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dualislogs2020-05-01 04:48 pm
headandhand) wrote in dualislogs2020-05-01 04:48 pm
children, wake up; hold your mistake up
WHO: All new and remaining Dualizens
WHAT: A mysterious return! And the start of Act II.
WHERE: Begin at the dorms, move on to wherever else in the city you want.
WHEN: Right meow c:
WARNINGS: Please use these in thread headers if applicable!
Maybe it’s a stream of sunlight that invites you back to consciousness. Maybe it’s a sound - a slammed door, your roommate’s snores, panicked shouts in the hallway. Whatever it is that wakes you, you find yourself in a plain bed inside a plain room, groggy and disoriented.
Maybe this room is a familiar sight, or maybe it’s a place where you’ve never found yourself before. Whether you’re new to town or an old hand at navigating the neon-lit streets of the city outside the dorm room window, one thing is for certain - you are one of only a very few people still populating this city, and not much about Dualis is as you last remember it.
Time to wake up and start looking for answers.
WHAT: A mysterious return! And the start of Act II.
WHERE: Begin at the dorms, move on to wherever else in the city you want.
WHEN: Right meow c:
WARNINGS: Please use these in thread headers if applicable!
Maybe it’s a stream of sunlight that invites you back to consciousness. Maybe it’s a sound - a slammed door, your roommate’s snores, panicked shouts in the hallway. Whatever it is that wakes you, you find yourself in a plain bed inside a plain room, groggy and disoriented.
Maybe this room is a familiar sight, or maybe it’s a place where you’ve never found yourself before. Whether you’re new to town or an old hand at navigating the neon-lit streets of the city outside the dorm room window, one thing is for certain - you are one of only a very few people still populating this city, and not much about Dualis is as you last remember it.
Time to wake up and start looking for answers.
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If Duke wasn't responsible for this he needed to know, if he was he didn't deserve comfortable sleep anyway. Seifer chucks his pillow at him across the room.
"Hey! Quit dreamin' about your girlfriend and get up, we've got a situation." He snapped, the adrenaline powering him through that unusually heavy sleep as he got himself up to go try to find Duke's phone to verify. If they both had the wrong date then he'd know it probably wasn't just a technology glitch.
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He throws the pillow back at Seifer and sighs, getting out of bed. "My phone, please?" he requests dryly, reaching for it. "What's the situation?"
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"Check the date." Voice as grim as his expression. He didn't know what was going on yet, but it sure was weird. Just out of curiosity he moved to the window, letting that pillow lay where it landed after clipping him. Whatever, more important things! Maybe it was just an error and everything outside was...
Empty.
"...This ain't good."
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Third, he joins Seifer at the window and takes in the sight of the empty street, frowning.
"Okay, this is some Haven-level shit."
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Nothing. Nothing at all. Few things could be more eerie than a effectively silent city.
"I'd ask what Haven is, but if it's like this I dunno if I wanna know..." Whatever had happened. He glanced back at Duke, his typically surly and over-confident demeanor having given way for once to some genuine worry. Grim worry.
He doesn't say anything more, instead going to check his own phone for any messages. Surely people will start cropping up to ask what's going on, right? Unfortunately there didn't seem to be anyone sending messages out just yet, so he sent a few to the couple people he had been working with last he remembered.
Now what? He looked back over at Duke. "Hey, how good are you at usin' that thing?" The gun, of course.
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The silence is loud for Duke too. As they look out over the empty city he can just hear their breaths and the breeze moving between the buildings, something he isn't sure if he's heard before.
"Haven's the town I'm from, and weird things happen there," he explains briefly. "Everyone disappearing is -- I'm pretty sure it's been done." Including him. "Audrey mentioned something about that," he adds, mostly to himself.
Memories of his hometown aren't pressing, though. This moment is important, and in it, Seifer's face looks darker than Duke had ever seen it. He frowns.
"Good enough at it." Not that he's proud of it, but Duke knows his way around a gun and is more than a decent shot. While he's no veteran or police officer, he's held his own against both in firefights. "But I'm hoping we don't need it. No one's moving down there, which might mean no one to fight."
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"Any idea how it got fixed?" Other than robot overlords becoming less of an asshole than they currently were. Somehow Seifer doubted asking nicely would do the job. And no, they aren't, but once Seifer seemed satisfied with Duke's answering he'd ducked under the bed to pull out a large gym back that was... much heavier than a gym bag had a right to be. Along with it he heard a grumbling croak, sleepy and quiet, but familiar enough.
Seifer tossed himself on the floor to get a closer look. "Eos! You look rough." About as tied as they'd woken up, but Hyne is he glad to see his pet made it. Yep just going to work on coaxing him out while continuing his conversation with Duke.
"Ain't for people, Iterations, those fuckin' clone bots. Just 'cause we can't see or hear 'em doesn't mean they're not waitin' for us to come crawling out." Which meant it was time to be ready for anything. "Hope you don't have any plans, I'm takin' you on a field trip."
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"Yeah, I got an idea." Once again Duke thought just how much easier things would be if Audrey were here. If anyone could've convinced the Head to stop, it'd be her. "But she's not here, so we'll have to come up with something else."
At least the dog's okay. Duke has a soft spot for that croaky little scaleboy.
"Why wait for us to come crawling out?" he asks. "If they wanted to kill us now, why didn't they come in here and shoot us in our sleep?"
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"Sounds like that option's out the window in our case," Unless Audrey conveniently showed up to lend a hand. Somehow he doubted they'd be so lucky. He plucked the dog up from the floor, gave him a good squeeze, then plopped him on the bed so Eos could spend a few moments waking himself up at his leisure while Seifer went to work unpacking and loading his gunblade. Which, yes, that's what he's been hiding in that gym bag. A big fuckoff sword with some sort of trigger mechanism attached.
"More fun to watch us squirmin' like maggots while they pick us off?" Alright maybe Seifer's morbid. Or maybe there's more to it. "Whatever the purpose of leavin' us alive is, I intend to make sure the Head knows it was a mistake." Provided his forge is still in place anyway. He regarded sleepy Eos a moment, and now with Helios unpacked... went to grab the backpack he stuffed Eos in when they had to go for a long trek. No sense in wearing the poor dog out.
Maybe Duke will do the honors of holding on to him since he's got range on his side.
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"Sadly." If there was one person he believed could bring things to a nonviolent conclusion it was Audrey. Seifer apparently has already discounted that option, and Duke tilted his head as he pulled the gunblade out and loaded it. "Does that thing work? Because it doesn't look like it'll work."
"You think it's that kind of sadist?" Because he did. Slipping on his jacket, he reached out for the backpack with the crocdog in it (whatever that weapon is, it didn't look easy to move with). "Do you have a plan for that?"
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But his focused destruction paused at Duke's question and he shot him an incredulous, offended look. "Does it work!?" He handed Eos over, now wholly consumed with being offended.
"I'll have you know gunblades are one of the most powerful weapons anyone could hope to master, and I'm one of the best." He's arrogant, but he's not lying. "I've already killed one of those Hyne-damned clonebots with this and a fuckin' dragon. Does it work he asks." He muttered that last part in a huff. With that said he went about strapping his harness on and sheathing the blade like it was light as a feather for him, all while giving Duke a scandalized look.
He was too offended to even remember Duke's last question.
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He slipped on footwear while Seifer grumbled and prepared himself. "When the hell did you kill a dragon?"
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It's too bad he doesn't have Squall around to challenge to a fight anymore. That'd solve the mystery. "Just before we went down for our nap. I need to go check and see if everything's there, and you're comin' with me." Duke has been volunteered, evidently.
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Seeing a gunblade fight would quell any hesitations Duke had with the weapon, but that will have to happen without Squall. "Fine," he replies. "Just promise me something. Wherever we're heading, you'll let me help plan the route."
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He huffed at that, raising an eyebrow at Duke suspiciously. "The hell d'you know about plannin' routes?" Or where they're going, for that matter. Sorry, Duke, he's slipping into combat mode and it makes him suspicious of everyone until they've proven themselves. Once they're all loaded and kitted he'd motion for Duke to follow, peeking out the door before heading out into the common area of their dorms. Seemed abandoned, for now.