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MOD LOG #3

MOD LOG #3
Arriving in style
Content Warnings: Fighting, death, violence
Themes: Survival, plot
It's early in the day when it happens. The red dust that seems to be everywhere sweeps through the city streets, mixing with the steady patter of rain and making it hard to see and breathe. All red and leaving the taste of copper if inhaled, what could have been an easy day without any trouble quickly becomes anything but. While those in the community are heading for cover or finding ways to continue on through it, the new arrivals begin waking up in different cities all over the world. There won't be anyone to greet them, and leaving the room through the door is their choice - after doing so, they'll immediately step out into the city they were assigned. The streets are empty, houses abandoned, everything crumbling and in ruins. There will be signs noting their location, which they'll catch a glimpse of before a sharp push forward causes darkness to engulf them.
Waking up for the second time, in Reims but not in the Reset Room, they'll come to inside the red dust as it whips through the streets of the community. They won't be alone for long. Another person will be waking up beside them, and after a few moments of disorientation, try to attack. They might have weapons or use their hands, and they will not stop until they've taken a fatal blow. Their blood is dust, and they, along with their weapons, disintegrate after they've died. Can you stop them on your own? Will someone come to your aid?
The Sight of Lightning
Content Warnings: Poison, sex
Themes: Survival, plot
The day after the storm, the same red dust will find its way through Reims and come into contact with every person. Since the dust is everywhere, some might not notice that it's floating through the community and know that something is off. The effects don't begin until night fall, where everyone will feel the desire to seek out companionship of many different kinds. Though it is not always the case, the people that saw each other in color will "want" to be with that person more strongly than they might already, and will be more likely to confess or do something about it. Some might feel an intense need to be around another person, though not necessarily sexually - almost as if they need that person around them to be happy or content. For some, it might be a desire that can only be fulfilled by more than one person.
The effects wear off the next time the person gets wet. This can be a splash of water across the face or fully submerged. Or even drinking something.
OOC
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Arya is still working the girl out. She seems in some ways similar to her, but also very different. They were both warriors of a sort. Hardened but in different ways.] I don't mind. If you just want to watch. Or I could try to teach you. Return the favor for you teaching me to knit.
[She continues through her motions, sword up, swiping down, step back, parry.]
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I would appreciate that. I am familiar with firearms. They are not practical here.
[As for Rei, she was considering if she should try to figure out Arya. It wasn't because of anything specific. People were telling her that she should try to relate, to understand others. It ... was not her strong suit at all, but she could make an attempt Practicing fighting seemed a good method.]
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[She looks around. There are two brooms in the corner, which she grabs. Unscrewing the bottoms she tosses one at Rei.] We can spar using these?
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Spears would be useful in this place... yes, we can spar with these.
[She spared the door a glance to make sure it was firmly shut before walking to the opposite side of the room and turning to face Arya, waiting for instruction, breathing in and out slowly to get her mind settled.]
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[Then she's on her, Arya is simply training her the way she'd been trained. By force. Arya had gotten more than a few bruises and cracks of staffs against her back and face. She's not going quite so far, but she's not going easy on her either.]
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[Rei listened, positioning herself in a way that matched what was suggested, and as soon as Arya moved, she was bringing the staff up with both hands to try and block the blow that was incoming. She managed to parry the first blow, but she wasn't moving quite as fast as Arya, and didn't know how to efficiently position the staff so that it could protect the widest range of her body. It was a guard that could be gotten through easily enough.
She was, however, focusing on defense. Even if there was a blow that got through, she didn't let it show. This kind of training? She understood it implicitly.]
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She was panting a little, but not much. At the very least, she definitely looked like she was in good shape, which was to be expected given what she had to do.]
Awareness... of surroundings... important for that.
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Mentally, she was starting to recall the motions of the Eva unit and her neural link. Translating that into motion of her regular body wasn't easy, but with time and practice it would get easier. For now, however, the attack was fairly well telegraphed.]
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Her hands were up, waiting for the next blow, or the staff to be tossed back, eyes fixed on Arya's every movement.]
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... Yes. Come at me again.
[She was setting herself, and it was pretty obvious that her eyes were focusing more, watching to see if she could get a feel for the way that Arya's body twitched or moved. She remembered some of what she had seen before. She wanted to see if it was different, or the same. If different, she would prepare for another angle.
This was not going o be immediate, but she was determined to get the hang of this. Perhaps it would even help her later, if she remembered this when she got home, to utilize her unit better.]
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She was learning, that much was clear.]
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Smiling, she jumps back. And Arya will come back again. And again. Once more. Each time trying to switch up her movements with each pass and with each attack Rei is learning more and also getting in a few good cracks at Arya.
The young assassin is grateful for the challenge too.]
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As she finally reached a point of panting, she held up a hand to pause. How long had they been at this? The challenge was good, and she had lost some track of time.]
I... thank you, Arya. [Yes, that was the girl's name wasn't it? She was going to have an easier time with this one, she thought.] W...Would you like to do this again sometime?
[And at that point, she remembered what Ikari-kun had said and saw the smile on Arya's face. Rei tried to mimic it, even if she wasn't exactly good at smiling. She did it so rarely.]
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And she finds Rei isn't terribly much different than Jaqen H'ghar, the Faceless Man who taught her. In a way. Never revealing too much, never showing much emotion. She nods, watching the struggling smile with some amusement.] I'd be happy to. Sparring with someone is good for me as well.
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Yes. More effective that way. Should practice with knives. I am more familiar with their use.
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Tetora also seems to like it knife fighting, if you know him. But he also like the stabbing part. [Which Arya didn't mind, either. But she'd be willing to curtail the urge.]
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I cannot rely on my usual methods at home.
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[She'd been missing the military regimen of her some aspects of her former life. Things had gotten a little too ... domestic.]