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![]() ⏵ arrival ⏴ Arrival is absolutely not normal this month. Instead of a hospital bed, you wake in a tunnel with a large group of other people. These are the residents. A woman’s voice in an earpiece hurriedly clues you in with an apology. I apologize; I had not planned to introduce you this way, but we are low on time. Please proceed down the hallway. For everyone else, coming in is much the same. The instruction goes out to head to designated areas immediately, where companion bots will escort the residents of Etraya down into the depths, the area beneath where much the same is explained. ![]() ⏵ disrobing ⏴ The tunnel eventually opens directly into the foreroom of an expansive library, painted in marvelous hues and patterns with skylights far above. There are wizards milling about, bearded and holding tomes, quietly chatting amongst themselves. The reception area of the library has tall ceilings with equally tall doors Before you get too caught up in the scenery, a voice directs you forward. A gentleman, hunched and bespeckled craws out. "Make a line! Make a line, everyone! You cannot enter the library dressed as you are... Come forward and give me your name." The receptionist asks your given name and then hands over a box from underneath his counter. You can give him any name you want, he doesn’t seem to mind. It is tied with a tagged ribbon- labeling it accordingly. “The _____ robe of _______.”
As you read what the contents of the box may be, they form inside- Looking and behaving as your character expects them to. After all, magic is all in the wielder’s mind. Don your robes and enter the library. ![]() ⏵ unfamiliar familiars ⏴ For those without a familiar (like one hatched from an egg not too long ago) you may borrow one from the library counter. They all have strengths and weaknesses, but they will all assist in the very important mission. As you roam the library, they will make little indications that you are closer or further from finding a piece of the pearl.
![]() ⏵ the task at hand ⏴ With robes donned and creature in hand, you must now complete your mission. Find the pieces of the shattered pearl. As you enter the library, you may notice that it’s all very dim. There’s oil lamps around the place that may be moved with you to assist in your journey if your robes do not already emit light. Break off and search the library. There is a directory at the front to point guests to all the different sections.
Each section looks enough like the last, though the books within have immense power. Pick up the wrong book, and you might conjure a dragon or a historical figure! You must persist and avoid making too much noise or breaking too many things. Or else the Librarian, a tall mass of knotted fabric will confiscate your robe and usher you back outside. Your name will be struck from the list, and you must pick a new one to re-enter the library to continue the search. You can try to fight back against him- he may be set alight with the lamp. But should you be starting fires in here? Any thread with 15 comments between you and another may be submitted to find a piece of the pearl. There are 20 pieces altogether, and we will determine if the mission was successful by March 28th. A post will go live on the OOC comm for this! This mission occurs out of time, similar to how the spaceship had. Meaning, those currently in game can experience these events any time between now, and March 14th. Please direct all questions to our mod queries comment! |
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I figured you don't have anything defensive on you. So I'm giving you something in case you find yourself in trouble. I'm around but I'm not Superman. I can't just be there in a couple seconds.
( It had still been surreal for him when Clark was still here to appear the second after he had called out to him at Damian's request, having both heard his voice regardless of where he had been in Etraya and his heartbeat to determine he was, in fact, Batman. Unsettling to him, to say the least, especially when Superman also isn't a thing for him back in his own Gotham. )
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[Although it would have quietly been nice to keep a symbol of what he once had around. He'll never be Robin again, that much is obvious. As they come down toward the end of the tunnel, Jason sees the batmobile, but veers away from it.
No thanks. Not going near that thing. Not when they had stakeouts, not when they talked about real things about what it means to wear the cowl. He's done with that.]
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And I'm not a billionaire who only has Alfred for family. You're whatever you want to be here. It's yours because I'm giving it to you. Do what you want with it and if you want a ride somewhere, I can drop you off.
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And it doesn't mean anything more than that, does it.
[Jason flicks his gaze up at the Batmobile and shakes his head.]
I'd rather walk. [Too many memories and far too soon.]
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I told you. It can mean whatever you want it to mean here, Jason. ( A beat, he sighs. ) I'm not the Bruce you've come to know. I'm not the one who took you in or stripped you of your title. But I'm still here if you need me. Best I can be.
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But then the defense rolls back over him, shutters his gaze and Jason shakes his head.]
You can't do jack shit. [And much quieter,] I'm a fucking liability. Nobody wants that.
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( Of his being here if he needs him or his help, however or whatever that might be. )
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Can you honestly say you'll ever use me? [Jason remains tight-lipped, his haunches up. He expects a big fat no.]
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We help each other here. Why wouldn't that include you?
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That's not what I meant and you know it.
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( As he had with Damian here. )
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... okay. [He gestures with his hands in his pockets.] Okay.
[He holds his hand out for the batarang.]
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Twirling the batarang around between his fingers, he holds it out then for Jason to take. )
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I'm Jason Todd. You're Bruce Wayne. We both have a history in Crime Alley.
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( The little he's heard. )
Where you planning to stay here?
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[Which Jason naturally assumes is some rundown shithouse.]
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( He's mentioned the Manor and the Tower, but. He knows Jason has some reservations with those landmarks, so. )
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[Not with all the batfamily in town.]
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( To which he glances back at the Batmobile and then over to Jason again. )
I can give you a lift there. If you want.
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He just hopes he doesn't enjoy the ride too much because he's very sure he won't be getting another one any time soon.]
Fine. Just this once.
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Turning on his heel, he slides his bag off his shoulder — holds it by the strap there at his side as he makes his way towards the car. It's very much an earlier model, much like his suit and, well, much like he is in terms of how long he's been at this. Despite the way it's missing the fancy gadgets some future models will inevitably hold, it's still a Frankenstein of a car that he modded from the ground up more or less. The front reinforced and used more as a battering ram, the engine powerful and scary much like The Batman tries to portray.
Opening up the driver's side, he tosses his bag inside, the passenger side having been added since Damian had more or less demanded such a thing be done. )
Probably not what you're used to.
( It's not an apology for how the car is. Regardless of how young it may be, he likes it. )
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[Jason climbs into the passenger side and buckles up. The only thing he ever really liked about the Batmobile is how it could make bad guys piss themselves.]
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How long did you wear the mask?
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Two and a half years. He caught me boosting the hubcaps off the Batmobile and decided he needed another project he'd abandon.
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Maybe we can skip that part here.
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