April Catch-All

[onerthes]

Who: Vira-Lorr, Equius Zahhak, Neopolitan & You!
What: Event Log Open and General Open OPtions for the Month
When: April, out and about
Where: Various Locations around Trench

Content Warnings:
Vira-Lorr - Xenomorph/Alien Horror, Acidic Blood, Possible attempted abduction, blood, potential transformations and temporary insanity, character death is possible
Neopolitan - Severe Hopelessness, Corruption Issues, Reckless Behavior
Equius - General, Mind-Boggling Stupidity, being rescued by a big sweaty idiot, towels.
So many towels.
Too many towels.
Burning orbs of light depositing towels everywhere.

Individual character prompts will be put inside with options

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[tempredmental]

"Oh... thanks..." Keith had been tracking some of them and catching orbs, but it was still easy enough for him to get caught up in the thrall. That said, he did look and notice some lights being pulled from her as well. He reached over and gave her arm a light tug.

"Maybe we should move, huh?" He gave a subtle nod for her to look up. "Might be safer." For now. Once he was able to get his head back together, he was going to go back and see if he could catch more orbs, but a break would be good at the moment, he figured.

[onerthes]

She growled in response. There was a determined, angry, almost desperate look in her eyes, all considered. For all that she was trying to tug him away herself, she seemed not to notice the damage that was going on for her at the same time. However, the thanks did register and she nodded. Just afterwards, when he recommended what she was already wanting, she looked almost a fraction relieved.

She was grabbing his arm, hustling. It was easy to get away from the thing, from its draining effect, but the fact that she was in this state was a bad sign that something wasn't wrong. It might not have been easily obvious, but Vira-Lorr without hope was a very angry person by nature. "We should hurry. I still don't know what to do about those ... things." She wasn't fully gone yet, but the effects were starting to show in her mood.

[tempredmental]

Honestly, Keith was pretty sure that's what it was. It took a bit for him to pull his own head back together. Thankfully, he hadn't been caught up too badly just yet. That didn't mean he wasn't completely unaffected, just not quite as strongly. For now, most of his corruption effects had been physical, and he'd been doing his best to avoid having them noticed.

The fangs were hard to hide, though.

"Considering history around here, I'm not sure killing them would be a good idea, but I've been trying to recapture those orbs of light they keep stealing from people." Once she'd stopped pulling him away and slowed down, he shifted his bag, the telltale sound of glass clinking slightly inside. He'd gotten a few jars full already, opening it enough for her to see them glowing in there. "See?" He'd heard that keeping the orbs around could be beneficial later.

[onerthes]

She blinked and looked at the orbs with a sort of shocked look in her eyes. Her hands went to the jar, not trying to break it or get in, but rather just shocked and awed. "Y...You believe me! You can see they're taking things away. What are they taking?!?" The paranoia that seemed to grip her had a way of coming out as a sort of monofocus. It was almost like she couldn't think of anything else.

"Have you tried giving these to people yet? Do they help?"

[tempredmental]

Keith shook his head.

"No, I haven't, yet." He frowned a bit. "It feels like... hope?" He sounded unsure. "I looked into it once I saw the first one doing it to someone, and these... butterfly things... they take people's hope. And that might be what the orbs are." He held out the jar to her. He had several already, so he wasn't too worried about her having one. "You can feel it, though. It's kind of... warm..." For lack of a better word.

"We could check the archives and see if there's more there about them."

[onerthes]

When her hand touched the light, there was sudden relief that flooded into her. The light faded and she smiled, as if she was thinking of something that made her feel very good, looking down at the hand and sighing wistfully. Very suddenly, she blinked and looked over at Keith.

"I... I think you're right," she said, her countenance looking better. She was still worn, nervous in ticks, but much less animated. "I think this is hope, and if they're taking that away... that's a very bad thing. Some have little to spare."

[tempredmental]

"Not to mention, with how this place seems to work, that's like one of the few things keeping people from turning," Keith added. "So, yeah... gotta be careful. But, if we can catch the lights, then it looks like it might help people feel better." She seemed better herself, after all.

"I'm gonna try to keep catching them," he said. "See how many I can stock up on. I'll do my best to be careful, though. You should, too."

[onerthes]

"Thank you, for helping me," she said, flexing her fingers. "I may try and find some of the lights myself, though I don't know that this is the best use of my talents. I could focus on getting people to avoid the butterflies, while you work on the acquisition of the lights so that we can see to their healing. They're not threatening, otherwise, so there's that."

Which was all well and good to say right now, but when she was at her most paranoid, she might sing another tune.

[tempredmental]

Keith nodded.

"Yeah, sure." He considered the idea for a moment. "I mean, it certainly would be better to work as a team. That way, if one person gets caught up in the thrall, the other could drag them out."

[onerthes]

"Yes. That actually seems like a good plan. What we can do is set up a buddy system. If either of us start to show signs of being affected, it can be an occasion for the other to call them back. We have the treatment here." And that was actually a really good option, tag-teaming together. That sort of thing, along with a few other friends? It would have her see-sawing back and forth but never quite losing it...

You know... till she ended up shooting one of the bugs later in the month.

[tempredmental]

Keith nodded.

"Right... always make sure to have someone with you if you're going after them."

Which he planned on doing for the rest of the month as well, but he had ideas on how to handle it now. (Not that it would stop him 100% from going after some of them alone...) He handed her some of his empty jars, too.

"Here... in case you come across some orbs you can catch."

[onerthes]

She took two of them and nodded with a wan smile. "Thank you. I'll see about catching some of the light, so that it can be given to others. That might help them in a time of need." And, in truth? It would, though she really needed to use it more on herself in the process than she ultimately would.

"Just stay safe, ok Keith? I worry... and I don't think that's the hopelessness talking. The danger is easy to underestimate in this."

[tempredmental]

Keith nodded. She hadn't been the only one to pull him out of it.

"You, too." Honestly, just seeing the change right there when she'd absorbed that one light from the jar was enough. She'd always been kind to him, at least, and offered him information any time he'd asked. He didn't know everything about their previous relationship beyond that they had at least been friends, and that was enough for now. He knew he could count her among his friends, which automatically meant he was going to worry about her, too. "Be careful."

{OOC: good place to stop?}

[onerthes]

(OOC: Perfect stopping point. ^-^ we should have some fresh new stuff for June soon enough. Memshare shenanigans ftw)