Event | Turtle Dive | January 20 - 23 | Underwater zombies crave your briiiiiines

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all PCs
Date: January 20th - 23rd
Location: All Sectors
Situation: Tu Vishan continues swimming along the ocean floor after his monumental dive, but it turns out there are a whole bunch of undead that want in on the party!
Warnings/Rating: Underwater situations, violence, potential gore; to be updated as noted.

>See the comments of this post for various situations and areas available for tagging.
>Each header will be set for a date and/or area.
>Feel free to start your own header for specific situations.
>The Palace subplot will be run in a separate log.
>Refer to the two OOC posts for further details. 01 | 02

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[sophos]

My life wasn't in danger.

[imaginate]

Last I checked, those things steal your soul. We're all in danger.

[sophos]

And I was handling myself just fine, in case you missed that part.

[imaginate]

They die faster with one of these. [Rings up another flamethrower and holds it out for her to take.]

[sophos]

I'm aware. But I'm not out here to kill them at the moment.

[She sort of stares at it because her hands are currently occupied with shield and knife right now.]

[imaginate]

Are you looking for someone, or headed somewhere?

[sophos]

The latter. [She stiffly readjusts her shield.]

[imaginate]

Need a lift? I can fly us there.

[sophos]

No. I can walk.

[Stubbornness is her middle name.]

[imaginate]

Flying's more efficient. [Appeal to pragmatism?]

[sophos]

If I knew you at all.

[Pragmatist? Yes. Trusting? N o p e.]

[imaginate]

I promise not to bite you or steal your soul. [Man, it's so hard to be in a place where nobody knows what a GL is.]

[sophos]

See, I wouldn't let you if you tried, so that promise doesn't really mean anything.

[imaginate]

Okay, now that we've established you can brutally axe - okay, knife murder me - wherever you're going sounds important so why don't you hop on [he rings up a small chariot] and I can get you there as soon as possible?

[sophos]

[She stares at it, a little skeptically. It sure would be convenient, but she purposely left with enough time to arrive on time. Not early.]

[And more pressingly:] How did you do that?

[imaginate]

Magic. [Said in a tone where nobody can really tell if he's joking or not.]

[sophos]

[She rolls her eyes.] Clearly.

[imaginate]

[Shrugs.] All aboard?

[sophos]

[She's still staring at it, with a little familiarity. She's built chariots, ok.]

How does it run?

[imaginate]

Like this. [The construct moves ahead seemingly of its own accord, circles in the sky a little (well he's a showoff) before stopping next to her.

She'll notice a faint green glow similar to the one covering her coming from a ring on his finger, which matches the insignia on his uniform.]

[sophos]

Glowing green magic. Gotcha.

[Sh still makes no movement or implication that she'll be getting in.]

[imaginate]

Hey, this was driven by a princess of Themyscira. [She does remind him of Diana, a little. Actually, a lot, and the sentence is out before he realises she might not even get the reference.]

[sophos]

[That's a bit of a ping.] Are you from the same world as Zatanna?

[It's a little sad that that's where her thoughts jumped, instead of something related to home, at this point.]

[imaginate]

You know Zee?

[It's not a yes, because she isn't, but the use of a nickname gives him away immediately.]

[sophos]

I didn't realize that was a nickname. But yeah, we met here.

[It's confirmation that he knows her, at least.]