Ladymance Landfall Log

[tasteforpoison]

Characters: Yelena (tasteforpoison), Annabeth Chase (sophos) and anyone who gets invited to join in threads.
Date: All month loooong~
Location: Mainland!
Situation: Yelena and Annabeth make trips to the mainland for adventures and exploring!
Warnings/Rating: Fighting thiiiiings and stuff at some point. There might be injuries we'll see!

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november 1st

[sophos]

[Annabeth's over Yelena's suite, the first step in their preparation for exploring the mainland. Scattered across one of the tables is a collection of things from around Yelena's place, all of which file under necessary for a long winded potentially dangerous camping trip. Which is filed under: things Annabeth is used to.]

I think that's about everything?

[tasteforpoison]

[Yelena's used to packing light, so when she sees all of the stuff Annabeth pulls out, she has to shake her head a bit.]

Are you sure we need all of this?

[sophos]

[She considers Yelena's question, then looks over the items again. Crosses her arms in thought.]

Maybe not all of it.

[Reaching out, she pushes aside some of the extra clothes.]

[tasteforpoison]

[Okay. That's good. That'll make for a lighter pack, but Yelena still wonders if they need it all.

Sitting at the table, she makes a bit of a face but finally nods.]

So you did this sort of thing a lot? Packed up and just headed out on assignment? Went exploring?

[sophos]

A good handful of times.

[She slides away a couple of other items, and when she answers, it's a bit distracted and rambly.]

The trip across the country I mentioned. But there were two others. And, well, when I ran away from home. That sort of counts. And I guess just before I was taken to this place, I was in the middle of traveling somewhere else, though most of them had end points somewhere.

[tasteforpoison]

[Yelena pauses. The trips across country she knew about, but running away from home? That was new information.]

You ran away from home?

[It's not a forcefully prompted question, demanding an answer, however she is curious as that seems a significant part of her history.]

[sophos]

[She reaches, puts back one item into the taking pile, then pushes away two more.]

[Offhandedly, because she's still thinking over the supplies:] When I was seven.

[tasteforpoison]

[Yelena holds up an item she's really not sure of, but replaces it back in the "take" pile.]

Can I ask why?

[By this point Annabeth knows just about everything about Yelena, but she doesn't expect Annabeth to share her life story just because she knows Yelena's.]

[sophos]

[It's that question that finally pulls Annabeth completely from her camping calculations. She pauses, hand holding a canteen, and she blinks over at Yelena, remembering that she... still doesn't know. Not out of any kind of malice, so much as never the right situation.]

My dad and I didn't get along. He married my stepmom when I was five, and they had two kids. It's...

[The demigod thing is something Yelena should probably know before they head off.]

You know there are gods back home, for me. And you asked how someone gets involved in quests and things? Why everyone doesn't know? Most people aren't aware that the gods still exist - they're an ancient pantheon, long believed gone. But they're still around, and they like to come down and have affairs with mortals.

[tasteforpoison]

[Yelena listens with a cant of her head. She can't imagine what it must be like to have those sorts of family dynamics. A father. His second wife and their kids.

That she goes back to the matter of gods, well, that's interesting indeed.]

You mean the gods would come down from...from where they existed and they would...

[She tilts her head at Annabeth.]

Annabeth, your mother?

[sophos]

My mother is Athena. Goddess of wisdom and warfare. She fell for my dad and his brain, and then I was born. [She doesn't feel like going into the details of what it means to be a brainchild right now.]

But she... wasn't around. She left me for my dad to raise. I was supposed to be a gift, for him. He wasn't exactly grateful at first.

PLACEHOLDER

[tasteforpoison]

[ooc: For second trip out to the mainland!]

PLACEHOLDER

[sophos]

[POTENTIAL PLACEHOLDER FOR THINGS AND STUFF]

ANNABETH, THE DOCTOR, TRIELA; mid-november

[sophos]

[It's roughly the middle of the month when the three of them set out. They pack enough supplies for about a week, and to the mainland they go! The trip goes smoothly for the most part, and a few days in they spot something else in the distance, make their way for it.]

[The closer they get, the more excited Annabeth feels - she has no idea what it is, but it looks amazing. If she starts picking up the pace, she's not sorry, nor is she sorry for pleas and orders of "Hurry up!"]

[Her mind is already going a mile a minute as the structure comes into clearer focus.]

I wonder if it's a temple? [...half of the question is just her thinking aloud, but the other half is actually asking them.]

DAMIAN; middle/end of november

[sophos]

[Annabeth's third trip back is alone. She doesn't plan on going very far inland, but she wants to go back, at least one more time. Poke around some of the cities a little more.]

[Except her plans are hindered a little by some unexpected llothi. She's already fought some and gotten an idea of how they work, but really, she's not in the mood for them right now. Unfortunately, they have other ideas, as they stalk her through the terrain. She's quick enough to escape getting hit, but they follow her to the edge of the city.]

[She manages to stab her knife deep into the chest of one of them, though it doesn't quite go down yet. Ducking into a roll, she slides behind a chunk of tall concrete, listening to the creature groan in pain. She knows they'll track her soon enough by smell at the very least, so she uses her limited time to figure out a plan.]

[A plan that may or may not include running to a taller structure on her left and climbing, with the intent of dropping down on one of the llothi from above. Preferably the one she didn't already stab. She gets high enough and lurks in a squatting position, watching as it approaches and getting ready to leap.]

Leeeet's roll!

[demon_brat]

[But the leap gets preepmted by a little, brightly clad figure with a katana in one hand and a small, wing-shaped (but very, very sharp) blade in the other that falls upon the beasts and starts tearing into them, fast, skilled, savage. Considering his small size, his attack is surprisingly forceful - and, by now, he's gotten good at finding their weak spots. And just about every living thing has a weak spot.

In the end, the small blade cuts close to the equivalent of the jugular of one of the llothi (still unhurt, and fast), and the boy takes a flying leap and a roll, sword coming down to sever its mate's head.

And he lands in a crouch, looking up to see if he can catch sight of the blonde, the green of his mask OR the green of his hair almost indistinguishable under the blood and gore.]

You still there?

[sophos]

[When the figure jumps in, Annabeth gives pause, nearly stumbles from her position. She watches the figure take out one of the llothi - and brutally - but she isn't deterred from her own plan. She leaps towards the live one, landing neatly on its back. Her presence doesn't go unnoticed, but she doesn't waste any time or give it the chance to do much about it. She brings her knife down at its spine, severing arteries, then grabs the back of its neck with one hand, dropping herself to swing around and cut into the jugular previously missed.]

[Annabeth lets go and jumps back. With a cry, the llothi shakes, and falls over, dead.]

[She squints at the mystery kid.]

That was unnecessary. [She is a little huffy. She had a plan.]

[demon_brat]

[... and now he is also angry - at himself - for not managing to neutralize the second beast.]

So what? It needed to be done, anyway! I'd have gotten this one, too.

[Never mind that he missed the fact that the second llothi was still moving, which meant he was the one in (some) danger until she jumped back in.]

They don't seem to be easy to get away from.

[sophos]

I know it needed to be done, and I know they're not easy to get away from. I had a plan, what'd you think I was doing?

[And she holds up her knife with a sigh, because blood. Normally the monsters she fights disappear, but the llothi don't, so she walks over and wipes the blood off on the body.]

[And she looks at the boy, covered in the mess of battle, and yeah, that won't come off easy. She gestures at the muck and blood.] I meant mostly that, too.

[demon_brat]

Trying to get away.

[It's not actually as accusing as it would have been if he didn't recognize her. Actually, it's almost amused, most of his anger simmering down.

He also raises his eyebrows and shrugs.]

The clothing is designed to clean easy.

[The weapons, however? He uses the llothi fur, too, and then dirt from the street to carefully polish them clean again before sheathing them carefully, all the while alert.]

Were you after something interesting when they attacked you, anyway?

[sophos]

That was part of it, but it wasn't mutually exclusive from defeating them.

[She's still a little huffy, but the worst is over, and the llothi being gone is just good in general.]

Design or otherwise, it was unnecessarily messy.

[Annabeth watches him clean off his weapon as she slides her knife back into its sheath, glancing at the area around them in a process. Just in case. And there's something a little familiar about this kid, under the gore.]

I was just going back to the city. [Said with a slight air of 'not that it's relevant to anyone but me.']

[demon_brat]

... you should see it after a bloody run-in after a two-hour trek through the sewers. Not that,

[his eyes move back to the beasts on the ground,]

the outcome is lethal when people are involved.

[Robin turns his face to look at Annabeth.]

This city, or Keeliai? [What. Both were plausible options.] Did they draw you out somehow, or just set upon you?

[Now that the deadly part is over, he is vaguely curious about the third creature that some llothi pairs use to help them hunt.]

[sophos]

Ugh, sewers. Don't remind me. [She knows how gross those are, with or without blood to top it off.]

The city. Keeliai's in the other direction. And they just found me. No mimicking from their little friend.

[demon_brat]

One does what needs to be done. [Like that is normal, coming out of a kid his age.] Like I said. The material is designed to clean well.

[And his eyebrows rise, above the mask.]

Whatever that means. Other than that they don't always use the other creature.

[sophos]

Good for you. [Speaking of the clothing material, mostly.]

I think they mostly track by scent and sound. That's the impression I've gotten.

[But now that the fight is over she's sort of (subtly) peering curiously, because there is something most definitely familiar about this kid, and the not quite stranger-like way they've fallen into conversation.]