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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-12-03 12:24 pm

Event | Landfall | Bresilyk | Countryside

Characters: Any and all!
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Bresilyk countryside (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines

OOC Post | Approved Items | Special Gifts
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside


The countryside is layered with snow that is up to four meters deep, all fallen within the past two months as a cold season falls upon the country. There are numerous roads in between towns and small, domed minesteads and each road is oddly clear of snow and ice. Closer inspection reveals that the surfaces are heated by some technology buried beneath the black surfaces. Occasional construction crews can be seen tearing up or laying down new surfacing over a web of thick, coated wires that presumably provide the heat. Snow is often found sculpted near crossroads, taking artistic shape in anything from beautifully arched sculptures to recreations of local fauna.

Wildlife can be spotted here and there, with a large herd of antlered beasts making their way across the snowy grounds. Webbing between their toes (yes, toes) allows each of the large, white animals to traverse upon the snow-tops with barely a print left in their wake. Hunting parties can be seen chasing after the fringes of this herd while wearing some sort of hovering harness and it is evident that the beasts are a primary source of meat for the people. Birds flit back and forth, a few predatory mammals can be spied at the edges of the icebound forests, and there are a variety of serpentine pets kept by residents fortunate to live in the warmer domed towns.

Speaking of towns, the three within the barrier's reach are spaced roughly twenty kilometres away from one another, forming a triangle of commerce that sustains each. Aihsohlow represents the southernmost town, Phorezton the northernmost, and Markutte the northeastern one. There are a variety of small minesteads in between that would greet travellers, but only reluctantly allow them into their homes. Stories abound of troubles outside the domes and they are not apt to invite said troubles inside.


Roadways | Minesteads | Other
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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2013-12-06 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Calypso had been off in her own world, yes. But the gods must have more of a sense of humor than she thought. The very one she sought to avoid was the one she nearly walked over in her path.

And he had turned to snap at her even though he was the one that was crouched on the ground. She regarded him for a moment, eager not to snap back.]

We should stop meeting like this.

[A sorry attempt at a joke.. Before:]

If you wanted a closer look, getting to the construction sites may help.
fotia: (AND IT MAKES A FIERY RING)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-12-06 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)

Construction sites?

[Now she's talking. Leo's eyes widened in excitement and he began to bounce slightly on the balls of his feet.]

Where is it? Can you show me there?

[The last question came out almost automatically, even before he realized he had said it. But it kind of made sense sense because she didn't make sense, and Leo wanted to fix it. He wanted to know why and how and what was it about her that nags at him, wanted to understand how him and her were supposed to work.]

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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2013-12-06 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[This was a bad idea. She knew it was... And she took even longer to reply because of it, biting her lip as she watched him for a moment. Finally, she spoke up softly, sighing a little.]

Just back there a ways... If you-- if you want me to show you, I can.

[As much as she both did and didn't want to.]
fotia: (IS TURNING ME TO SIN)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-12-07 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Well, yeah I guess. Unless you don't want to.

[He shrugged, giving her a look that said he still wasn't really sure about her. She didn't seem like she wanted him around, but then he could still remember how she acted when he said he didn't know who she was. He wasn't really sure what Calypso really felt, back then—it was so much harder trying to read a person instead of a machine—but he almost thought it was sadness...

He hastily put on a smile.]


But I don't see why not. I mean, everyone wants to be seen with this Supersized McShizzle.

[And he pointed both thumbs to himself and wagged his eyebrows, just for the additional loser cred.]
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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2013-12-07 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[She was about to assure him that she didn't mind showing him... That it was fine. And then he went and did that. And while there might have been the slightest of smiles on her lips and nearly a laugh...

She still rolled her eyes.]


I wouldn't say everyone. Come on, it's not too far... McShizzle.

[She couldn't help it... He was annoying and didn't remember her and she wanted to be as far away from him as possible...

But he was still Leo.]
fotia: (MEA CULPA (THROUGH MY FAULT))

[personal profile] fotia 2013-12-07 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Fine, like I care if you don't appreciate my natural swagger.

[Okay, one thing about Calypso is that she was definitely annoying, acting like she was some hotshot or whatever. Granted, she kind of was pretty hot, but she was also acting like it never occurred to her that she wasn't everyone's type. She definitely wasn't Leo's.

So he didn't really know why his words came out more teasing than irritated, nor does it explain the fact that he was grinning as he followed her lead.]
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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2013-12-07 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
If that's natural-- whatever that is-- I'd hate to see you trying.

[Teasing still. She only glanced over her shoulder to make sure he was following her, smiling slightly, before continuing on their way.]

I don't think they'll let you get very close... But at least you'll be able to see the inner workings of how they keep the roads ice free.
fotia: (WE DIDN'T START THE FIRE)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-12-07 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, so what if she was cute if she smiled? A lot of girls were cute when they smiled. The way it temporarily stunned Leo didn't mean anything at all. Totally.]

Hey, hey. [He wagged a finger at her even if her back was turned to him.] Never say a demigod isn't allowed to do something, because they'd one hundred percent go out there and do the thing instead.
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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2013-12-10 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Really?

[She laughed just a little, shaking her head. They could see the construction site now, not too far from it.]

I should test this theory sometime, then, I think... I'd hate to think you demigods are all so predictable, though.
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[personal profile] fotia 2013-12-12 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
If you think demigods are so predictable then you need to get to know me better.

[Nope, he definitely doesn't see the irony of this conversation at all.

Once he spots the construction site, his footsteps speed up until he's striding beside Calypso.]


Is that it? Oh man, I can't wait!
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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2013-12-15 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't mind that.

[Said very much under her breath... She might have missed a step when he started walking next to her. Smiling over at him, she nodded.]

That's the one I walked by earlier, yes.
fotia: (THE SUNLIGHT CAUGHT IN RAVEN HAIR)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-12-15 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[He found himself grinning back, because okay, that was the second time she smiled at him today, and maybe he kind of wanted to see her do that a little more because he'd grudgingly admit that when she smiled it was like the sun rose up. Not that she was his type or anything.

And to prove that, he sped up the pace a bit, breaking first into a jog and then a run. Look at him what a rebel.

He peered around the construction site, observing keenly, measurements and calculations streaming through his head. Normally that was enough for him to shut off the rest of the world, but now it was like there was a part of his brain that couldn't shake off the thought of Calypso.

So he turned to her and signaled at her to hurry up.]


Come'on, slowpoke!
Edited (DAMMIT TENSES..!!) 2013-12-15 15:29 (UTC)
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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2013-12-15 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[She didn't mind so much when he started running towards the site, she was fine with just watching him. They were getting along, vaguely, and it was this that made her miss him.... Even with him right in front of her. Tugging her shawl closer, she smiled a little as he waved for her to catch up.... Then broke into a full run almost immediately so she could catch up with him.

Giggling, she stopped next to him and tilted her head.]

There, I've caught back up with you. Is it everything you dreamed it would be?
fotia: (//I FEEL HER I SEE HER)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-12-27 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Totally rad. [Someone should really tell him that no one uses 'rad' anymore these days.]

They probably use majorly huge kilovolts of electricity to heat up such a large expanse of road; seems more practical than setting up giant furnaces underground. [He's saying this more to himself than Calypso, though the consciousness at her being nearby never really leaves him.

He leans a little bit more forward, fingers entwining with the wire-fence that keeps them out. After a moment, he glances over at her.]


Thanks for leading me here. [It's a little too sincere, too heartfelt, that he feels the need to add,] Princess Snotty McYells-At-The-Gods-A-Lot.
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[personal profile] ciderandstew 2014-01-02 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[.... These are things she doesn't know, so he can use all of the outdated lingo he wants around her. As he rambled on, she just watched him, trying to mask the endeared look on her face. Because, really? It was nice to have this between them: something familiar from back home, something that made her hopeful that he was still the same hero she fell for knew.]

A little too long to be a nickname, flame boy. But you're welcome.