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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2014-09-30 04:21 pm

EVENT | INTERMEZZO | Palace Exploration Log

Characters: ALL!
Date: Sept 28 and onward
Location: Palace of the Landed Sky, Keeliai
Situation: In the wake of Malicant's bold taunt, and the death of the Emperor and five hatchlings, the Palace is left abandoned and open for the Foreigners and kedan alike to explore.
Warnings/Rating: CONTENT WARNINGS are noted in the various subject headers, please take note of them!

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zwischenzug | (ˈzvɪʃənzuːɡ) | intermezzo | n. (in chess):
1. A tactical move interpolated into an exchange or series of exchanges to improve the outcome.
2. "in-between move". An unexpected move tossed into an expected series of moves. (German)

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Where once the Palace of the Landed Sky was a majestic and beautiful thing to behold, it now seems to pulse with negative energy. The outer walls are crumbling in most places, unsteady and fallen into disrepair. The walls of the Palace itself remain for the most part sturdy, minus a few fallen stones and the ruins beside the Courtyard.

The Palace is empty. Though some bodies can be found scattered haphazardly about the halls, most of those who were working in the building have disappeared entirely. There’s no question as to whose doing it was.

Small groups of kedan have also ventured into the Palace in order to loot whatever rooms they can get into, feeling confident that the reward will outweigh the risk of facing off against Foreigners who may feel the need to repel them. Mostly they'll be in groups of 3-5, though individuals or larger can be encountered as well. Some will engage the Foreigners in hostilities and some will grudgingly be sent on their way without challenge, depending on how bold they feel.

No banners, rugs, lanterns, or furniture within the Palace remain in pristine condition (with the exception of Eshai’s room). Everywhere one looks, items are torn, scratched, or smeared with blood. Even the interior walls are often cracked or caked in what one hopes is only blood. Perhaps more unnerving are the ‘veins’ that run through the walls, floor, and ceiling. These thin black tendrils, equal parts within and without the surface they spread across, are textured and feel like pine needles to the touch. These veins run throughout the Palace, yet never seem to thicken, intensify, or coalesce in any one room or area.

Though the walls are still made of white marble and the floor remains interlaced with rose quartz and mother-of-pearl, the shine has gone from them and something of the life and light they brought has withered away. Though the structure remains intact, it feels in some areas as if the walls have closed in, making the previously grand rooms now seem shrunken and constrictive. An air of eerie calm and discomfort can be felt from the first step on. The building is not the Palace anyone remembers.



LINKS
Throne Room | Eshai's Room | Storage Armory | Library
Ritual Chamber | Prison | Courtyard | The Turtle's Head


OOC NOTE
The Palace becomes available to explore as of the 28th, but will remain accessible until further notice. Please direct any questions regarding this log to the QUESTIONS section in the original OOC post.

There will also be a State of the Shell post coming soon to address the current status of the city and its key players. Thank you!
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Closed | Skulduggery | Others to Follow

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2014-10-03 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[From the Library]

"So far," She said, leading the skeleton through the palace, not really certain where she was headed. "You are the one asking all the questions."

She was trying to ignore the creepy veins that ran throughout the halls and rooms, the blood on the walls and the bodies strewn around, but failing horribly.

On a whim, she turned to walk through the large doors to her right, entering the grand throne room. It had not escaped Malicant's taint, but was free of the veins. The dull light was tinted red and she didn't really want to know what kind of 'paint' had been used to block the light. "How did you become a living skeleton?"
Edited 2014-10-03 17:29 (UTC)
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-10-07 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Skulduggery, in contrast, marked every single black vein spreading through the Palace's walls, and every irregularity in the Palace's layout that could only have been a result of Malicant's influence. He marked them all on a perfect mental map he could replicate later if he needed to, and all the while his thoughts ran fast through his mind.

"That's a very good question," Skulduggery commended her, stepping carefully through the layer of dust on the floor. "I was murdered, and blocked from moving on. Re-inhabiting my own body seemed like a good idea at the time."
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2014-10-07 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
She paused before one of the shredded banners, noting the fine layer of dust that coated the fabric. She almost reached out to touch it, but turned toward the Skeleton instead.

"What do you mean, 'blocked from moving on'?" She had heard of souls being unable to move forward, but they were few and far between and usually rounded up fairly quickly.
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-10-11 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's also a very good question." Skulduggery paused to mull it over, stepping towards the throne at the far end of the room, refraining from flying the distance in deference to Valdis - or perhaps because he was too deep in thought to realise he could. "When I died, there was only one direction I felt I could go in, but trying to take it was impossible - a bit like coming up against a wall. I thought that was normal, and then I realised there was no one else there. It took coming back to life before I was capable of thinking, of course, but there are surprisingly few words to describe what the mindset of a dead person is like."
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2014-10-12 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"That doesn't make any sense," Valdis replied, shaking her head and following him, "Only incredibly strong emotions can hold a soul on the mortal plane, and even then to bind itself back to its body...that's not possible." But apparently it was, because Skulduggery was indeed a living skeleton.
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-10-12 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"So people keep telling me," Skulduggery agreed as he approached the throne. The defaced throne, he now saw. "The thing about the natural world is that it doesn't like to concern itself with what's possible and what's not. It just does whatever it feels like, and leaves the rest of us struggling to understand."

He didn't deny that Valdis had a point about incredibly strong emotions. He also didn't go out of his way to tell her that she did.

A series of carved Xs covered the head of the throne, seemingly the only important thing to discover; but they received only an amused noise from Skulduggery before he went on the examine the back.
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2014-10-12 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's not so." Valdis quite strongly disagreed with the skeleton's assessment. She continued to follow him around the back of the throne. "There are rules that govern every world. Even nature has laws that she must follow, otherwise everything..." As she circled around the throne, she saw a ripple in the air, followed by a strong sense of death. "...would fall into chaos," she trailed off, breaking away from Skulduggery to investigate.
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-10-12 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Nothing on the back of the throne, even after Skulduggery knelt down and ran his hands over the fabric. Nothing underneath the throne, either. That was strange. If a battle had taken place in this room, which the signs of damage certainly indicated, why was the throne untouched?

"And yet," he murmured, "to every rule, there are exceptions. Unless you're claiming I'm a figment of your imagination - which, to be fair, is certainly a possibility." He glanced up. "What is it?"
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2014-10-12 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite Skulduggery's lowered voice, Valdis heard him quite clearly. She even had a response, but was too distracted to actually say it. She continued away from him, towards the doorway from which she had seen the movement.

"An exception to the rule."

Because she was certain that she had seen a soul beyond that doorway and she had seen it without using soul sight.
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-10-13 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Skulduggery paused. "The prison."

Which was, like the secret passage in the library, both underground and very close to the shell. Skulduggery's promise to Anton barred him from following Valdis, but he had to admit, he was unlikely to have gone even if the promise wasn't a factor. The secret passage in the library intrigued Skulduggery, not the prison.

So he turned his attention back to the throne and let Valdis go with a wave of his hand. "Let me know if you find anything. Or if you run into something dangerous."
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2014-10-13 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
She hadn't originally wanted to go downwards, but her curiosity got the better of her. Being able to see a ghost without the aid of her abilities was far too unusual to not investigate.

"There are few things more dangerous than I am," she replied, heading down the stairs and into the darkness.
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-10-13 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I didn't say if you ran into anything more dangerous than you were," said Skulduggery, fully aware that he was now speaking to the throne instead of to Valdis. "Why does everyone always assume I'm offering help when I say that?"

Probably, Skulduggery answered himself, because that's precisely what it sounds like.

Oh well. Maybe the throne also hid a secret passage. Skulduggery spent a few minutes searching for a lever, came up empty, and then wandered around the throne room, trying to see if he could piece together exactly how a large-scale fight had occurred. The problem was that none of the pieces, none of the signs of damage, and none of the thick layers of dust upon the floor seemed to fit together.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2014-10-20 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
Not long after Valdis had left to go investigate the prison, a ball of white light suddenly appeared in the throne room, expanding and crackling with energy - and then, just as suddenly, vanished. In its place stood two figures, one in red and gold armor, and the other in black and gold and significantly more unnecessarily villainous-looking armor.

Tony stepped away from Gene and acknowledged Skulduggery with a nod of his head. "Hey, Skeleton Man. Found anything interesting yet?"
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[personal profile] wrathfulkhan 2014-10-21 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
As soon as they arrive, Gene dismissed his armor's helmet. It made him uncomfortable to be around Skul in his full regalia, as it were.

He still didn't want to be here, but investigating the palace was important.
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-10-26 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
The appearance of the ball of white light put Skulduggery on his guard. He backed slowly away with a fireball flaring in one hand, the appearance of the two suits of armour not exactly doing very much to put him at ease - not even when he recognised one of them as Gene.

Then the other one spoke. Skulduggery let the fire die and nodded back. "Tony Stark, wasn't it? That depends on what you define as 'interesting'."
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2014-10-27 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Tony raised two fingers and gave Skulduggery a small salute. He didn't retract the faceplate, though - his sensors were already detecting traces of an unknown compound in the atmosphere.

"I'd be really interested in anything that could put a hurt on the big guy. But I'd settle for some hints on what the big performance was all about."

He looked around, noticing that nearly every surface in the room appeared to be coated in a thin layer of dust. "Though I think first, I'd like to know what the heck is all over the walls. What is this stuff? I think I'm picking up particulates of it in the air, too. Should we be worried?"
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[personal profile] wrathfulkhan 2014-10-28 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
The crimson ring glows on Gene's finger. "It's called Dust," he says, and the helmet reappears, making his voice sound demonic. "It's a kedan drug. Hallucinogenic. Nobody take any deep breaths."

Well, advice that doesn't really matter - Skul doesn't breathe, and both Gene and Tony are now armored up, so...did Gene just make a joke?

Sick fires, Skul.
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[personal profile] skeletonenigma 2014-11-04 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
Why, thank you.

"I'll do my very best," Skulduggery answered wryly. He certainly chose to take Gene's warning as a joke. The information that the dust was a drug, though - that was interesting. That was one of the puzzle pieces which hadn't quite fit in Skulduggery's mental representation of what happened in this room. It didn't help to clear things up, but it did help to make things a little less confusing.

He took a deep breath, just to prove he could, before answering Tony's earlier question. "The big performance was most likely a combination of intimidation and distraction, mixed with a hint of finger-pointing. There's nothing here to support or disprove it, apart from some very heavy-handed dramatic licence." The defaced family tree in the library sprang to mind. "As for effective attack ideas, if you really thought our enemy would abandon a stronghold which still held even a whiff of a clue about his defeat, I would have to reserve all future judgement on your intelligence. Or possibly question the purpose of what we're doing here."
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2014-11-04 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, sorry for asking." Tony threw up his hands in exasperation. "Clearly, no bad guy in the history of the multiverse has ever slipped up a little. Why even bother looking? Maybe I should just go sit at home and play with blocks and do advanced algebraic geometry in my head while all you smarty-pants types figure stuff out. I wouldn't want to waste your time with stupid questions."

Tony was getting really tired of people making snide comments about his intelligence whenever he asked questions about Malicant and his plans. It might almost be suspicious, except he was pretty sure all the offenders just didn't know what the fuck was going on any better than Tony, and being smug, superior assholes about it made them feel better about themselves.

Personally, Tony thought they might get more done if they spent less time thinking up cute ways to insult him and more time trying to actually find some answers.
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[personal profile] wrathfulkhan 2014-11-08 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Gene sighed. "Can we not," he muttered, mostly to himself, because wow that was seriously not helping.

"We know our enemy likes to grandstand - and that usually means there's a likelihood that it can slip up, get overconfident." Not like Gene was speaking from experience on that front! Not at all.