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dreamposts ([personal profile] dreamposts) wrote in [community profile] songerein2022-01-15 02:19 pm

Owl Rescue

✵ MINI EVENT: OWL RESCUE ✵

Late in the month, the blizzard has reached its peak and the skies seem strangely dark and ominous, a soft jingling of bells followed by deep, baritone voice echoes through the skies.


Gone away are the reindeer
Out to play are the dreamers
To lead their return, we gather in snow
All to bring the lost presents home

In the shadows we can build a snowman
To protect the sleigh that's full and bright.
Mimics will attack, and we'll say, "No, man!"
Only the real presents here will do!

We'll raise our mugs to the fire
Raise our voices higher and higher
Then we'll slash through our foes
From head down to their toes
All to save this Christmas Wonderland


In the city we can make some string lights
Beautiful and bright just like the stars
With a little magic, we'll be alright
And top everything off with just a Star

A star so big and bright
with magic all around
shining with all its might
making the world go 'round!

So come join us, all ye citizens
of this little festive town.
Guard your hearts with love and laughter,
and we'll bring this foul Grinch down!


With a mighty bellow the gusting winds clear and for a moment the morning skies seem beautiful and bright, as if the strange blizzard storm had never appeared at all. And then, in perhaps questionably late fashion, a large man dressed in red and astride a giant reindeer descends down to the central plaza.

"Ho ho ho! So this is where that bastard's been trying to hide, eh? I'll give it some credit—it chose a powerful world for its mischief…even if it could still use some work. And it's still just a baby—miracle it's lasted this long." The man, many of which will recognize as the fabled Santa Claus turns to look at the still run down buildings. For a man who is known to being "jolly" and full of holiday spirit, he looks as if he's about to head into war with the large axe at its his side and hardened expression. Just as he's about to say more, he clicks his tongue as a loud SCREEEEEECH is heard in the distance.

"But it won't be around much longer if you kids don't do anything about what's coming."

In the next moment, a large fiery owl large enough to overshadow half the town hovers in the air, the flames dangerously drifting from her feathers.

WHERE ARE THEY…

WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN!!


Her voice shakes the ground, the fire expanding outward as she gives one last heartrending cry filled with anger and agony.



PROMPTS

It's a confusing mess as two large figures have appeared at once, but it's clear that the owl's needs take precedence. With Santa's help, the owl will shrink small enough so that she can wait in the Plaza alongside and wait for those willing to find her eggs and owlets. But she watches over it with an anxious eye, the flames occasionally rising whenever there is a sound of one nearby. Everyone better work fast!

A. Talk with Santa. With Santa remaining with the owl, some may wish to speak to him while the others are working to find the baby owls. Although he plans to speak again once this is over, he will go ahead and answer any questions people may have. All questions may be asked in this thread, and as mentioned in the Game Notes, this will not be an IC thread. It is encouraged for questions to be asked now as it will help speed up dispensing information later.

B. Owl Egg Hunt. The eggs are scattered throughout the town Reverein, the nearby forests, and the lake. As if sensing their danger, the eggs have hidden themselves in various nooks and crannies, which can make it quite difficult to find. Hopefully no one accidentally tries to cook one. However, there are some clues. They will sparkle and will sometimes wiggle and roll out of their hiding place. They can also be "lured" out by friendly, positive emotions, or towards anyone that might exude a feeling of safety, security, and protection. However, if they're frightened the eggs will start to hatch. They sprout wings, legs, or even the beak to try and either escape or protect themselves. The eggs may also take on elemental characteristics, such as turning into a fireball, a block of ice, a giant rock, or a mini cyclone. Another threat will be the snoyotes as the sly buggers will follow would be rescuers to find the egg and try to snatch them and run off.

C. Owlet Panic. For the eggs that have already hatched, the owlets will be panicking and very emotional, causing a great environmental disruption around them. From fire storms to massive blizzards, the babies are out of control. Fortunately they're easy to spot—as well as hear. Their high pitched screeches can be heard from long distances. Calming emotions will be key in trying to soothe them, though dremoation abilities may be needed to get to them first.

D. Owlsitter. Whether already hatched or bursting out after returning to mother owl, the little owlets can be quite the handful. They're born already large enough to fly and while they aren't skilled, they will flutter about here and there. Essentially toddlers, they will get into anything that might interest them and cause mischief. With the owlets capable of casting elemental magic, that can pose a problem as sometimes it can go awry.

E. Snoyotes. The snoyotes are a cross between snake and coyote and they rely on their stealth skills rather than offensive power. They will stick to the shadows and can camouflage themselves well. When they do need to fight, they are tenacious and will try to sink their venomous fangs into their assailant. The venom is paralytic and is potent and fast acting. Although not always enough to kill, if enough venom makes its way to the heart then there might be trouble. As mentioned they will follow those looking for eggs to try and snatch them first, but some may be hunting other eggs. It's not necessary to kill them, driving them off to the Wild Canyons will do.

» BONUS: FANG COLLECTION. Although highly potent, the venom stored within the fangs of the snoyotes can be used in anti-venom remedies (and poisons). Collecting them will need some care. In addition, defanging a snoyote is one way to keep it away for those unwilling to kill. Their fangs will grow back so would be an effective way to farm fangs later.


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[personal profile] burnbrighter 2022-02-01 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It feels like Thoma’s been given something precious every time Diluc smiles, and he cannot help but treasure it. Slowly but surely, he’s finding ways to edge past Diluc’s defenses, to coax bits of joy from him, and hopefully in doing so, show him that he deserves these little moments as much as anyone else does.

Thoma’s fond glance turns away for just a moment, looking up to assess how best to get the owlet down, and in that time Diluc apparently reaches his own sort of conclusion. He finds himself being pulled suddenly in, their lips pressing together, and Thoma reciprocates almost instantly, sliding chilly fingertips into Diluc’s hair as he leans into the kiss.

Sure, it’s a bit surprising, but perhaps the relative seclusion has emboldened Diluc a bit. He’s certainly not going to complain.

But their affection has the added bonus of filling the space with even more warmth, and already the owlet’s feathers are starting to dry. ]
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[personal profile] burnbrighter 2022-02-01 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ In all honesty, Thoma couldn’t ask for a better conclusion to this little adventure. The two of them have saved this tiny life, and watching it come into the world is the perfect capstone. That, and the look of utter adoration on Ori’s face as she looks at the owlet is totally worth it.

He bends to set the remainder of the egg on the ground, letting the owlet break free and stumble around on new legs for a few seconds. Plus, it leaves his hands free so he can twine his fingers with Ori’s as they watch. ]


I think it takes after you.

[ With the leaves and all. ]
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[personal profile] burnbrighter 2022-02-01 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I’ve got you covered!

[ Thoma has no idea what she’s planning, but they’ve worked well together up until this point, so he opts to place his faith in her. Carbuncle has one of the snoyotes well in hand, so Thoma turns his attention back to the other one slowly circling them. He moves with it, keeping himself between it and Merisia.

It takes another leap at them, but this time Thoma swings his weapon up to catch it in the gut with the butt of his spear, winding it. He’d rather not kill them if he can help it, but he also realizes that with the laws of nature being what they are, it can come down to kill or be killed. Whatever happens, he’ll do what he needs to in order to insure they all get back to town safely – the egg included. ]


Doing okay?
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[personal profile] burnbrighter 2022-02-01 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Thoma moves as soon as Balthus does, putting himself between the snoyote still on its feet and the man and the eggs he’s trying to save. Even dazed and singed, the snoyote catches sight of the egg falling and tries to make a leap for it over Thoma’s head, but Thoma is quick to bring his spear up, and the snoyote takes the blade right in the underarm with a yelp. Thoma feels bad about it, but there’s nothing else he could have done and saving the eggs is paramount.

Speaking of, Balthus’ rather impressive dive pays off, and the egg lands safely in his hands!

There’s still the injured snoyote to deal with, but Thoma solves that problem with another swift knock to the beast’s skull with the end of his spear. Bleeding and battered, the snoyote slumps into an unconscious heap. ]


Whew! That could have ended much worse!
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[personal profile] burnbrighter 2022-02-01 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Thoma has the owls well trained, and as long as someone is tossing food, they will line up nicely to receive it. ]

I do! Sewing, knitting, cooking, cleaning. I do all of that sort of stuff!
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[personal profile] burnbrighter 2022-02-01 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Food is a pretty big motivator for most animals. Keep feeding them and you’ll be their best friend soon enough!

[ He appreciates that about animals, honestly. The simplicity of their emotions, the directness of interacting with them. It’s a nice breath of fresh air. ]
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[personal profile] grandduchess_anya 2022-02-01 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
(Dog and human continue on with the play as Anya throws the stick for Pooka again and he chases after it while she runs after him as not to lose him. The pupper is able to find the stick again and he returns to the arms of happy owner.

Hopefully the owlets will stay calm by the time they will have to return to their worried mother.)
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[personal profile] hearthwarming 2022-02-01 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She claps a hand over her mouth to stifle a high-pitched 'awww' bubbling up, although she's sure that Thoma wouldn't have minded if she had cooed at it some more - a fact that she only feels more sure of when she feels his hand clasp hers. She squeezes their hands together tightly, both in approval and in reassurance for herself that he really is here and he's okay. And so, too, is the owlet continuing to stumble about at their feet.

Now, Ori is not the most insightful person she knows by any measure. Peoples' subtleties often escape her, whether in words or in actions. Her wisdom comes from her profound love for nature and it serves her well in situations where she must depend on it for survival, but in conversations and social interactions? Not so much.

That being said, there's something in the inflection and the warmth of Thoma's words that make it easy for her to read between the lines, and— ]


Oh.

[ —her heart feels like it's bursting at the seams for a moment. She's aware that he's joking, naturally, but at the same time it feels so tender and sweet and she can't help but briefly dwell on the idea of them being... parents? To this baby owl? And she can't help the way that her face feels almost unbearably warm in just a few short seconds. Is it really okay for her to feel giddy at what he says, like this? All she can really do is jest in return, saying, ]

Thoma... You know the mother owl would get upset if she heard you say that, silly...

[ As she fails to conceal the affectionate grin on her lips. ]

Come on, let's get this little one to the rest of them before you get any other funny ideas.
Edited (jk i wasn't done) 2022-02-01 20:47 (UTC)
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[personal profile] seemagicshit 2022-02-02 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Guess I was just lucky.

[Now that she's out of the hole, Zhao immediately pegs her as being from the same land where he swears his Chinese ancestors probably came from. If they were magical and could fly and do shit like that. He wonders if she knows the other guy he met...]

You're hurt though. You just get tagged a bit? It's not broken, right?
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[personal profile] legbreakings 2022-02-02 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fortunately, Jiang Cheng is keeping himself busy with the stove and the kettle, and thus misses how close his sister comes to losing the battle to let any tears spill.

He only turns back around by the time she speaks to him again, and is now proudly holding the kettle with steaming hot water.

His eyes are very soft as he watches her soothingly pet the egg, affection openly displayed on his face. ]
There is no need to thank me [ he says, his voice a little quieter and far gentler than he normally lets himself get. ] I will always want to be at your side when you need me.

[ He steps towards the table, carefully pouring water without spilling any before he returns the kettle to the stove. ]

I'm just happy to have you here with me, you know. [ To have her here, when in their own world, she is already forever lost to him - but he isn't quite brave enough to put that into words when there is no need to. ]
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[personal profile] voidbug 2022-02-02 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[The owlets will have to wait, grownups are talking. Or, something like that. Maybe they can find something to distract them with later.]

I do not have a name. [...Maybe they should have mentioned that a long while ago. But then again, no one's ever asked.]
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[personal profile] soups 2022-02-03 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
and it doesn't go unnoticed, that he's trying so hard to be as soft as possible now. it brings a smile to her face, though bittersweet. jiang yanli's head dips in thanks as she observes the steam rise from the cup in which its been poured.

You say there is no need to thank you...and yet I cannot think of something that I'm more grateful for.

if there's anyone who is happy for her to be alive again, to share the experiences of any of these lifetimes with her brothers, it's she — someone who, despite the misfortunes, still has a chamber of her heart that is grateful to face all of this, even if it's the deepest of despair. at least she's alive, and at least they're together...and for as many worlds as they've now been to together, it feels more and more like it's fate.

There will be a way to fix this, A-Cheng...and if not. I know who I can rely on to help his jiejie in her times of need.
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[personal profile] soups 2022-02-03 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
it's true that she gives off that 'fish out of water' vibe, as much as she's assimilated in the past. the long and adorned hair gives it away, mostly, as her dress is casual in style, but still covers most of her extremities. one of the sleeves is slightly torn, however, and she pushes it up gingerly to take a look at what happened in the light.

there's a thin but angry wound visible going down the length of her right arm, starting with a slight puncture wound that trails off into a scrape that has made the skin around it redden and raise slightly.


It's...it's slightly sore, but mostly— it's not that it hurts to move, otherwise she would think her shoulder was broken. except it only feels numb, a small tingling of pain dully situated where the edge of her neck is. I can't seem to move it at all. I'm not sure...it had to be the scrape but—

reality sets in as she's now free from immediate harm, bringing a panicked tone to her voice. it's still something she's trying to stifle, but it's harder to fully suppress now.
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[personal profile] ragingscoopaholic 2022-02-03 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Two little brothers or not, Marui already needs a change of pants after they were both watching these owlets. Not that she doubts he can handle himself. She's sure he'll make the effort, at least.]

Here--

[She leans in close and kisses him on the cheek before pulling away and giving him a big smile.]

I'll never forget your valiant sacrifice. Good luck~!

[Not waiting for his reaction to her teasing remark, she waves and heads off.]
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[personal profile] oathkeeper 2022-02-03 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
If that keeps happening you're gonna make more unversed.

[The concern and worry is clear on Sora's face. He frowns and brings Vanitas' hands close to hold.]

I don't think it's a good idea for you to keep absorbing this much.

[But what else can they do?]
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[personal profile] rokubro 2022-02-03 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Wow he's sounding like Magilou—only with a grim face. And Barok is more than welcome to point them in the logical way!!]

You'd be surprised how well adept at that I am.

[No, please—]

But all right, so unless we raid a chicken coop, guess getting eggs is out of the option.

[.....Wait.]

Or maybe we should try a chicken coop?
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[personal profile] legbreakings 2022-02-03 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If not... He doesn't even want to think about "if not" because there must be a fix for it, but with great effort he shoves back the fear bubbling up in him again. ]

Of course you can! I'll always be here for you, for as long as you want me around [ he says earnestly as he sits down next to her and reaches out to grasp her good hand. His eyes are wide and a little bit fearful again, but he is trying so hard to be brave. ] We should have listened to you better at home, it should always have been the three of us. But we can do better now... we are doing better now.
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[personal profile] darkcharge 2022-02-03 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll make Unversed regardless. That isn't something I can stop.

[ His hands close around Sora's as much as possible. This... This isn't the only area that has shown signs of change. There are other places. Places that are hidden by clothing most of the time. Things that Vanitas hasn't mentioned. ]

Plus I can't pick and choose when it happens. What would you have me do, Sora?
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[personal profile] tailsneverfails 2022-02-03 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Listen, you brat. That coat has been with me through thick and thin. A fussy little egg isn't about to make a big difference.
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[personal profile] disdelusioned 2022-02-03 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[The seclusion has definitely emboldened him as much as the warmth that's been filling the space around them. The chill of Thoma's hands in his hair cause him to shiver slightly, although he can hardly say he minds. As they continue to kiss, he wraps his arm more tightly around his waist to keep him close. Time stops mattering for the moment, as he'd be content to remain like this with him indefinitely.

A tiny hoot pulls Diluc's attention away from Thoma, and he sees that the owlet has somehow made it down the tree and is standing on the ground near them. Its feathers have mostly dried off, and the firebird--having completed its objective--is nowhere to be seen.

Diluc steals one last, quick kiss before pulling away enough to lower his arm for the owlet to hop onto, which it does easily.]

We haven't forgotten about you. I'm glad you're safe, my friend.
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[personal profile] rokubro 2022-02-04 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
I'll take your word for it, but I'm going to remember this for later.

[Speaking of the egg, it's still pretty hot, and is that smoke...?]

...Uh. Eizen. Is your coat fireproof?
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[personal profile] rokubro 2022-02-04 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Nah, and I don't remember enough to have one made, unfortunately. But who knows, maybe someone else knows.

You know you could add some music to the place if you wanted. You have the talent and I doubt anyone would mind. Might actually appreciate it.
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[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2022-02-04 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
I could but it wouldn't be the same. [He gives a rueful sigh before humming a few more bars of "What a Wonderful World" as the egg shifts in his shadow's grip.] Jazz sounds so much better with a live band than a recording.
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[personal profile] judicialassistant 2022-02-04 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's so much uncertainty. She doesn't know what else the owlet can do; she doesn't even know if it understands her, but as a growing girl herself, she supposes she must have motherly instinct built in somewhere. That must have been what was fueling her as she spoke, kept her from freaking out too bad.

When Marui starts to chime in, she feels even better, having a lead to follow. ]


That's right. They haven't all hatched like you, but we've been working hard, looking all over for them. [ The owlet seems to calm down slightly, or at the very least, Susato can feel it fidgeting less in her arms. ] It's too dangerous to take you with us, though. Your mother can protect you.
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[personal profile] volleygenius 2022-02-04 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ Marui likes the step up in assertiveness he hears from her agreement. Atta girl, no need for apologies or doubts, there's a job to do! And seeing the dreamotion slowly but surely move closer and closer to the owlet motivates him to sustain the effort. When he finishes the song, he moves on to a similar one.

Finally, after a few minutes, their combined dreamotion energy reaches the owlet. It seems startled at first, but as the seconds pass, it begins to settle. The winds calm, and less and less of that spell is needed for Marui's voice to carry. With the air growing increasingly still, he invites her to accompany him with a gesture of his arm and a grin. Because he can sense that new message of hers, too, and he knows it's playing a big role in soothing the owlet too. It was their teamwork that made this possible. ]


Nice work! Now let's show this baby the way back to its mama.

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