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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2016-02-01 04:43 pm

LANDFALL | TAVIMBI | FEBRUARY MINGLE LOG

Characters: ALL!
Date: January 27th to ???
Location: City of Hatal, Tavimbi
Situation: After anchoring Tu Vishan to the coastline of Tavimbi, the city of Hatal welcomes kedan and Foreigners alike.
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings as needed.


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The southern port city of Hatal is used to getting its fair share of visitors, so after the initial surprise of having a continent-sized turtle washing ashore and parking there like it's going to be a while, the Tavimbians recover with admirable poise and begin processing the new arrivals through their customs procedure. After providing a basic summary of their informátion (age, species, duration of tenure on Tu Vishan, and list of "potentially disruptive abilities") they'll be issued a pass stamp, which they must keep on their person while in Hatal. It's made of a brassy metal, a little larger than a credit card, and inscribed with their information, their date of arrival, and whether they've had any run-ins with the laws in Tavimbi (it will be stamped accordingly by the authorities if such happens.)

Once that's all taken care of, visitors will be welcomed to Hatal!

OOC: There are starters in the comments for various areas of Hatal, or you can use the rest of the post for anything on Tavimbi which doesn't fit under those headings.



LINKS
Hatal Exterior - The Metal Heights | The Causeway Level | The Reservoir Level
The Artery Level | The Lorn Level | The Jagaiz Rings | OOC Post
redlightgreenlight: (Default)

Anton | CW: It's a fight so....

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-02-02 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis had pitched the idea to a few of the more well off sponsors for the Rings and, unsurprisingly, they had jumped at the idea of a father and daughter spar, especially a foreigner father and daughter. To prevent any kind of perceived deception that could land them in trouble, she had been certain to tell them that she had been adopted. She had chosen one of the rings without terrain, better to showcase their skills. It would be a challenging match as she would have to resist her usual instincts even further, relying only on her base agility and strength without supplementing with aid from the Void.

She glanced at the weapons offered and, despite her longing to try something different, choose something similar in weight and balance to Revelations. There was a rather large crowd waiting for them and she definitely didn’t want to show them anything too exciting right away.
gistful: (it never is)

at least this time they won't be going around tearing off limbs.

[personal profile] gistful 2016-02-03 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
At first, Anton didn't think anything of the Jagaiz rings. Once upon a time he'd earned a living in a very similar way--mostly at Larrikin's insistence--but that had been a very long time ago and it wasn't worth the risk currently.

It was Valdis who brought it up, and after consideration, it seemed like a sound enough idea. Anton knew Valdis could handle him in a fight, and channelling some emotion into action usually helped. His main issue would be not pushing himself too far, given Raine's diagnosis a few months ago.

He hadn't quite been expecting the turnout, though, and spent a moment surveying the audience with a frown before turning to select his weapon. They reminded him of Hopeless's shockstick, a little. Its sigils had always glowed and these had a definite spark to them. After a glance at Valdis and her chosen weapon to judge reach, Anton chose a one-handed shorter-bladed sword. They were to provide a spectacle, after all, and Anton's naturally longer reach would offset that of Valdis's sword. He also chose a small shield.

Then he nodded to the referee to signal that he was ready.
Edited 2016-02-03 04:50 (UTC)
redlightgreenlight: (Don't mess with me)

True

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-02-03 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Valdis signaled the referee a few breaths after Anton, taking a few seconds to get a feel for the weapon. Despite the similar weight and length to her usual weapon, it seemed clumsy, less fluid, wrong. The crowd had quieted, waiting for them to do something, but suddenly Valdis wasn't certain of the soundness of this idea. Bakura had once helped her by giving her something to fight, a way to spend excess energy. Anton needed this and if he pushed himself too hard, then she would forfeit, a no brainer.

She darted forward at the referee's signal, trying to slip behind Anton and get a strike in to the back of his knee.
gistful: (no longer)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-02-07 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
The greatest risk here was a loss of control. If that happened, Valdis was one of the better people to be fighting. Matching her skill would, hopefully, keep Anton from going wild; and it meant he didn't have to struggle with holding back.

But he still opted for defense at the first, so when the referee signalled he didn't move in. Valdis was fast, anyway--no need to push through it right off--and she fought like a wolf, hassling and quick. Anton's shield came down to cover his knees and his blade went straight for her grip on her sword, intending to disarm.
redlightgreenlight: (Skeptical battle)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-02-07 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis switched directions, spinning to avoid Anton's strike, though she felt the air shift from the near hit, and whirling around to redirect her sword's target. Higher this time, aimed at the shoulder of his shield arm.
gistful: (to fall apart completely)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-02-11 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Near thing. Not unexpected. The shield was light, easy for someone of his strength to use adaptively; Anton turned into Valdis's spin and the shield came up, took the blow against his shoulder. The short-sword thrust forward toward her midsection.
redlightgreenlight: (ready for battle)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-02-11 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
The sword slammed to a stop on Anton's shield and Valdis used the sudden stop as leverage, pushing off the ground to flip into the air and roll over his shoulder so she was now on his other side. She staggered slightly on the landing, but the minuscule hesitation wouldn't be noticeable to any who didn't know her and then her sword came up to guard.
gistful: (alone i walk the winding way)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-02-17 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Anton spun on the ball of his foot, anticipating Valdis's course--thank you, Larrikin. His shield lashed out in an attempt to catch Valdis's eye and destabilise her; his sword thrust in toward her ribs.
redlightgreenlight: (You're in trouble now)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-02-17 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis caught the shield's edge in one hand as it lashed out, gritting her teeth at the pain that raced up her arm, then she twisted outward, feeling the slight zing when his sword brushed her side. Her own sword came up from underneath his shield arm aiming to slam into his wrist and break his grip on the defensive item.
gistful: (i'll live to die another day)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-02-23 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
If she wanted the shield that much ... Anton shoved on the sword and let her have it before her blow landed. His sword reversed in his grip as he spun away and then in, blade slashing toward her back and side.

The shield was small, but her sword wasn't made to be used with one. Maybe it would put her off-balance.
redlightgreenlight: (Irritated)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-02-26 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis wasn't planning on using the shield, her goal was to simply remove one of his defenses. The moment he released it, she continued with her turn and flung it across the arena like a Frisbee. It skidded across the ground when it landed and struck the wall. Then her sword struck his, blocking his slash.
gistful: (alone i walk the winding way)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-03-01 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
Fast. Faster than him. But Anton didn't hesitate; he put the whole of his weight against his blade, where it might test even Valdis's strength. While she was focussed on that, he lashed out with his other fist to distract or wind her so he could use the Jagaiz blade.
redlightgreenlight: (Eyeroll)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-03-02 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
She braced against his weight, teeth gritted, waiting for him to make another move. The instant she felt him shift to lash out, she slipped aside, flicking her sword away from his and removing all resistance.
gistful: (i feel it growing colder)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-03-09 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
Despite Anton's stance, he didn't fall; his weight shifted and he used it to spin toward Valdis, following her dodge.

They traded blows that way, Anton leading them toward the shield--or attempting. In truth Valdis was one of the few he was willing to risk fighting, knowing that she could match him. That made it hard enough.

Then he caught one of her blows and his elbow quivered alarmingly to hold it, enough that even Valdis ought to feel it. Anton grunted and pushed away, shifting his grip on the blade. If he pushed any further, Raine would be harsh with him.

"That's enough," he said.

"You're forfeiting?" said the referee in surprise. Anton looked down at his fingers on the blade. The tremble couldn't be seen, but he could feel it there, nonetheless.

"Yes."
redlightgreenlight: (worried)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-03-09 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The dance continued, with Anton trying to reach the shield and her blocking him at each turn. That didn't mean it was easy, the man was skilled and had quite a bit of practice, making it a fierce fight that she was certain the audience was enjoying. Then she felt, as well as saw, the sudden weakness in his arm and she instantly removed the pressure, moving away to give him space.

She was loathe to forfeit, but if that was what he needed, then she would, however, he spoke before she could, confirming her concerns. She barely heard the confused referee declare her the winner, she was too busy moving to Anton's side.

"Let's get back to the Hotel," she murmured, "You need to rest."
gistful: (it's easy)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-03-13 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Is everything well?" the referee asked anxiously, seeing the way Valdis hovered.

"I'm getting old," Anton told the referee dryly, holding out his hand so the referee could see it waver. "There is no point in pushing myself unduly if my own physical weakness has already spoken the end."

"Ah!" The referee's eyes lit up, and he bowed. "An old fighter who knows prudence. You are indeed a skilled warrior." He turned toward the slightly confused crowd, weaving a story of a father's mentorship of his daughter of caution as well as skill and speed, 'til the student could surpass the master; of the father's proud acceptance that he'd been surpassed.

By the time the pair had left the arena, the crowd was roaring instead. Anton murmured, "I'm fine, you know."
redlightgreenlight: (crossed)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-03-15 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis smirked, feeling slightly awkward as the referee began to spin his tale. It wasn't so much that it was all lies, except that the tale was quite tall.

"He weaves a good story," she replied, not commenting further until they had reached the weapons room. She tried to stay silent, but the memory of the waver kept nagging at her.

"You say that you're fine," she said finally, turning to face him, "But you aren't. The gist is running hotter than it used to. You have bouts of weakness that cause your hands to shake. You're trying to hide it, but you forget that I have senses that other people don't."
gistful: (it's over)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-03-20 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
Somehow, the confrontation was unexpected. Anton tilted his head toward her as he lay his weapon down, and then looked away as she finished. "There isn't anything to do about it that isn't already being done," he said quietly. "I am getting old, Valdis--five hundred and change is very old, for a gist-user. My magic is more taxing than most. But you are ... correct in that it's been more active lately."

The last was said reluctantly. It wasn't something he wanted to talk about at all, but particularly with Valdis. She was protective, overly so; if he told her the effect China was having on him, he didn't think she would accept a request to leave it alone.
redlightgreenlight: (shocked)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2016-03-20 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Mortality was something that she didn't want to think about, especially because, someday, she knew that the people she cared about would die and she wouldn't. She couldn't even stop it, death was an enemy she couldn't fight on behalf of her friends. She was silent for a long while, uncertain how to respond.

"There's nothing I can do?"

Her voice didn't rise with the question, making it more of a shocked statement than anything else.
gistful: (so let this life begin)

[personal profile] gistful 2016-03-23 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Be here," said Anton, almost wistful, thinking of the way the Dead Men had split up even though none of them had wanted to--just because the men who made sure the hurts didn't divide them had been gone. "That isn't nothing. But, no, there is nothing active you can do."

He went to her to brush her hair back from her face. "There is nothing wrong with what can't be changed, a leanbh. Such moments can turn lead to diamond. What defines a person is what they do when faced with them."