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Marshal Cobb Vanth ([personal profile] heypartner) wrote in [community profile] revivalproject2021-07-19 10:59 am

In the Deep Dark Hills of Eastern Temba

WHO: Cobb Vanth & Mining Expedition Team
WHERE: The Mines
WHAT: Mine exploration
WHEN: First Week of Event.
WARNINGS: Cursing. Blood/Injury.



Mining Expedition - for Mining Team

It had been a long time since Cobb had worn the armor he bought on Coruscant. He stood outside the entrance of the mines in the polished slightly gold colored durasteel with no cape. Last thing he wanted was for that to get caught on something while underground. The armor would protect from minor cave ins and small falling rocks but a part of him wanted to take it off. If the ceiling came down, Cobb would honestly preferred to be crushed immediately instead of survive.

A few had happened while he worked underground and he'd been lucky not to get caught in them. He had seen what happened to slaves who had been and those images haunted him as he looked at the entrance to the darkness beyond.

As the little team started to gather together Cobb pushed those thoughts from his mind. He needed to focus to keep all these people safe underground.

"Here's the general plan," he said when they had all arrived. "Drake's probe, Mini, and this guy here will go first. The probe should be able to tell us the air quality which should be your number one concern. Anyone who breathes starts to feel light headed, you walk out immediately. No pretending everything is fine. We're here to map this place and see what needs fixin', not start digging around."

Anyone who toughed it out and then passed out would put them all at risk. Cobb's tone was very stern and grim. This was not a time to fuck around like this was a walk around talk. Luckily, this group didn't seem like the type to do that.

"Second thing to look for is the ceiling. You see it bowing down anywhere that's a good sign of a collapse. Should be even all along the way." That was how it was back home, at least. "And it might get tight in there depending on how the Agrii build their mines. No one goes off alone. You always have a buddy. Any questions before we head in?"

The mine's entrance was big enough but Cobb felt once they got inside and got under they might be in for a tight squeeze.

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Cave In - for [personal profile] thesepreciousthings

It was surprisingly easy to get comfortable underground again. Cobb was all too willing to explore around with Starling when she asked. Apparently, she came from mining people too. She felt more useful helping out in the mines than exploring the new city.

"I can't tell much of what they were doing down here," Cobb said as they walked down a side tunnel, intending to map it. They had a pretty decent map taking shape with marked spots for the strange place they found and the holes to the surface. "They didn't leave any mining equipment behind so who knows what they got from here? Haven't seen crystals or coal or oil. Not even salt. Just the stone walls."

He was a little bothered by that. This was an extensive mine and clearly served a purpose at one point. There was no real clue what the purpose was however. Not to Cobb's eyes, at least. They had some hope once they understood the panel and all that, it would become clear.

Cobb was about to say more when he noticed something in the glint of his flashlight. A piece of metal hanging down from the ceiling. He had half a second to realize it was a roof bolt meant to hold the roof of the mine in place when a stone slipped.

"Starling!" He grabbed her just as more stones start to slip and the roof broke apart. Cobb dragged her out of the way but they were caught in the fall. Not the worst of it. Cobb pressed her against the wall as what felt like the whole of the earth came down around them. It was his worst fear come to life and it hurt as the stones bounced off his shoulders, his back, and his head while he tried to keep her from the worst of it.

When the rumbling stopped and the air went still Cobb blinked in the darkness. His flashlight was somewhere but they were in complete blackness now with the mine closed in around them. Well. Damn it all.

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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-08-04 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
"It is no small part," Reeve answered with a shrug to the ghost. Mini, meanwhile, was watching the thing with attentive lashes of his tail.

Make a cat robot, and it gets some cat mannerisms, including wanting to pounce. Reeve, not noticing, returns to Felwinter.

"The Risen. That... seems to imply a thing. An ascension, or a return."
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[personal profile] tyrants_son 2021-08-04 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
If she were paying better attention to the cat-being, he'd get a flat-eyed look. She'd already had to deal with overly curious mothkittens plaguing the library. But at the moment she nodded along with Felwinter at Reeve's observation.

"It is as you say. All who were chosen by Ghosts and the Traveler were once dead, and brought to life by the Light. And so long as our Ghosts are with us, they are able to revive us," Felwinter explained. "I have died many times since. Being brought back does not make the experiences any less pleasant."
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-08-04 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, the mothkittens could fly. Mini? His legs weren't made with the same structure as a real cat and thus wasn't going to have as much vertical jump.

"Do you know your life from before?" Reeve asked, before gesturing to Felspring. "Before the first?"
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[personal profile] tyrants_son 2021-08-04 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Felspring glanced down at Mini with a suspicious look at the attention she was getting from him.

The warlord hesitated before shaking his head. "...no," he said. "Sometimes there are memories of things I couldn't have possibly indulged in after Felspring found me- a quote from literature, a snippet of music. When I am brought back from a death, flashes of memories come more clearly, but still brief and in no particular order."
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-08-05 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Don't mind Mini, Felspring. He's just pacing as he's considering your placement. Don't worry. Not at all.

"Ah," Reeve said, feeling mindful and uncomfortable. He hadn't meant to make someone feel awkward over their history. Better that he moves on. "I have seen a few others with Ghosts here. It seems like there are a variety of powers associated with your work, is that correct?"
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[personal profile] tyrants_son 2021-08-05 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
The upper portion of the Ghost's shell bunched slightly, very much suggesting a squint.

Felwinter shook his head at Reeve, not too bothered by the admission so much as cautious about just how much he shared of what he did know about himself. He was however glad to shift to something easier to speak of, nodding. "I've heard of at least two others. Guardians, they are referred as? It must be the temporal differences," he mused. "But it makes me hopeful that there is a time where there will no longer be warlords who abuse their power.

"There are several...elements, I suppose one can call them. We can harness the Solar heat of the sun, the electrical charge of Arc lightning, and the consuming vastness of the Void."
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[personal profile] plate_builder 2021-08-05 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Warlods who abuse their powers. Reeve sighed at that. He's known people like that back home. They had another name, but they were absolutely warlords, shaking the lives of others.

"Well, that makes two of us with electricity down here. At the moment I have lightning and ice at my call. I'll try not to cast my magic while you're working. Two bolt spells at once tended to be awkward back home."