( closed ) let it snow, let it snow, let it -- yeti?!

[initiates]

Date & Time: November 27th - December 5th, 3313
Location: Spaceshuttle, Winter Wonderland Exsilium
Characters: All those on the official scouting mission to Exsilium.
Summary: The Transports send down a collection of their own in order to investigate the whys of the sudden drop in radiation on the island, and to locate the Initiative.
Warnings: Please PM the mod account should anything in this log go into graphically violent territory.
Notes: You know the drill! Specify dates and times in subject lines, set up as many scenarios as you like, and for information on if a run-in with Exiles will net your character(s) a chance to talk with or make contact with the Initiative, ask over here!

The satellite imagery AI was able to capture and download onto tablets doesn't speak adequately to the pristine, chill landscape the space ship descends into under cloaking technology. The crystalline landscape is almost beautiful, stark brights and shadows turning the countryside into something soft, alien, and deadly. Winter has arrived, in a way some may be familiar with, and to others, may be entirely new.

The ship is a mile out from the largest identified gathering of heat signatures and power structures, in a city built over part of what once was London, formerly known as Exsilium to the Transports. There is no Eye of London to be found, only a partial tower that stands suspiciously close to where Big Ben once stood. The river Thames remains present, but the built up structures, the identifiers of "modern" Exsilium are all gone, lost and buried underneath the snows if ever they existed.

This is not a friendly landscape, though the people are friendly enough, should you not go out of your way to offend them or display your alien natures.

Find the Initiative. Take stock of the landscape. Report back what you can. Scouts, you are our best hope in understanding this new landscape.

Good luck.

Comments

[lucency]

Oh. [ she looks down, slightly embarrassed at her own mistake. ]

Do we just - do we walk?

[ magic is sometimes weird, okay. ]

[aequivoci]

[ He could see how she would mistake Tim for a spell. He is kind of a spell, so to speak... ]

We just walk. The yeti won't hear or see a thing.

[lucency]

[ and so, belle starts to walk. in spite of herself, she still tries to keep her steps quiet, darting back once she foolishly steps on a twig, but the yeti doesn't so much as move.

in fact, it seems to be trying to find a place to sleep. curiously, belle watches as it kind of - flops back onto the ground, the trees even rustling from the weight.

belle turns back to cross, frowning, as if to ask, is that normal? ]

[aequivoci]

[ Cross is silently amused at how she's trying to still be quiet and unnoticeable, especially when she jumps at stepping on a twig. Timcanpy is sitting on top of Cross's head, tail flicking as he enjoys the moment.

The yeti flopping onto the ground is a rather curious thing, and he looks at her and shrugs lightly. He has no idea what the hell is on the yeti's mind, but they're going to get closer.

And by closer, I mean at least within arm's reach of the thing. ]

[lucency]

[ closer works for belle, and she's slowly getting used to the idea of being able to walk and make noise while - not being visible. it's strange, but she can adjust, if she needs to. which she does.

she takes the initiative, taking a few steps closer to the yeti, but still staying close by in case there's a distance limitation to the enchantment. that yeti? that yeti sure is asleep. on the plus side, it is not vicious. right now, at least. ]

...Can it still smell us?

[aequivoci]

[ He's so proud of her moving closer, too. Bonus courage points for you, Belle! Also, smart thinking that there is a distance limitation to the spell — there certainly is, and he'll let her know when she's at risk of being exposed fully once more to their surroundings, which he is going to do right now.

Tim, meanwhile, will leave Cross's head to go hover by Belle's shoulder. ]

No, not unless you take several more steps forward, which will cause you to leave the "safe haven" my spell provides.

[lucency]

[ meanwhile, supposedly vicious yeti sleeps soundly on the snow-coated ground. she takes another step forward and stops, frowning. she turns to look at cross, but winds up doing a double-take when she sees tim by her shoulder. she can't help it; she laughs. just a little bit. ]

I suppose touching it would be a bad idea.