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ʜᴀᴢᴇʟᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴇʀᴄʜᴀɴᴛ ʟɪᴇᴜᴇɴ ([personal profile] hazelwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2012-08-07 08:18 pm

Welcome Festival | Day 06 | All Sectors | OPEN

Characters: You! And you! Even you!
Location: All Sectors
Situation: It's the sixth and final day of the Welcome Festival!
Warnings/Rating: To be updated if actual warnable material occurs.

OOC Details:
>Header threads are available for the major events of the day and anyone can tag into them, replying with others as they are interested.
>Our thanks go to everyone that volunteered their character for the special event today! Favrielle and Yue are the lucky two foreigners that will be "voluntold" for a grand demonstration in front of half the city.

FINAL DAY:
Five days of festivities have come and gone, but the sixth dawns as one final celebration across all of the sectors, with the tours of each day reinstated and the markets re-opened for all! The lanterns made during each previous festival day now decorate their respective sectors and are being lit throughout the day -- though each sector has a podium with the most beautiful of the foreigner-made lanterns on display, ready to be lit at sunset.

With five sectors and twelve active gangs spread across Keeliai, the Alderwood Commander has mobilised the entire police force to patrol all areas and enforce the laws where they have been broken. An eye has been applied to the exact deployment of officers, with the greatest congestion in the Fire, Metal, and Earth Sectors according to gang presence and criminal activity over the course of the festival. Given that the entire force is beating the shell, there are equal amounts of upstanding and corrupt officers spread about and a few juulan go the extra distance in dissuading the latter when one has crossed the line.

Evandau is again a constant presence today and he moves with such frequency through the sectors that he often seems to be in two places at once. Most of the honest kedan take his presence as a reassurance, but there is the portion that eye him nervously and avoid eye contact. There are rumours of a half dozen arrests overseen by him personally since dawn, but he has proven too busy to confirm that via idle chatter with civilians.

Despite the increased police presence, criminal activity continues to fluctuate. Many of the less savoury kedan can be seen employing their skills for their own betterment, so mind your purse and person anytime that you go into a crowd or off the main thoroughfares.

Once again, should two or more characters get into an large-scale altercation, be it with NPCs or one another, please advise Alex ([plurk.com profile] reignsdown or gmail or aim) for intervention/dispersal.

PARADE:
Roadways have been cordoned off throughout all of the sectors for the sake of one parade to trace a spiral route out from the center of Keeliai to the outer walls. Preparations for this parade have been the most secretive of all events during the Welcome Festival, but it's clear by the costumes donned by dancers and acrobats meant to participate in it that no expense has been spared.

Scheduled to begin two hours after dawn, it has drawn many kedan to the sidelines to watch. They, in turn, have been encouraging foreigners to the very front and center, where many have gathered to see and follow the path of performers as they trek through the city.

Widely agreed upon as a beautiful way to mark the final day's festivities, there are few in Keeliai that realise the parade's start is about to be usurped by a demonstration far more powerful that the grand luxuries displayed over the previous five days.

Interrupted before it can begin, all ceremony is gone when the crowds are swarmed by members of the most powerful gang in the Fire Sector and two foreigners are taken hostage, dragged onto the stage bridging the street -- a planned platform for Lieuen to make a final festival speech from -- as the leader of the gang steps up to spread an entirely different, anti-foreigner sentiment while making a demonstration that no one will forget.
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[personal profile] cowled 2012-08-09 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bruce doesn't bother looking at this new arrival. There are several things that identify it as being Damian. The soles of his shoes hitting the ground, the way he breathes, the air he displaces when he moves. There are seventeen other quantifiers, more minor, but equally important. The kedan are shapeshifters, but he's never met a shapeshifter that could fool him completely.

(He thinks of Jason, of Clayface-- and carefully closes the door on that line of reasoning).

Bruce holds out several vials slotted between his fingers, some filled with blood and others with strips of thread, for Damian to take. In case they're separated, in case one of them is killed, they should take precautions to ensure that no data is lost. No words. He's too busy to spare them.]
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[personal profile] demon_brat 2012-08-09 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Robin picks them off from Batman's hand, carefully, then double-checks their stoppers before securing them in various departments of his belt.

Then he crouches lightly, doing his own check on the bodies. It maybe has been covered by Batman... and nevertheless. This will help with keeping track of information if they are separated.

He examines the wounds. And the weapons that the still figures are holding or have on them. He even smells all of those. Each sector of the city, each part of sectors, has its own specific smells. They are often nothing like the ones he has cataloged in his head, but he's working on the local edition, anyway.

All the while, he carefully makes sure he doesn't disturb anything more than necessary. And stays out of his father's way.

He doesn't take long.

And. Then he blinks down at them, as he straightens. Looks around. There doesn't seem to be a sign of police or paramedics or anyone, waiting to take the bodies to the morgue or whatever.]

Are they going to just leave them here to... rot?

[This is not a way to treat the dead.]
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[personal profile] cowled 2012-08-10 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Bruce surveys Damian's examination of the corpses. He hadn't expected the boy would have a taste for the detective work that drives them. Dick's hand, again.

He wonders if he can blame the same for Damian's concern about what will happen to the bodies?

He could shut Damian down. But after a moment's consideration, he chooses to do otherwise.]


What do you think we should do?
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[personal profile] demon_brat 2012-08-10 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, you are so, so very wrong on that account, Bruce. Damian was raised by people who obsess over you and steadily call you Detective, how on earth do you imagine they trained him?

Though Grayson certainly has helped him transfer that to practical situations.

Damian frowns at his father, then describes... well, what he would have done if Batman had shut him down.]

Inquire after local customs, locate the people who tend to corpses, and bring them here.

Elevating tension by assuming any particular way of disposal that may be offensive would be a bad course of action.
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[personal profile] cowled 2012-08-11 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[He knows the ability is there, it's the patience he hasn't really seen in action yet.

Also, there's a tiny flash of pride in his expression, but he shuts it down before he speaks.]


Good. Do that. We'll rendezvous afterwards, ME-1A. You'll know which one is mine.
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[personal profile] demon_brat 2012-08-11 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[That. Whatever of it is discernible behind the mask. It makes Damian blink behind the white-out lenses, nostrils widening a little in surprise.

But he doesn't ask. Doesn't question. Only nods.

But before he takes a step back, he gives the make-do costume a long look, then unhooks his spare grapple gun and sets it on the ground beside his Father. There is a lot of equipment that they need that needs to be up to par, and this place doesn't necessarily - or, at least, readily - provide the materials to ensure that. And the grapple lines are something that Father (and all of them) has spent a long time developing to the state that he knows them in, ensuring their lives are safe, in the air.

Weapons? Batman can improvise. This? He probably can, again, but this is better.

Once the device is on the ground, he takes a step back and sets off to change and start on the task.]
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[personal profile] cowled 2012-08-12 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Robin.

[It's not meant to call him back, only give him reason to stop. Bruce can almost see Alfred, standing there, looking exasperated with the complete lack of paternal affection he's thus far bestowed on the boy.]

You've done well here.

[It's like pulling teeth, okay. But he manages not to convey that in his tone or posture.]
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[personal profile] demon_brat 2012-08-12 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[But I didn't do anything?, he almost answers. Because he didn't, and he always thought that when Father finally praised him, it would be over something worthy. Something that actually matters. Something heroic, or something clever... Well. Less anticlimactic.

As a matter of fact, if it were anyone else, he would have said it.

But it's there, and he finds himself lowering his head, cheeks actually flushing a bit.]

Thank you, Batman.

[Only codenames in costume.

And then he's gone.]