TEAM SNOW WHITE LOG

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TEAM SNOW WHITE

READY: START Team Snow White roster: Davey Jacobs, Eleanor Lamb, Fang, Kasen Kanesada, Malik Ishtar, Mari Ohara, Riku, Ritsu Kageyama, Ryoji Mochizuki, Toushiro Hitsugaya, Yuri Plisetsky. The city's been under siege for what feels like hours. It's only on August 3rd that you learn it's been a matter of days. Monsters begin pulling Retrospec users through portals left and right, large gaping holes in reality that spit you out in any given location around the city. However, just as you think you're finally getting away, a large blue portal opens and you're snatched up. No amount of fighting and struggling will free you and soon the pressure is too great to ignore. Darkness fills your vision and the last thing you may remember is the sound of many bat wings... This is the Team Snow White Event Log. You are free to toplevel and thread as you choose on this log, but only team members may utilize this log. Important links to mod toplevels are: Mod Questions & Participation Reporting. Please be aware you are responsible for reporting your own participation & objective completion efforts with links; the moderators will try to keep up with threads, but as we are currently running several teams with participation, we require you to keep us up to date! Please read each of the toplevels and instructions! The schedule for Team Snow White is as follows: 3RD: Objective 1 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 1 Part Two 10TH: Objective 1 closes (8PM EST), Objective 2 posted (9PM EST) 17TH: Objective 2 closes (8PM EST), Objective 3 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 3 Part Two 24th: Objective 3 closes (8PM EST), Final city-wide log posted (9PM EST) Objectives will be given in mod toplevels to this post with instructions; please check the log currently for Objective 1 to see how this will work.

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[godcards]

[ Just so you know, Freya, he's keeping that knife. You are never getting it back.

Anyawy, he practically snorts in response to "trying real hard." SURE, FREYA. Sure. Still, he tries the door, and lets out a breath he didn't know he had been holding when it mercifully opens. ]

Next door we should try blocking open so this doesn't happen again.

[ And he's already on his way out and across the hall. ] -- Like this one, we're already here, and nobody else is. I want to look into that one... Before I go in, anyway. I don't want to get bitten again. [ A beat, then he seems to realize he's supposed to be addressing someone else and not himself. ]

How good are you with stitches? I don't want an amateur driving a needle into my skin.

[belligerentwarrior]

[Freya picks up her headlamp and shines it into the room across the hall. It shines unmistakably across smooth stone walls and tiles floors and glass; a bathroom, thank whatever gods were listening. Probably too much to ask for clean, running water.]

Not a bad plan. And don't you worry, I've got EMT training. [She moves into the hall, plops her bag and kit down and sits next to it. Malik stabbed her, and now it's his turn to get stabbed.]

[It's a healing process, she promises.]

[godcards]

...I really don't believe you. [ Yet he still sits. He'd blame it on getting woozy from blood loss but really, he does have a few sizable chunks taken out of his skinny arms, and some assistance is better than bleeding to death. ]

But I better not get an infection from this.

[belligerentwarrior]

Doesn't matter if you believe me or not. [And Freya really doesn't care, on top it, and throws that out there casually. She digs through the kit, locating the proper tools and those little disinfecting wipes.]

I'd be happy to heat up the needle, if that makes you feel better. [She really would, just for him.] Really, the state this place is in? We'll be lucky if we don't. [A grimy, dusty mansion in the swamp. Really, getting an infection here's more dangerous to them than those books.]

[godcards]

...It actually would make me feel better if you could do that. [ Specifically because they're in Infection Central. Any precaution, no matter how small, is a welcome relief. ]

That other room looks like a bath, though, so maybe there's soap... This place may be old, but that doesn't mean it has to be unhygienic.

[belligerentwarrior]

[Freya rolls her eyes, but some of her agitation does deflate at his honesty. She instructs Malik on how to clean his wounds while she's busy concentrating on the needle.]

I wouldn't get your hopes up if I were you. Still, if the water's clean, that'd be a blessing. When we're done here, help me carry out that side table. We'll use it to hold open the door.

[godcards]

[ He bristles a little - habit - but realizes... he did suggest keeping the door open, so. He can't really be mad at her. And she is making this easier for him, actually listening to his request and instructing him how to clean his wounds. It's almost as if he had a ping of what it's like to connect to another human being. Scary. ]

Fine. If the bath works and won't poison me, I want to go first, though.

[belligerentwarrior]

If you want to be the test dummy, knock yourself out. [There's no bite in her words. All of them would probably kill for a bath at this point; she gets it. Might as well let the kid go first if it seemed safe.]

[When the needle starts to turn red-hot, she backs off with the powers, though it's still screaming hot. Freya holds out her other hand, signalling him to give her his arm.] The hot needle's gonna make this hurt worse. Do your best to stay loose and not flinch.

[godcards]

[ He plops his arm in her hand, not looking bothered in the slightest. ]

I'll be fine. [ No he won't. ]

[ He's definitely going to scream. ]

[belligerentwarrior]

[Tough guys gonna be tough guys, what're you gonna do.]

[Freya skips suturing the smaller wounds. They'll be fine if he can keep them relatively clean for a couple days, and they have very limited medical supplies. If this is what happened to them, god knows what the others are going through.]

[There she goes, lining up the wound and pressing the needle through.]

[godcards]

[ It definitely hurts more than he was anticipating. His arm twitches violently in response, and he has to cover his mouth to muffle a yelp. He tries to keep from squirming, but his brain is screaming ABORT - but it's too late now, the needle is in, and he's gonna get stitched up. Oh, why was he a fool for wanting a disinfected needle.

He's going to look like a pouting child by the time this is over. ]

[belligerentwarrior]

[Freya's empty hand has to clamp down hard on his forearm to keep it still enough to keep the needle from doing more damage than it's fixing. Despite his ongoing attitude, she does have sympathy. These weeks have been hard on all of them, that last room especially. A shame she didn't have any painkillers to give him.]

[It takes her a while, occasionally needing to stop to blot away more blood, or rethreading the needle before switching to another gaping wound. His pride will make him insufferable later, though Freya's sure it's the primary force holding him still through this procedure.]

That's as good as it's gonna get. It's possible to tear those open, so be careful.

[Freya's feeling a little lightheaded, herself. She should probably tend to her own sooner than later. The ones she can reach, anyway.]

[godcards]

Okay. [ No 'thank yous' or offers to help her in return - so much for connecting to someone else. He still doesn't have the capacity to sympathize, so, sorry about that Freya. ]

I'm going to look in this room real quick... You can stay there and do whatever.

[ It really is just a peak: He's not going to enter without keeping that door open, or without a superpowered buddy. ]

-- It doesn't look like there's any monsters in there. Ghosts, maybe, but nothing corporeal that could do any real damage.

[belligerentwarrior]

[The fact that he said "okay" and not some variation of a rebellious "don't tell me what to do" seems like actual progress, so it doesn't bother her.]

[That, and living with Lucy for over six months. That too.]

That's what we thought about the last room. [Freya starts stitching her own bites. It hurt before, but now, after all the fatigue and pain has time to settle in, it's downright miserable. Also, the stitches she has to do with her left hand are going to look awful.]

It's just a washroom, yeah? Didn't get a good look, before.

[godcards]

Yes, it's a bathroom. Suspiciously clean, but I'll take it... As long as there's hot water and there's no sea monster waiting in the bathtub. [ He shrugs. ]

If you're done with your wounds, let's get that table for the door.

[belligerentwarrior]

Almost. [It takes her another minute. It's not perfect, but it'll do. She'll have to ask someone else to see to the bite on her back.]

[Freya stands, steadying herself on the wall briefly, and heads into the library.]

Better not be a sea monster.

[godcards]

If I'm going to die, I'd rather it not be in a stupid way, like a monster in the bathtub. Or books with teeth.

[ Malik trots after, getting the table so they can waddle it back across the hall. ]

[belligerentwarrior]

You're not. Not while I'm around. [Malik may be a dick, but he's a kid, and one she feels responsible for.]

[Lifting the table was no fun in the state that they're both it, but it's easily doable.] No way that's closin' now, unless the door slams through it somehow. Guess this isn't gonna get any safer, yeah?

[godcards]

[ This actually gets him to look at her. He doesn't say anything, and his expression is unreadable. After a moment, though, he looks away like nothing happened.

That was weird.

More importantly: the table is in place, and it is actually reassuring. Malik gives it a light kick in the leg. ] Seems solid enough. More solid than the door... We'll be fine.

[ Now it is time! For! THE BATHROOM!! Pretty much immediately, Malik is going to try the bathtub tap. What could possibly go wrong. ]

[belligerentwarrior]

[Absolutely nothing. At all. Freya stands by warily, some feet away, watching Malik out of the corner of her eye.]

[The tap works! Glorious, clean-looking water spills forth! ...From every tap in the room. Probably even the toilet tank, too.]

[An agitated sigh hisses between Freya's teeth.] You're kidding.

[godcards]

It's not my fault! [ A kneejerk reaction, because, well. It is Malik's fault. Technically.

He sloshes a short distance away from the tub, but it's apparent that his movement is going to become more restricted rather quickly, with how fast the bathroom is filling up. ]

-- The door! We left the door open, the water should just drain out.

[ Except no, that is very much not happening. ]

[belligerentwarrior]

[That gives her pause. They did prop the door open. The water shouldn't be pooling at all. She glances back at said door, alarm rising.]

[The water was stopping at the threshold, like the door was closed. Worse—like it was a wall.]

Oh, shove off, mansion! [And then she hurries over to the sinks, as the rising water will let her, trying the nobs, and when that fails, ducking down to try at the pipes.]

[godcards]

Oh yeah, way to tell it off. [ While Freya busies herself with the sinks, Malik tries the tub - it does have a plug after all, but the water is filling up so quickly that the drain is essentially doing nothing. ]

How is this even a problem?! What kind of stupid ghost water is this that it doesn't even drain! [ And, you know, defies gravity and logic to cube itself into the room. ] I just want to take a bath! This is stupid!

[ He trudges away from the tub, looking for any sort of hint as to what to do. ]

[belligerentwarrior]

The kid callin' this stupid does not get to lecture me.

[The pipes are too strong for her to force out of place. The water's waist high, by now, so Freya kicks off the floor and dives through the water over to the shower. Inside, she feels down for the drain there.]

This one's no good, either! [Freya sucks in a breath, then reaches down, trying to rip the grate out in case it's clogged somehow.]

[godcards]

Don't call me a kid! [ Malik finds his way to a wall, and stays close as he goes around the perimeter. He's not a particularly strong swimmer, so this is getting very disconcerting. ]

And it is stupid. The water doesn't act naturally, and we're put through another trial for something as simple as using the bathroom. It's stupid. And it'll be stupid if you drown!

[ Except she can't hear him, probably, while she's underwater. So there's that. While he's ranting, however, making his way around the edge, he feels something underneath his foot - something that isn't the regular tile. Following Freya's idea and diving down, he grasps blindly for it. It actually takes him two tries, because he is definitely not a fan of being underwater, but he manages to grab it.

And pull the plug. ]