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expiationlogs2023-08-05 12:13 pm
emet_sulk) wrote in expiationlogs2023-08-05 12:13 pm
Entry tags:
August catch-all (open)
Who: Emet-Selch and anyone!
Where: Aldrip and nearby outskirts
What:
- Emet-Selch attempts to do some actual work for once at the clinic, healing people's hurts (shock, horror).
- He takes the device he found around for walkies, finds otherhot new single users in his area!
- Encounters a morbol in the wild and it tries to follow him home. Or take him home. Hard to tell with these smelly things.
Warnings: None, will update or list in comment headers if necessary
(Will match tag format, action brackets are fine)
1. The Ascian will see you now
Where: Aldrip and nearby outskirts
What:
- Emet-Selch attempts to do some actual work for once at the clinic, healing people's hurts (shock, horror).
- He takes the device he found around for walkies, finds other
- Encounters a morbol in the wild and it tries to follow him home. Or take him home. Hard to tell with these smelly things.
Warnings: None, will update or list in comment headers if necessary
(Will match tag format, action brackets are fine)
1. The Ascian will see you now
Having returned from the desert, it's business as usual at the clinic. Emet-Selch doesn't really like working but he did make a deal with that young woman to put in the time here. Besides, the pay is going towards the weapon he is commissioning from a local blacksmith - one eager enough for the challenge of an unfamiliar weapon and understanding enough to accept payment in installations.2. Tindr? More like Findr
So the Ascian puts aside his ennui and dons the more agreeable veneer of Solus zos Galvus as he attends to those still recovering from the hurts of the past two months. Being one of the Chosen, he's usually also first to be called on to look at other Chosen who walk in.
a) Greeting walk-in patients:
The smile on his face almost resembles a smirk as he walks up to you. "And what trouble have you gotten yourself into, hmm?"
b) Interrupting him whilst he's busy:
He glances up, from whatever or whoever he's working on with a frown. "Do you need something?" he asks, tempering his impatience with effort.
After putting out a request for help and cobbling together some semblance of a working device, Emet-Selch can be found trying to access some of its other features - to not so very great success. Having noticed that it seems to randomly react to something, he takes the thing outside and tries to locate the source.3. Friends Forevermor-bol
Which is how he comes across someone else with another device.
Emet-Selch looks at you, looks at the device in his hands. Frowns.
"Why is this reacting to you?" he asks irritably.
Further afield, outside of town - or even perhaps closer to the forest's edge - Emet-Selch has come across a familiar creature.4. Wildcard
Or perhaps, rather, it finds him.
The creature in question is a towering mass of thick, vine-like tentacles and a gaping, putrid maw. Like an upright land octopus that is at least as tall as a man. Emet-Selch, surprised to come across something from his homestar, is too stunned to move before the seedkin notices him and starts to undulate over.
"No," he says emphatically, jabbing a finger at it. "Stay."
As if this creature can be trained like a dog. He remembers that gift sent by one of the provinces and how it terrorised the imperial gardens before somehow escaping out into the snowy tundra. Morbols and their ilk simply do as they please.
--and this one attempts to reach out and grab him.
He vanishes into a rift, materialising a distance away. But the morbol advances relentlessly, vines reaching for him.
"Of all the creatures to make their way here from our star, why this one?!"
For closed threads or custom scenarios etc., feel free to hit me up on the CR meme to plot.
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she thinks she might actually... be getting somewhere?
but then she looks up and sees that guy, and she frowns a little before she tosses her head and puts a smirk on her face intead.]
I dunno, maybe it's attracted to my charm. You worried about it?
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Emet-Selch rolls his eyes and gives the tablet a little shake. ]
I was hoping it was finally working. It seems all it was doing is detecting its kin.
[ And it seems to be beeping a bit faster during the brief moment it's closer to the other tablet. He tries holding it out to confirm. ]
...Why does it only function near another device?
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[she holds the tablet out a little bit, and then suddenly... they stop. huffing, she looks back down at the tablet and taps around on it.]
Oh hey, it's letting me get into the texting function.
[and then suddenly his tablet may or may not be getting:]
is this thing on
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...A peer to peer communicator? Does that not defeat the whole purpose of the convenience of a portable device?
[ His tone is scornful. Heaving a sigh, he tries to tap other areas of the screen. It seems there are...games? Even worse: they're co-op. ]
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[she taps at the NOTEPAD app...
...
nothing. an error message pops up.]
You don't happen to know anybody who can deal with this shit, do you?
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[ The jargon is unfamiliar but the interface echoes that which the Allagans once used. He navigates the screen stiffly with his finger. ]
...Something like this ought to have a setting somewhere which allows the user to make their own inputs but I cannot seem to find it.
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she considers for a moment, and then taps some more.]
You'd think so. But everything just keeps telling me it can't do anything. Maybe they're looking to use it as kindling or some shit eventually.
[that's what she'd use it for at this point.]
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[ After more error screens, he eventually gives up and tries to open the camera feature. It...works, funnily enough. He stares for a moment. It's only when he moves the tablet that he realises the camera is attached to the back of it, so he lifts it up and points it at Vi. ]
Hmm. This seems less convenient than a drone.
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[she frowns when he points the tablet at her, though.]
What... are you doing?
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Hmm, capturing a portrait of your lovely face. See for yourself.
[ He taps the miniature in the corner, which brings up the image he has just captured: Vi, frowning at the camera. He turns the tablet around to show her. ]
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bro.]
Oh, I'm gorgeous.
[she says as she's wearing the same sort of outfit she showed up in, and a couple smudges of dirt on her skin. it's not like she doesn't wash herself, but... she doesn't know how to take anything easy.]
A picture's worth a thousand words, or so they say.
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Such remarkable detail. I should like to know how it's done. 'Twould be immensely useful.
[ --so he says, before remembering that he supposedly won't have a chance to see that through. His expression sours a little. ]
In any case, it seems this is the only function these devices have at the moment. A shame.
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I definitely don't know how it's done. It's my first time really trying to do anything with shit like that. Probably some nerd mumbo jumbo, I'm sure there's one hanging around here somewhere.
[she looks back down at the tablet, and shrugs.]
Well, guess there's no reason in trying to break into them anymore, then. Maybe they can be used as a frisbee.
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[ What in the seven hells is a frisbee? ]
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[she motions an estimated size of it, and then tosses the tablet like she was throwing one.
... it obviously doesn't hover, or land to the ground gently. the screen is extremely shattered now.]
It's supposed to hover. Like... fall to the ground like a leaf or some shit. This was just dramatic.
[why is the Arcane cast literally insane.]
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Ah, I know what you mean now. A flying disc.
[ It just wasn't called a 'frisbee' in his world, apparently. He snaps his fingers and a clay version of that familiar shape drops into his hand. ]
Like this, yes?
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[she's just going to say that. but at least she's not as weirded out about magic as she had been when she first got here.]
But yeah, that's a frisbee. [and she looks at the shattered tablet.] You think you could turn that thing into one? It'd make it useful.
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Unfortunately, this world does not seem to be made of aether as mine is. If it were, I could do what you ask.
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Lame. Well, maybe we'll find uses for its scrap or something. The locals aren't very helpful with it... but when are they ever?
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[ He holds out the tablet for her to take back. ]
'Twas an interesting experiment nonetheless. What was your name again, girl?
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Vi. You?
[she realizes she never really had gotten his name...
huh.]
sorry for delay, xiv patch ate me!
Well.
Emet-Selch finds himself feeling just a tiny bit sorry for the piece of tech now. ]
You may call me Emet-Selch. That is a title, by the way. Don't go shortening it like some do.
[ Like Jinx does. ]
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a grin.]
'Kay, Em. It was good to finally know your name!
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It's clear he isn't happy, but apparently this happens often enough that he just sighs in exasperation. ]
Yes, yes...
[ Rolling his eyes, he turns with a flippant wave of his hand over one shoulder. See you around, girl. ]