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Michel woke up when his alarm went off. The first thing he did was look at the training schedule that the scientists had given him. Remembering today's task, he slipped on the 'Etherion radio-control helmet', waking up a small, ball-like robot with extending hands and feet. Michel spread his arms slightly and commanded the robot with his psycho-etherion interface to pick up the straight jacket and dress him, securing his arms. His task for the day was simply to go about, interacting with the environment and people as much as possible, with his arms restrained, using the remote-controlled bot to carry out all of his actions. Thus, it took him significantly longer to brush his teeth and get dressed, as some of the finer movements were difficult to pull off with the robot's clumsy fingers.

Done with his toiletries, Michel decided to get breakfast, and headed over to the mess hall. He waited in line and got his breakfast. Seeing Victor, a fellow pilot, Michel headed over slowly, the platter of food clattering dangerously in the robot's grip. "Good...morning...Victor...!" Michel called out, though the robot lurched slightly, threatening to drop the platter with every word the boy spoke. Though it might seem insane, given this level of control, that Michel used the same system to control ten autonomous Beamstar Blades of the Promethion, the significantly larger equipment was of much higher quality thanks to its size; the miniaturization of the technology was still in its infancy, so Michel was being used as a test-bed, though it was also a good way for Michel to continue to perfect his control. At some point, Michle managed t osit down next to Victor and began using the robot hold the utensils to feed himself.
Din
Level 2 - (5/20) EXP
Location - Ancient Gardens
Word Count: 285

@Star Lord @Lugubrious

"Thanks," Din said, taking the keyblade from the Master of Masters. He had said to name it, but she wondered what would fit. A sudden flash of inspiration hit her, and she wondered if 'Charm Equinox' would be a good name for it.

Then Roadhog woke up, confused and violent, bellowing and firing his weapon. By now, it seemed most of the party had rushed off to attempt to rescue Kirby, some of them trying to explain the situation to Roadhog before running off. Though Din wanted to make up for her past mistake of letting the enemy grab Kirby, she also felt responsible for Roadhog, so decided to take it slowly with the large man. "Hey big guy, take it easy. We all woke up confused, but what the others have told you is the truth. We all came from different worlds, and that evil ball of light in the sky mixed the mall up into chaos. We're still trying to find answers, but we've decided that the best thing to do is stick together, and whoever recognizes anything from their world, we follow them, hoping they can lead us to answers, which is why we're following the big turtle guy right now. One of our friends flew off and hasn't returned yet, and another friend...was kidnapped." Din bit back her words a bit, deciding not to implicate Roadhog in said kidnapping. "Which is why everyone is in a hurry to rush ahead. Even though we all just met, we're trying to keep each other safe. I'm not much of a fighter, so I'll stay with you for as long as you need to get your bearings and let it all sink in, okay?"
@Lmpkio

Drakairos back-stabbing Thesan:

As each of the cursed prisoners left the room, a guard was assigned to escort them, keep an eye on them, facilitate their preparation, and provide directions if asked.

@Tricheus

During Ahelair's return to his clinic, a few healers from the Volunteer Corps solemnly introduced themselves, and ask Ahelair and his nurses some questions to familiarize themselves with the clinic, and the area that it serves.

@tekkaiwallace

Mort's escort, who happened to be a human, helps fulfill his requests for equipment, and makes an effort to blunt any potentially abrasive exchanges. Mort's escort assures him that the party will not be traveling alone, and that camping materials and food will be part of the entourage when they leave, which will include several carts and pack animals. The escort also provides Mort with a bottle of the barracks grog, it's not good, but it's strong. The books are harder to acquire, as the city libraries are only willing to relinquish extra copies, and even those they are loathe to part with. In the end, with the escort's coaxing, Mort is given a few maps of the continent, a simple bestiary and horticultural guide, a copy of the Book of Light (compiled scriptures of the Six Gods), and a historical mythology primer intended for fledgling priests. The escort also leads Mort to Administrative Center's alchemy lab, where an apprentice requisitions a small chest of sample vials of various poisons, as requested.

Finally, the escort brings Mort to have an audience with Councillor Sharmukh Isra'fil in the High Priest's office. Sitting at a desk, flanked by guards and clerics, Sharmukh invites Mort to sit, and for the escort to remain outside. "I wasn't sure whether to expect you or not, but I suppose what they say is true, 'birds of a feather...' I suppose you have come for information on our homeland? To be fair, I probably know as little about it's current events you, possibly less, as I have been stationed here in the City of Light since long before the calamity. I had more hoped to convince your...fellows...to liberate Lathesa's Roost first, though I doubt I'll need to convince you, as I'm sure you weep for our people and our home as much as the rest of us. Did you come to seek some way we can leverage the others? Or for something else?" Sharmukh narrows his eyes at Mort, curious of his intentions.

@Fiya

The escort that had been assigned to Res happens to be a dwarf. As Res looks through her old pack for money, the escort strongly suggested to Res that if she required her money back, she could make a formal request to Gudrun Harkenstone, the Dwarf Councillor. After Res washed up, the Dwarf escort waiting outside leads Res, as requested, through the halls of the Administrative Center. The escort looks around with shifty eyes as the stroll takes an unusual amount of time, before arriving at the Office of the Treasurer, the Office of Councillor Gudrun Harkenstone. The escort announces Res' intention to be led to the nearest Councillor.

Gudrun silently looks up from her desk at Res, then at the escort. "You are aware that my office is hardly the closest one to the living quarters?" The escort remains silent, though is visibly shaken. Gudrun sighs and pulls an empty parchment and begins scratching her quill on it furiously. "I am suggesting to the Lord Protector that you be flogged for behavior unbefitting of your rank and station, and for allowing your personal bias to interfere with important matters of state."

"I did it for Thromburg!" the escort retorts.

"Have some Dwarven Dignity!" Gudrun shot back. "Divine Law is...?"

"...mithril." The escort finished.

"And Dwarven Law is...?"

"...iron."

"Our people did not become great through subterfuge and dishonesty. Go find your replacement escort for this elf," as the escort leaves in shame, Gudrun looks at Res again, "Since it seems, based on your request, that you do not care which Councillor you speak with, I suppose I'm as good a place to start as any. Sit, and let's talk business. I do not much like the idea of 'bribing' you and your party to liberate 'my city' first, but as you can see from the behavior of your ex-escort that we all desperately want this nightmare to end."
@tekkaiwallace

Also, I will say that Mort can fly, but the heaviest armor he can equip is leather armor. Unless his Job as Regional Manager of the mines involved wearing heavy armor and flying.
For now, I am going to deal with each character individually.
Haruishi Mari
It was another cold morning in Kirisama as Mari walked from the commune under the bridge towards the post office, dressed in a dirty hoodie, and with all her belongings packed in a duffel bag slung across her shoulder. When she had made her intention to apply to Jigokuraku and 'move' to Kirisama, she had set up a post office box at the nearest post office in town just so she could receive mail. She had enough money saved over, and had made some from recycling litter, that she could continue to pay for the P.O. box for the time being. She wasn't sure if she should put in the effort of finding more permanent lodging, and an actual job, or if she should just skip town, and look for warmer climates.

Mari had expected judgment at the end of the exam, but they didn't even call out the points they had earned (or not earned). The faculty instead had asked the students to wait a few days for a letter. They did at least, tend to her wounded foot. So Mari stuck around, just trying to make ends meet in the chilling fog of Kirisama, among the forgotten. She didn't know why she stayed. Having disappointed herself at the exam, she knew what her result was going to be, yet a shameless corner of her mind still held out hope that she would be accepted. When she left the commune, she had wrapped up everything that was hers and said her final farewells to the others who lived under the bridge, whatever the result, she wasn't likely coming back. Arriving at the post office, she walked up to her box and unlocked it with the key the office had given her, pulling out the letter and tearing it open.

‘Haruishi Mari

The sacrifices you’ve made for yourself are admirable, as is your level of perseverance. We would’ve completely understood if you felt unable to continue due to the injuries you’ve sustained to your leg, and yet you’ve decided to press forward. That said, try not to be so reckless in the future; it’d be unfortunate to lose a good student over something we are more than capable of preventing.

Please make your way to the school hall at precisely 8:00am. Your fellow students and teachers will be awaiting your arrival.’

Mari's knees went weak as, leaning against the wall of P.O. boxes, she slowly slid down into a crouching position, one hand against the wall, the other hand gripping the letter like her life depended on it, her arm covering her eyes as she bawled.



Mari arrived at Jigokuraku at 7:45AM, after making a detour to her gym to shower. Though she wore a stern look on her face, neither that nor her shower could hide the redness and puffiness around her eyes. She looked around to see if anyone else from the exam had arrived. If they accepted her, then surely most of the others had made it in as well.
@Lugubrious

Can Din's Level 2 ability be turning a patch of ground into snowy/icy terrain? It would do minor cold damage, but mainly be used to cause slipping.

EDIT: also create ice platforms across water
Din
Level 2 - (4/20) EXP
Location - Ancient Gardens
Word Count: 324

Din was bent over, her hands on her knees, still attempting to catch her breath after the battle with Roadhog, when the rest of the group arrived. She wasn't sure what to do with the large man, but fortunately, the man in the hooded cloak had a solution. Din was taken by surprise when the man pointed at her, a warm feeling encompassing her body, and an uncontrollable gasp escaping her lips as the Master of Masters extracts a ball of light from her chest, which turned into a weapon. Din was captivated by the spectacle, and particularly the weapon, but Tora's question broke her out of her curious musings. Din felt horrible, but she had to tell the truth, "This guy had a partner, one of those rabbits, they took the hat and ran off that way." As she pointed, she squinted her eyes, realizing that it was still within view, though it seemed to have caught up with a group of its allies. "I see it! The rascal's right over there! We might be able to catch up with it!"

But with the group back together, Din was slightly less worried about letting the Rabbid slip out of their grasp and brought Linkle and Ratchet together. "Hey, umm, Linkle, this crossbow really saved our skin. Do you still need this, Ratchet, or should we return it to Linkle?" Din asked. Din also took back her Rod of Seasons, realizing that the Gem of Winter glowed with a faint light, while the others remained dull. Did this mean that the power of Winter had been restored to the Rod?

Whatever the fate of Linkle's crossbow, Din went back to the Master of Masters, and noticed the reviving Roadhog. "Umm, what is this weapon you pulled out of me? Could I use it to free these apparently mind-controlled creatures as well?" Din attempts to pick up the keyblade, not knowing its connection with her.
@Lugubrious

You mentioned 3 'encounter XP", is that XP 'in addition to' word count XP (which is also 3)?
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