepad. A teaspoon.]

[Usually, yes. Sheena carries knives, even to work most of the time, but when she reaches for them, they're nowhere to be found. There are cards, seals shrunken to match their relative size.]

Nothing that I think I can use. What about you? Or we just look for something else to climb. ...Raine and Frey and that guy with the glasses are probably here somewhere, too.

[Jade's dealing with this the best way a colonel can do: irreverently. While subtly experiencing an extreme curiosity. He comes to the tea shop's owner while she's perusing the surroundings.]

Am I correct in assuming that you don't happen to lace your tea supplies with particularly strong hallucinogens from time to time? [He asks quite casually, as falls into line beside her while also looking upward. The sight is quite unbelievably sensational.]

[It takes her time to pick his words apart. They feel too big. Everything feels too big.]

It's definitely just tea. Sorry.

[Being wordy, especially in a situation like this, helps him feel less small. He gives a sigh as he looks things over.]

The Malnosso are the ones who owe us an apology. This is quite the impromptu field trip. [And because of his horoscope, excessive dandruff drifts from his hair.]

[Well. Uh, personal snowstorm there much?]

They don't apologize. The ones that do get...sent to the busywork department or something.

I wouldn't expect a genuine one, regardless of how much it is warranted. [And he glances around their surroundings some more, analytically.] Have you ever experienced a shift like this before?

One where I just show up somewhere else all of a sudden? Yeah. [Sheena's looking at her hands now, at how the grass stem beside her is easily too big for her to wrap her arms around.] One where the whole world is way too big? Nope, that's new.

[Morning]

[The tea shop seemed like the place to unwind after an exhausting week of impersonating the love of his sister's life. But it looks like the Malnosso would have none of that. It was almost as if he'd done something worthy of karmic retribution.

He arrives along the ground, looking up towards a giant mushroom, with a cloud of horoscope-induced dandruff drifting from his head.]

My, I have to admit that I didn't quite expect this. [And, as he looks around, noticing the others, remaining as coy as ever.] Oh? It seems I'm not alone. I didn't know that the tea shop offered character-building field trips. Or perhaps we have our old friend Jingleheimer to thank for this.

[Afternoon]

[Jade spends some time exploring the surroundings to try to find any landmarks and chart the area to an extent. He may not have any writing materials, per se, but he has faith in the mental map he's building. He forages for food at the same time. Anyone is free to tag along; he heads back to the group several times before heading off.

On one trip, however, he manages to stumble across a praying mantis whom has just consumed her mate's head. And she seems hungry for more. Anyone want to help the colonel fend off a mantis?]

[Night]

[If any help is needed erecting a fire, Jade would make a big deal of using a fonic arte to supply the job. Otherwise, he remains restless and stays on watch throughout the night. There's lots of creatures that creep in the darkness, after all.]

[Sitting in the dark of the forest, by the light of the fire, has quite a different feeling than any past similar memory that comes to mind. It has been a long time since Luceti's forests held any danger to them besides Moro's presence; other dangers were largely singular or the product of ... well, the enclosure being invaded by the cultists.

Albert watches Jade that first night. Though there was a distant familiarity there, he had not really interacted with Jade beyond passing on information from his previous time in Luceti.

Interacting with people who had previously been in Luceti tended to be tricky.

He speaks as he moves over to stoke the fire, averting his eyes to the glowing embers.]

How long have you gone without sleep, in the past?

[Albert. He remembers full well when the man showed him a report written by his own hand. He was curious about the man who apparently knew him before. At the same time, he was wary, because he didn't know how well Albert knew him. Knowledge was power, after all, and Jade always wanted to be the one holding the upper hand himself. Being in Luceti had... upset his natural state of being ahead of the curve.

There was no way around it now, though. Albert was one of the handful of people whom he'd have to invest some level of trust in to survive this shift. Jade remains alert and on guard, because the forest at night might be one of the most dangerous places to be when you're this small.

Once Albert speaks, Jade quietly glanced at him through the fire.]

Are we comparing records? I can't say that I have an exact number prepared. [Or he just doesn't want to disclose it openly.] But rest assured, I'm capable of acting for several days off of little to no sleep.

[He allows a wry smile at the question, though it's quick to fade as he hears the chirping of a cricket grow somewhat louder. It was strange to think of a cricket being a possible danger, but at their current size, just about anything alive would stand to be dangerous.]

I was looking for an estimate; I don't doubt you can handle yourself for a few days, as someone with a military background.

[He is silent for a moment as he considers their situation. If drafts had been structured as they had in the early years, he knew that he would have more of an idea about how Jade worked; as it was, the most he knew now boiled down to what he could glean from tea shop activity.]

I know surprisingly little of you. That's all.

[The chirping of the cricket gives him pause as well; he takes just a moment to try to assess its distance. He thinks they should be safe, he keeps his attention on Albert, with a soft smile.]

And here I had assumed that you were the resident Jade expert. [He says it in a very light tone; he can't help but dig at the time Albert swooped in with his own report.

He actually feels more comfortable with the knowledge that Albert doesn't know him very well. They can get to know each other on his own terms, which is much more to Jade's liking.]

Well, I suppose that now would be as good a time as any to start getting to know each other. [It could be crucial to planning out their survival here.] It seems that you at least know some general basics about me.

[With the village once again under seize by a shift, all she had wanted was a quiet break with some tea. After all, it wasn't easy to run school under these circumstances, and with what had happened to her the week before she was well in need of a break.

And for that matter, she hadn't even been to the teashop since it all had happened. Maybe once, maybe twice, but not for too long. Today was an attempt at reclaiming normalcy, and yet -

there's no real time to think when you're free-falling right smack into an early blooming wildflower. Unless she's assisted... somehow... it'll take her a little while to work her way out of it once she comes to her senses.

Then of course it's time to meet up with the others. ... If there were others around. She's shaken, but that's to be expected. ]

Edited 2014-04-17 05:21 (UTC)

[As sensational as this all is, Jade is doing an exemplary job of maintaining his composure and examining his surroundings quietly, his hands nestled within his pockets.

He'll soon be reaching the wildflower that serves as Raine's prison. But he can't quiet see her predicament yet, can he?]

[ She is just very lucky that it isn't one of those wildflowers that eats things that happen to fall into it.

Though she's currently attempting to get out of the flower by not destroying it utterly, trying to push the pollen aside and gently flatten down the petals with wind magic. So he may notice it seeming to bend oddly. It's just ... a big job. ]

[He does glance up curiously as he sees the flower bending. And he readies his spear, just in case it's a threat, watching curiously.]

[The trick is trying to keep it flat enough so that she can use the petals to slide down off of, but whenever she shifts her focus, the petal starts to return to it's natural state much too quickly.

She tries earth magic next, trying to see if she can get the flower to obey her wishes instead. If she could coax it to lower just enough, hopefully she'd have enough time to hop down without being sent flying off... though it's during one of these moments that Jade might at least spy what's behind the flower's odd movements. ]

[He spots it alright. And he tries to call out to her - even if he's unsure if he could be heard from that height.]

Raine?

[It's a troublesome manner to be sure. He tries to brainstorm his own way of helping her down.]

[ She hears... something, though it's hard to make it out at that distance. She keeps her focus on what she's doing, but can risk trying to give a better look to what's in front of her. Was that ...

The hair's too long to be Albert's, and not the right color, anyway. There's a glint - glasses. It must be Jade - she thought she had seen him arrive before everything went crazy. Good, so she wasn't entirely alone out here, though that didn't make this predicament any better.

There are some varying items along the ground if he looks, all which might be too large, but possibly of some use. Twigs, of varying lengths and thickness, mushrooms, pebbles, limp stalks of grass... ]

[That certainly seems to be her. But Jade does indeed st to work. He takes as many twigs as he can find, and he starts to bind them together with bits of grass, while starting to stack up pebbles near a mushroom.]

[ That does look like some scurrying around down there. She just has to keep up her part, too. How low can she will that flower, without breaking concentration completely? It's still a lot slower going than she'd like, but eventually she'll get it low enough for both of them to confirm the other's identity. But they're not out of the woods yet. ]

[They'll never be out of the woods ever. He does catch that confirming glimpse as he drags around his slowly-increasing chain of sticks.

Once it seems quite long enough, he'll use the pebbles as footstools to climb up the mushroom, then he'll reach out his link of sticks to see if it's long enough to reach Raine's position.]

[ What a contraption. It's not quite close enough to reach, but at least that gives her a goal to aim for. Really, the only other option is to try and raise up the ground and that seems like a lot more trouble than it's worth...

So she'll settle for steadily lowering the flower, trying to get in enough range so that Jade's plan at least has some kind of feasibility. Hopefully there's nothing buzzing around to distract them. ]

[Is there anything buzzing? Jade keeps on the lookout just in case, mindful of all of the seemingly harmless creatures that could be threats at this size.

Otherwise, he just watches, fretting slightly at his twig chain's inefficiency.]

[There's something, though given their current sizes the proximity of it is yet uncertain.

Lower, lower... finally she manages to get in range of the chain. This next part requires some trust -- if she falls, all of that work would have been for nothing. But can it support her?

Carefully she'll move to take hold of it. Though then ... was she supposed to slide down it, or attempt to walk down it? ]

How should we do this? [ Projecting her voice at least isn't difficult. ]

Do you think it can support your weight? [Shouting out fonic artes all the time is good practice for projecting one's voice.] Try to grab a hold and zip down it! [He has it rooted in the mushroom to try to increase it's stability.]

[ Hmm. Well, the sticks did seem sturdy enough, and certainly much larger than she was. It also seems to be helping hold the flower down a little bit, though she was certain once she released her magic it would all be a lot less smooth.

Even the blades of grass around them seemed overly thick. Zipping down? Maybe she could use her coat, or try to navigate a leaf... it would have to be a quick movement, anyway. Too much time thinking could ruin the whole process. ]

It should, by the look of it. Hang on -- [ Carefully, she removes her coat, and tries to see if it can be held around the twigs. Barely, but it'll do. Hopefully it wouldn't be too messed up from the endeavor. ] Ready? Here I go!

[They could travel in any direction and not be any closer to finding their way back to the village -- or figuring out exactly where they were in the enclosure. Even with that in mind, survival basics had to be kept in mind.

Finding potable water. Finding food. Setting up shelter.

They could bring potable water to them with help from Sona, but storing it and using it for drinking or cooking had to be figured out. Albert can be found looking at the numerous huge plants as they walk, trying to figure out one way or another how to take care of their basic needs.

Later in the day, he helps with finding anything that may be used for a campfire.]

Guess what, everyone? That's right -- we're still tiny.

...And when it rains, it pours.

Just when you thought you couldn't get lost in Luceti

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after everyone regroups

Second Day (April 15)

Third Day (April 16)