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revivalproject2021-07-27 10:30 am
cannot_flinch) wrote in revivalproject2021-07-27 10:30 am
One Guardian & Ghost in Not-Temba
WHO: Ikora Rey & OTA
WHERE: Not-Temba
WHAT: Exploring the City
WHEN: During the event
WARNINGS: None yet. Will update if necessary.
I. The Library
It was very disappointing to walk among the empty shelves and empty buildings of the library. Ophiuchus floated a few feet ahead of her, scanning things here and there but it didn't even seem like there were electronic records hidden away to resurrect with power.
But that left a mystery and Ikora did enjoy a mystery. Why have a library and what appeared to be a university with no written material? There appeared to be nothing to study which did lead to some interesting questions.
What did they teach? How did they teach it? She had suggested the idea of psychic communication to Jon on the train but the more she and Ophiuchus wander the more it seemed possible. Of course, there was no evidence of that either.
There was emptiness and ruin.
Ikora stopped in a well preserved lecture hall, hands folded behind her back as she studied the room. If only walls could talk perhaps then she could get some answers to how they taught.
II. The Quarry
Ikora stood on the edge of the quarry and considered the long, winding path down to the bottom. It would take hours to walk down there.
"Ikora..." Ophiuchus said with a note of warning. "Don't."
"It'll be quicker," she said with a little smile and a glance over to her ghost floating by her shoulder. "And I will go down in stages. Not at once."
She liked adventure and exploring but was well past her days of dying on purpose to see what was beyond the veil of death. There might be answers to how and why everything here was carved stone at the bottom as Earth quarries kept machines and tools where they were mining out. It might also have some sort of deadly threat at the bottom but she felt stronger with the Light after practicing and meditating regularly.
"Well, at least you've thought this through," he said dryly. Then he sighed, resigned to his Guardian's choice of getting down.
Ikora walked a few steps back, took a deep breath, and then ran forward for a flying leap off the edge. And she started to fall, faster and faster until she started to near the first winding path down. She called on the light and slowed. She kept slowing and slowing, gliding through the air until her foot touched down and she landed with just a slight puff of dust.
III. Wildcard
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WHERE: Not-Temba
WHAT: Exploring the City
WHEN: During the event
WARNINGS: None yet. Will update if necessary.
I. The Library
It was very disappointing to walk among the empty shelves and empty buildings of the library. Ophiuchus floated a few feet ahead of her, scanning things here and there but it didn't even seem like there were electronic records hidden away to resurrect with power.
But that left a mystery and Ikora did enjoy a mystery. Why have a library and what appeared to be a university with no written material? There appeared to be nothing to study which did lead to some interesting questions.
What did they teach? How did they teach it? She had suggested the idea of psychic communication to Jon on the train but the more she and Ophiuchus wander the more it seemed possible. Of course, there was no evidence of that either.
There was emptiness and ruin.
Ikora stopped in a well preserved lecture hall, hands folded behind her back as she studied the room. If only walls could talk perhaps then she could get some answers to how they taught.
II. The Quarry
Ikora stood on the edge of the quarry and considered the long, winding path down to the bottom. It would take hours to walk down there.
"Ikora..." Ophiuchus said with a note of warning. "Don't."
"It'll be quicker," she said with a little smile and a glance over to her ghost floating by her shoulder. "And I will go down in stages. Not at once."
She liked adventure and exploring but was well past her days of dying on purpose to see what was beyond the veil of death. There might be answers to how and why everything here was carved stone at the bottom as Earth quarries kept machines and tools where they were mining out. It might also have some sort of deadly threat at the bottom but she felt stronger with the Light after practicing and meditating regularly.
"Well, at least you've thought this through," he said dryly. Then he sighed, resigned to his Guardian's choice of getting down.
Ikora walked a few steps back, took a deep breath, and then ran forward for a flying leap off the edge. And she started to fall, faster and faster until she started to near the first winding path down. She called on the light and slowed. She kept slowing and slowing, gliding through the air until her foot touched down and she landed with just a slight puff of dust.
III. Wildcard
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