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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2014-07-13 12:11 am

EVENT | LANDFALL | VALISHAERA

Characters: ALL!
Date: JULY 13-26
Location: Valishaera
Situation: Tu Vishan has made landfall on Siaxhi, to explore the Dreaming Watch City of Valishaera.
Warnings/Rating: Please indicate content warnings in subject headers as applicable.

As Tu Vishan draws near, the heavy jungle visible even from miles out quickly identifies the landmass as Siaxhi, one of the westernmost continents in Konryu and one that has been largely untouched insofar as the kedan themselves have gone. There is a natural inlet along the southeast shore on the continent and Tu Vishan makes for that, though he fills nearly all of it.



OOC INFORMATION
Landfall Questions | Approved Item Requests | Pocket Dreaming Signups

CITY OF VALISHAERA
Exploring the Coast | The Arybar | A Ruined City

WITHIN THE TEMPLE
The Monks' Domain | The Labs & Library | Gathering Rooms & Garden | The Pocket Dreaming Realms

LANDFALL MISSIONS
Dreamscape | Night's Wood | Inan | OOC Organization
solo_patria: (Default)

Enjolras: OPEN

[personal profile] solo_patria 2014-07-13 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
The last few days have been horrible, beyond horrible, as far as Enjolras is concerned, and the fact that they've reached a new place to explore has not done a LOT to reach him, in his current rather reserved state, but he HAS, nonetheless, decided that some time away might do him good. And them once he notices the coast, well, the first thing he is doing is finding a spot near the water's edge, one that reminds him, in terms of temperature, and color, of home, the one that he grew up in.

The sound of the water helps a little too, he thinks, recalling his lessons with Saint-Walker. And now, more than ever, he could stand for a little peace. So, he might be found, eyes closed, breathing as evenly as possible as he tries to calm his mind. Some interruption wouldn't be minded though, of course.
solo_patria: (sc 5: my mistress is patria)

Enjolras

[personal profile] solo_patria 2014-07-13 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
[While Enjolras has become somewhat used to new and exotic places, and the idea that dreamscapes can take one many places in a year, he's nonetheless, a bit baffled by what he has wandered into this time. What? But this is nothing like anything he knows or knew, or has seen. Nonetheless, it's pleasant enough, especially when what looks to be some sort of deer creature, only different to those he's seen in books, passes by him on her way to graze.

Still, what in the world?
Edited 2014-07-13 07:52 (UTC)
solo_patria: (canony: fighting)

Enjolras:

[personal profile] solo_patria 2014-07-13 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
[He's prepared now for something new to hit him when he enters a new portal, but, nonetheless, Enjolras does feel a little lost the moment he enters the portal, glancing around at a particularly vivid flower, and continuing to walk a little, having to step over some particularly overgrown plantlife as he continues to make his way around.]
solo_patria: (canony:  sad looking)

Enjolras

[personal profile] solo_patria 2014-07-13 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Here is somewhere Enjolras feels much more at home. Libraries are comfortable for him, and have been for quite some time, though, he will admit, that after Paris and school, they have another association too. Libraries make him remember Feuilly,who would have loved to have seen this, and Combeferre, whose excitement he can only imagine.

He would have been so at home here, Enjolras thinks of his lover, considering all of the books they've amassed at home, most of them Combeferre's. Of course, their impressive library for such a short time as a year and some months, could never measure up to this but still.]


You would have loved this, Etienne.

[He's saying it out loud before he realizes how idiotic that sounds, and he's letting a few tears slip down his face, even in the dreaming realm because the loss is still so new, and palpable, and...there is only one thing he can do here, particularly as Combeferre can not.

So, Enjolras is steadying himself and his nerves, adding a few deep breaths, then crossing to the shelves to select a volume at random, carefully leafing through the pages as he settles on the ground in front of the elaborate case he took this from, looking for a good place to begin.
i_speak_softly: (*cautiously defensive*)

Donatello

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-07-13 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Don."

"... Kirby?"

"Good to see you again, pal. Hey, I found this crazy portal inside the temple. You really ought to see it. I think it leads to the real Valishaera!"

"The real Valishaera...?"


No sooner had Don crossed through the portal, than Kirby was nowhere to be found. It gave him a bad feeling, but as he moved cautiously through the crystal rooms, it was hard not to be tempted by the laboratory. It's crowded with beakers and jars, Bunsen burners and bubbling experiments, but strangely empty of any people.

"Hello? Is anyone here?"
i_speak_softly: (When I look to the sky)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-07-13 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
An interruption comes in the form of someone saying, "Shell, he's huge."

The someone turns out to be a bipedal turtle, bigger than the norm but nowhere near the size of their host Tu Vishan. He's standing in the water, dripping wet but rapidly drying, staring out towards the city - or, to be more accurate, what the city is riding on. He doesn't seem to have noticed the meditating Frenchman.
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Midii | ota

[personal profile] unetrustworthy 2014-07-13 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[It was the Library that drew her attention most of all. Because of course it was.]

[Massive. One could spend their entire life in this place, and hardly make a dent in the inventory. As it was, she slowly walked up and down each of the aisles. Fingers lightly brushing against the spines of those at eye-level, while her eyes continued to scan the heavens above in hopes of catching even a glimpse of a familiar title.]

[Knowledge. Information. Intel. It was all right in front of her. The one thing she could always fall back on, even when she was left alone. Relationships came and went, but so long as she kept learning about the world around her, she would survive.]


I wonder if there's a reading room.

[If not , she wasn't against planting herself right on the floor in front of the shelves. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, after all.]
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Zatanna | ota

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2014-07-13 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[It would have been a lie to say she wasn't a little hesitant.]

[Zatanna's past experiences with these Realms hadn't always been the most pleasant. Even the ones that had were bittersweet, at best. Memories or Promises of a life that would vanish the moment she left. Even worse, Promises to those closest to her she hadn't been able to keep.]

[But this place felt...different. There was a strange spark of energy that seemed to crackle in the very air. At one point, she could have sworn her hair stood up on end. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply. The scent of nature filled her lungs. Fresh grass, as it would smell just after a rainstorm. Earth. The clarity of a rushing stream of pure water. Hints of herbs off in the distance..]

[She wouldn't be able to see it, herself, without the aid of a reflection...but when Zatanna's eyes opened again...they were glowing softly.]
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Aya | ota

[personal profile] looksfine 2014-07-13 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Was anybody surprised that Aya found her way to the laboratories? Anybody at all?]

[Because that was precisely where the young (not-so-)artificial intelligence headed for the moment she was made aware of its existence. Her motives were pure. Curiosity. A desire to learn more. The potential to gain something that might better support the systems currently provided to her two companies back in Keelai.]

[The books were of little interest to her; her only thoughts were vague recollections of a collection she had once seen in the Science Director's laboratory. And even then, it was only the large, black cover with the undeciphered symbol that even drew more than a momentary glance. Interesting.]

[She moved on, eager to observe their sciences first-hand.]


Permission to enter?
wickerwood: (Wlodzislaw eccentricities)

[personal profile] wickerwood 2014-07-14 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
You're assuming that permission is required.

[Wlodzislaw glanced up from his work with what could be described as a twinkle in his eye. Then his attention was back to the pelican and long-beak alembics before him where he was clearly preparing a number of different tinctures. It barely took more than a look for him to understand what Aya was, in a sense, and the potential which laid before her.]

Bring me that beaker, would you?

[He gestured at a table with a number of glass beakers behind her without looking up, his gaze instead diverting to the pages sprawled across the counter beside him.]
looksfine: (what's personal space?)

[personal profile] looksfine 2014-07-14 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Her assumptions were not wrong. Not entirely. While it may not have been required, it was her understanding that common courtesy stated she should at least announce her presence before entering in the domain of another.]

[It was a lesson that took a while to learn, and thus, one she could not ignore.]


Certainly.

[What was a single beaker in the face of a welcomed greeting?]

May I then ask what it is for?
wickerwood: (Wlodzislaw eccentricities)

[personal profile] wickerwood 2014-07-14 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
Certainly.

[He echoed, though the response guaranteed no answer to her question. Wlodzislaw lifted a quill that wasn't there a moment before to scribble some notes on the page before him. Then he dropped the item and returned to watching his materials distill.

A few seconds later, he straightened and finally regarded the creation for any real period of time.]


You're green. Are you supposed to be?
looksfine: (pic#5522640)

[personal profile] looksfine 2014-07-14 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Rather than take offense by the question, Aya smiled. She was proud of her existence, and the fact that there were others of similar skin tone she had encountered further fueled that confidence.]

If I was not supposed to be green, then I would not be green.

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