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deercountry2022-03-13 10:17 pm
faithfulson) wrote in deercountry2022-03-13 10:17 pm
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Beware the Sound of Drums [Locked]
Who: Luke, Maul, Airy, and Ezra
What: Board game shenanigans, Luke accidentally making it worse by being good at surviving.
When: Some nebulous time during the event.
Where: Starting in the jungle and going on from there.
Warnings: All event warnings apply; more to be added as the thread continues.
The drumming was impossible to ignore.
Luke tried, probably harder than he usually would over something that was clearly calling out to him like this. Trench was making him steadily more paranoid about unusual things nudging at him, but when the Force started to nudge him toward what was causing the sound, he couldn't ignore it anymore. There was urgency in that nudge, the sense that his help was needed, and he was not the kind of person to pass over something like that.
And yes, maybe a sense of excitement over a new adventure was hard to resist as well, though he would never admit it out loud.
He hadn't expected the end of that nudging would lead to a board game resting innocently out in the middle of no where. It wasn't something he ever played with as a child; even hologames were hard to come by for the farmers of Tatooine, yet despite that he found himself opening the wooden box that served as the board, carelessly picking up one if the pieces. He flinched when he pricked himself, but it didn't bother him -- this was fine, all he needed was to roll the dice...
Sense and warning flared in his mind at once as the Force screamed in his head that this was wrong this was wrong this is a trap, but the dice were already cast, and he found himself being tugged, pulled along like he was just a game piece himself -- pulled and pushed and shoved and stretched, until all of a sudden he found himself crashing through dense jungle foliage, managing to tuck in on himself and roll the rest of the way to solid ground.
He let out a breath once he finally stopped, feeling the gross, sticky heat engulfing him and the wetness of fresh morning greenery. It took him a moment to pull himself together and get back to his feet, aware of the board game near his feet, but not exactly in the mood to pick it up yet. The greenery he was surrounded by caught his attention more, and he shifted his feet as he turned, feeling more like he was stuck in the middle of Yavin, far from where the Rebellion base had been, yet his surroundings were alien enough to him to know that was not where he was.
"Oh... kriff," he muttered to himself, before raising his hands to cup them around his mouth. "Is anyone there? Hello?"
What: Board game shenanigans, Luke accidentally making it worse by being good at surviving.
When: Some nebulous time during the event.
Where: Starting in the jungle and going on from there.
Warnings: All event warnings apply; more to be added as the thread continues.
The drumming was impossible to ignore.
Luke tried, probably harder than he usually would over something that was clearly calling out to him like this. Trench was making him steadily more paranoid about unusual things nudging at him, but when the Force started to nudge him toward what was causing the sound, he couldn't ignore it anymore. There was urgency in that nudge, the sense that his help was needed, and he was not the kind of person to pass over something like that.
And yes, maybe a sense of excitement over a new adventure was hard to resist as well, though he would never admit it out loud.
He hadn't expected the end of that nudging would lead to a board game resting innocently out in the middle of no where. It wasn't something he ever played with as a child; even hologames were hard to come by for the farmers of Tatooine, yet despite that he found himself opening the wooden box that served as the board, carelessly picking up one if the pieces. He flinched when he pricked himself, but it didn't bother him -- this was fine, all he needed was to roll the dice...
Sense and warning flared in his mind at once as the Force screamed in his head that this was wrong this was wrong this is a trap, but the dice were already cast, and he found himself being tugged, pulled along like he was just a game piece himself -- pulled and pushed and shoved and stretched, until all of a sudden he found himself crashing through dense jungle foliage, managing to tuck in on himself and roll the rest of the way to solid ground.
He let out a breath once he finally stopped, feeling the gross, sticky heat engulfing him and the wetness of fresh morning greenery. It took him a moment to pull himself together and get back to his feet, aware of the board game near his feet, but not exactly in the mood to pick it up yet. The greenery he was surrounded by caught his attention more, and he shifted his feet as he turned, feeling more like he was stuck in the middle of Yavin, far from where the Rebellion base had been, yet his surroundings were alien enough to him to know that was not where he was.
"Oh... kriff," he muttered to himself, before raising his hands to cup them around his mouth. "Is anyone there? Hello?"
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"I found the board," he announced. "Now we can start getting on with things."
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Which wasn't to say he didn't need to be handled with care.
"What do you suggest?" she asked him, glancing warily at the board, as she came to a stop before him. "As the person with the most experience here." Flattery. Yet also the patent truth.
Anyway, Ariadne had no desire to be the alpha in the group.
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He looked up to Maul, giving him a slight nod. Despite his teasing before, he was willing to trust him with whatever came next.
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"Who wants to roll first?" He asked. Maul did seem to be bracing himself as if expecting the worst. "We should be prepared for anything to happen next."