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That Kid with the Hat ([personal profile] hattersgonnahat) wrote in [community profile] daybreakacademy2020-01-02 11:22 pm

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Who: Anyone!
What: Time to gather some meteors!
When: Early/Mid January are the most likely, but anytime in January
Where: In dem hills
Warnings: Snow...


Puella had been keeping an eye on the meteor shower that was supposed to happen for quite some time. How could she not? This was exactly the kind of stuff she lived for. But it was an event that just kept getting better. Not only could she see a bunch of stars at one time, but a bunch of them fell in the mountains, and the school was outright encouraging anyone to go get them. To keep.

Puella got to own real stars of her very own. Who cares about the Anvil - these were going into a personal collection!

It did not take much effort at all to get her to climb up into the peaks to search for where ever those meteorites had landed. Luckily she came prepared for the job - it was kind of rushed but she put together a child sized mining cap with some enchants to locate rare ores. It should lead her to the good stuff. You know, kind of off the track and where the snowbanks had been growing. It's a damn good thing she did bring a mining cap because most of that snow was probably taller than she was, and she pretty much sank right in.

...And also that she was wearing a cloak that always kept her warm. That, that probably helped a ton too.

Every so often she could be seen hoping in the snow to get around or borrowing deeper. Sometimes popping up unexpectedly to startle people. Yes this was a very serious mission but it was slowly turning into a time to play too. Snow is generally supposed to be fun!

"Hii there~!"
adjectiveprince: (The doomed prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-04 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
The underworld is well known for all the dead people, but it's only slightly less well known for its vast mineral wealth. Zagreus inherited a knack for locating rare or precious metals from his father, and had felt inexplicably drawn towards the meteorite impact sites.

He wasn't any good at cold, though, and was shivering despite wearing an excessive number of layers. He looked concerned for Puella's comparatively light outfit, but didn't actually say anything about it. Maybe the cloak was magic.

"H-hello..."
adjectiveprince: (The foolish prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-05 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"That's v-v-very likely. I haven't been here for very long." He shifted his scarf a bit. "What are you doing up here, though? Aren't you cold?"

What was HE doing up here, for that matter? He wasn't entirely sure. In the underworld there was so many jewels and gold around that they were a sort of omnipresent background radiation to his life, so he'd never really thought about how they would effect him when they were more rare.
adjectiveprince: (The irritated prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-05 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose I came from warmer climates than this. Maybe I should get such a cloak."

He left that at that, though, as his attention was wandering. After a moment he pointed off somewhere to his left. "The star is that way."
adjectiveprince: (The relentless prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-06 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"So do I. You don't get shooting stars in the Underworld as a general working rule."

Zagreus might be cold, but he was also a big guy. He led the way, stomping a path through the snow so that it would already be packed down when Puella followed.

"Zagreus, by the way. What's your name?"
adjectiveprince: (The sentimental prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-07 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Zagreus nodded, committing the name to memory, then stopped to look up at the star speckled night sky. "I'm not sure yet, it feels strange to not have anything over my head."

He chuckled, slightly. "But I do like that I get to decide for myself now that I'm up here. My father always spoke scathingly of everything the surface has to offer. 'A windswept wasteland' he called it."

A little known fact: there is no wind in the underworld.
adjectiveprince: (The irritated prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-10 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd hardly call it as a wasteland, though."

Though as he said this, he had to look around the snowy mountains surrounding them. "Maybe this part is a bit of a wasteland, but not the rest of it."
Edited 2020-01-10 06:49 (UTC)
adjectiveprince: (The mournful prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-11 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
"If you say so." They'd have to agree to disagree on that one.

Zagreus stopped in front of a hole in the snow a few feet across. It was already half full, but it was clear there had been some kind of impact here not too long ago. "Anyways, I'm not sure what it is, but this is it!"
adjectiveprince: (The foolish prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-16 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
Diggy diggy hole. Zagreus reached down to pick up the rock and give it a closer look.

There was no denying that it held material wealth within it, but...there was something that felt OFF about it. This was not part of the wealth of the Earth. It was something alien.

After a moment, he handed the space rock back to Puella. "Now that's what I call a strange rock."
adjectiveprince: (The mournful prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-18 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
"No it definitely doesn't, but it doesn't feel like something that came from the Earth, so it must have come from the Heavens."
adjectiveprince: (The sentimental prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-21 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Who's to say it's not shaped like a star? As far as I can tell they're just dots in the sky. They could be shaped like anything. I thought it'd be brighter, though..."

He shivered again. "Well, I found it, so it should stop bugging me now. I'm going to head back towards the school. This is no place for people to stay."
adjectiveprince: (The foolish prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-25 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not even sure what I would do with it." He said with a shrug.
adjectiveprince: (The mournful prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-26 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes? What kind of things?" He asked, interested.
adjectiveprince: (The joyful prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2020-01-26 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Consider it a gift, then, for keeping me company on this lonely mountainside."
priforprince: (smash side)

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-04 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
“Hragh!”

That would be a teacup, dropping into the snow to great steamy fanfare as hot liquid meets cold slush. That would also be the one (1) and only Shikyoin Hibiki, bundled up against the elements as Ando trails behind with a basket of meteors - all of which should ping Puella’s cap.

Provided she notices around the way Hibiki, too, is beginning to emit steam.
priforprince: (flub)

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-05 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
Of course she found a lot, she’s a genius. Anything of the highest quality cannot fail to attract her eye. This is the basic definition of the term.

Hibiki does not lower herself to explaining this, however. Because things are rising instead. Like steam. And her temper.

“SILENCE THAT TUMULTUOUS RACKET!” she snaps. Her head is ringing. She can’t see straight. Something is....! Something in the near vicinity is.....!! “WHAT EVEN IS THAT RUCKUS?!”
priforprince: (pointing)

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-06 12:21 pm (UTC)(link)
No. No, it is not. Hibiki points at the Offensive Headgear with a trembling furor. At least, the trembling is probably from furor. It might be from the noises getting trapped in the echo chamber of her head and feeling like they're rattling around her very body.

Assuming it's possible for human physiology to work that way. But what has she said previously about genius and the impossible?

"A STAR DETECTOR DISRUPTIVE TO LIVING STARS IS COUNTERPRODUCTIVE! TURN IT OFF IMMEDIATELY!"

Ando raises his eyes above their meteor stash. "Maa-ster Hibiki, I believe the child meant--"

"DON'T CONTRIBUTE, ANDO!"

Thus is the butler silenced, after a soft, contrite bleat. Now all that remains is for the child to follow suit.
priforprince: (roxas)

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-09 10:33 am (UTC)(link)
"YOU'RE EXTORTING ME?!"

She'll have an answer for the kid, no worries. But right now, she needs a moment to comprehend that's a thing that just happened. It does not, you see. To her.

Ando considers this situmaa-tion. Then he, and his basket of Top Class Meteors, begin sliding backwards. How far does he have to go before the storm in Maa-ster Hibiki's heart may be soothed.....?
priforprince: (poof)

1/hibiki

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-10 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
That's.....that's the definition of extortion. Basically.

Does she not even know--
priforprince: (spout)

hibiki/2

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-10 10:43 am (UTC)(link)
"GET OUT!" screams the mature and intellectual Prince, who should absolutely be trusted with the welfare of children. "GET OUT OF THIS ARTIFACT HUNT IMMEDIATELY!"

Ando, maa-nwhile, has continued to slide backwards. His pace seems insufficient, though, so he sets the basket down on a nearby patch of ice and pushes it.

The meteors are now sliding away! Perhaps they're simply leaving range, but perhaps they're also fair game?
priforprince: (mrgh)

1/3

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-12 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Hmph. Now you obey." Hibiki accepts the replacement cup of tea Ando has just handed her. "You should have backed up thusly to begin---"
priforprince: (what)

2/3

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-12 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
...Where is her basket?
Edited 2020-01-12 09:59 (UTC)
priforprince: (FRIENDS)

3/3

[personal profile] priforprince 2020-01-12 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
Nobody better come hunting in this area later. It's got too much broken porcelain on the ground now.

And too many weird little steaming puddles from spilled and spewed tea.