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Entry tags:
- *event,
- [au1] legolas,
- [au1] saber (prototype),
- [au1] yu narukami,
- [au1] yuna akashi,
- [au2] assassin (zero),
- [ou] america (alfred f. jones),
- [ou] canada (matthew williams),
- [ou] kiritsugu emiya,
- [ou] kratos aurion,
- [ou] lancer (zero),
- [ou] lyrl dox,
- [ou] pasca kanonno,
- [ou] pilouette bonheur,
- [ou] severa,
- [ou] sissel,
- [ou] wing
Operation Reignition
Who: Anyone who wants to participate in the event!
Where: Assorted places in and around District 3!
When: Sunday afternoon (the 30th)
Summary: POWER IT UP AND GO SHOPPING.
Warnings: None.
By late morning, it's obvious that there's something going on down by the bridges to District 3. Even if you missed the announcement on the network, it's pretty obvious that something is going to happen; townspeople mill about with interest as people set up tables. Irene and Mai are roaming the area, Mai mostly sticking to the medical teams standing by while Irene organizes the rest of the group. Keener eyes might spy one of the brothers responsible for the network, slipping off into the Third District through gates that stand open, but still guarded against any visitors who might attempt to approach before things are ready to go.
Off to one side, there's a shaded area, tents and a few chairs where visitors can wait to be allowed entry. There's a table full of water bottles and light snacks tucked up against the wall, to fortify you against the heat of the afternoon - and it is warm, and only going to get warmer. The natives seem to have accepted the baking sun as the normal way of things, but be careful that you don't get heatstroke.
At about half an hour past noon, someone brings out a little podium and sets it in front of the gate. Irene climbs up on it, holding a microphone in front of her mouth - her voice echoes from a number of speakers set up through the area.
"Alright, could I have my first group of volunteers over here, please? We've got your instructions ready for you to enter the district."
Looks like it's showtime. Are you ready?
((ooh; Event start! OOC information can be found here and here.))
Where: Assorted places in and around District 3!
When: Sunday afternoon (the 30th)
Summary: POWER IT UP AND GO SHOPPING.
Warnings: None.
By late morning, it's obvious that there's something going on down by the bridges to District 3. Even if you missed the announcement on the network, it's pretty obvious that something is going to happen; townspeople mill about with interest as people set up tables. Irene and Mai are roaming the area, Mai mostly sticking to the medical teams standing by while Irene organizes the rest of the group. Keener eyes might spy one of the brothers responsible for the network, slipping off into the Third District through gates that stand open, but still guarded against any visitors who might attempt to approach before things are ready to go.
Off to one side, there's a shaded area, tents and a few chairs where visitors can wait to be allowed entry. There's a table full of water bottles and light snacks tucked up against the wall, to fortify you against the heat of the afternoon - and it is warm, and only going to get warmer. The natives seem to have accepted the baking sun as the normal way of things, but be careful that you don't get heatstroke.
At about half an hour past noon, someone brings out a little podium and sets it in front of the gate. Irene climbs up on it, holding a microphone in front of her mouth - her voice echoes from a number of speakers set up through the area.
"Alright, could I have my first group of volunteers over here, please? We've got your instructions ready for you to enter the district."
Looks like it's showtime. Are you ready?
((ooh; Event start! OOC information can be found here and here.))
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The knight's optics widen at the naming of the weapons, "That is quite an arsenal that is promised to you. I bet you are eager to grow into a knight worthy of them." Wing imagines that it's more a matter of physical strength than it is personal honor. "My sword has a name too." One that is both easier and harder to pronounce.
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Silly special skills that won't be fully developed for a long time."My weapons are paired sets, so I get to learn to use two at a time instead of just one weapon and a shield. Father says that a second weapon can be just as good as a shield if you know how to use it!" Diarmuid looks down at Wing's sword again before giving it another respectful touch, "I bet it has a good name too. Will you tell me it?"
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Wing makes a set of sounds then, likely unintelligible to most as language, sharp and structured but with an undeniable old grace. The sword's name, in Primal Vernacular. "That is its name in the old tongue. I interpret it as 'Too Pure for This World'.
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"'Too Pure for This World.' Yes. It's a good name, but I think it means more too. Words are so limiting sometimes..." Diarmuid stares at the sword in silence for several long moments before looking up at Wing again, "What are your other weapons like? Are they swords too?"