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thenearshore2018-03-05 07:55 pm
frankensteins_moe) wrote in thenearshore2018-03-05 07:55 pm
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Pining for the fjords
Who: Berserker of Black and YOU!
What: Berserker took a solo trip to Norway and got jumped by some local ayakashi, and is dragging her half-dead self home
When: October 21, evening
Where: The Far Shore
[Well, that's the last time Berserker takes a trip to the Near Shore on her own. She'd been doing some reading about Freyr - the god Soleil has taken the role of - and decided she wanted to see the homeland of his followers. There aren't any surviving temples to the Norse gods left in Scandinavia, but Asatru is spreading in recent years and there are a number of small shrines scattered about. Berserker hopped over to one, hoping to see the fjords, but got attacked by a group of troll ayakashi halfway to her destination.
Thankfully, she's a tough fighter possessed of remarkable reserves of strength and endurance, but a sneak attack like that was almost too much. So while she managed to beat back her aggressors and escape back to the Far Shore, she's definitely extremely worse for wear. Literally dragging herself through the streets using her mace as a support, there are a number of deep gashes in her body where the ayakashi's claws managed to tear her open. Curiously, though, instead of exposed bone and sinew there are only severed wires and tubes, periodically throwing off sparks and slowly leaking some sort of black viscous liquid.
She doggedly makes her way through the streets of the Far Shore, heading for Freyr's temple. Her thoughts are consumed only with returning safely to her goddess. Unfortunately, exerting herself is only opening her wounds further, and whatever's wrong with her beyond the obvious injuries is only getting worse as she goes along. It's questionable whether or not she'll make it all the way to the temple unassisted, but at the same time she's giving off the feeling of a gravely wounded animal that may summon its last reserves of strength to attack a would-be savior at any moment.
Approach with caution.]
What: Berserker took a solo trip to Norway and got jumped by some local ayakashi, and is dragging her half-dead self home
When: October 21, evening
Where: The Far Shore
[Well, that's the last time Berserker takes a trip to the Near Shore on her own. She'd been doing some reading about Freyr - the god Soleil has taken the role of - and decided she wanted to see the homeland of his followers. There aren't any surviving temples to the Norse gods left in Scandinavia, but Asatru is spreading in recent years and there are a number of small shrines scattered about. Berserker hopped over to one, hoping to see the fjords, but got attacked by a group of troll ayakashi halfway to her destination.
Thankfully, she's a tough fighter possessed of remarkable reserves of strength and endurance, but a sneak attack like that was almost too much. So while she managed to beat back her aggressors and escape back to the Far Shore, she's definitely extremely worse for wear. Literally dragging herself through the streets using her mace as a support, there are a number of deep gashes in her body where the ayakashi's claws managed to tear her open. Curiously, though, instead of exposed bone and sinew there are only severed wires and tubes, periodically throwing off sparks and slowly leaking some sort of black viscous liquid.
She doggedly makes her way through the streets of the Far Shore, heading for Freyr's temple. Her thoughts are consumed only with returning safely to her goddess. Unfortunately, exerting herself is only opening her wounds further, and whatever's wrong with her beyond the obvious injuries is only getting worse as she goes along. It's questionable whether or not she'll make it all the way to the temple unassisted, but at the same time she's giving off the feeling of a gravely wounded animal that may summon its last reserves of strength to attack a would-be savior at any moment.
Approach with caution.]
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[That gives him pause for a moment. He knows that word, but this isn't the context he would expect to hear it in. Unless, of course, this is a solar-powered robot. Which may be possible for all he knows. Of course, there are other possibilities as well.]
The sun? Or is that a name in this case?
[Why do you keep talking to the girl who can't answer you Saber?]
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Ah... ahhhh...
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[That...clears that up??]
Not one I've heard, but I'm sure I'll figure something out. That is, if you want to be carried back. I suppose if you were willing to sit tight where I could find you again, I could go find this Soleil and bring them to you.
[He's certainly taking the whole situation in stride. It looks bad, but the girl seems to be surviving it. One must always look on the bright side of things.]
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[She doesn't really want to be touched right now, so after a moment's consideration, she sits in place.]
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Saber crouches down and reaches out to her carefully. She may be putting up with it, but that doesn't mean he can totally forgo caution.]
It's going to have to be a princess carry. With wounds like that, piggyback won't do.
[Plus, he's carrying his guitar, so.]
That mace of yours might make things a little unwieldy, but we'll do our best.
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Ahhhh, ahhhhhhh...!
[She points at him, and then into the distance. And then at herself, and then at the ground.]
So... leil.
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[He can't help but laugh. It may not be the most appropriate response, but it really is genuine.]
Yes, of course. At your service.
[He manages a little bow, even in this position, still smiling widely.]
That, my dear, is what happens when a man's ego gets the best of him. But of course I'll do my best to do what you've asked.