Real & Half-Real: Chapter 1 - The Portal and the Plan

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Who: The Committee to Rescue Illarion from His Very Stupid Mistake
What: Building a portal to bust into a pocket dimension and strategizing what to do once they get there. All extremely advisable science.
When: Early-mid April
Where: Throughout Trench, and in parts beyond it

It's been weeks since Illarion's disappearance in the fight against Leviathan, and scarcely fewer weeks since his Omen Iskierka began papering Trench with notes on his whereabouts. The shrike's friends and loved ones have not been idle during that time, and now their plans begin coming to fruition.

It's time to get him out of the nightmare he's trapped in--but first, they've got to break their way in, and they've got to have a plan.

[[ Part of the Real & Half-Real player plot! Navigate to other plot posts: [OOC] Interest Check | [IC] Prologue | [IC] Iskierka's Notes ]]

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1 - MEET & GREET

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Paul Atreides has thrown open his workshop to all who've dedicated themselves to Illarion's safe return. And, ever the gracious host, he's set a time and date for them all to get to know each other before they set to work in earnest. On that date, the esoterica of the workshop have been covered in black cloth and more comfortable seating procured to match the expected number of participants. Simple snacks and hot drinks are on hand to ease conversation, though the tension of both their task and the month hangs heavy in the air.

Re: 1 - MEET & GREET

[imaglyphwitch]

Luz arrived, several of the notes in hand. She knew this was likely going to be one of those times where it would just be best that she not get involved. It seemed like there was going to be a LOT going on, and she definitely had been pulled around this month that she knew it would be important to stay put and try to help out in Trench where she could.

However, she said she's deliver the notes, so she was keen to do just that. It had taken a few hours, but she was sure that she'd obtained the things needed that would help them. All that was left was to see who would be on the mission, in case she needed to assist when they came back.

They would be coming back, right?

[wannasmash]

Here's a familiar face offering her grim one a smile. Midoriya is around, mostly listening or handing people things as needed. He's not directly involved in the planning stage.

"Thank you for helping, Luz-san. Best not to jump into anything unprepared."

[imaglyphwitch]

Luz was here to deliver the letters because she said she would. Was there a part of her that wanted to get involved? Certainly. Was she reminded about what might happen and decided it might be a bad idea to be in a place where she might die? That too. But it didn't mean she wouldn't see off her friends.

She really hoped they were Ok after this.

"Right, of course. Do you think you're ready?"

[wannasmash]

Midoriya's original plan had been to stay behind too. He had been worried there would be trouble in Trench. Then there wasn't. He's here now. He looks at the note board and what they all intend to do with their instructions.

"It's pretty unprecedented. I understand we're physically going into someone's mind. Or memories, or something. But yeah, I think everyone is ready."

He presses his own lips together. He's ready as well, but that thought doesn't sit well with him. In a way, because he is ready, he doesn't know what will happen when the time comes.

"We'll do our best."

[imaglyphwitch]

"Right. Sounds dangerous. I know it was when I went into someone's head back in the Boiling Isles, but this sounds way more complicated. Even I know when I have to back off. But! You guys have more information now, so you can help fight off whatever is coming in that person's mind."

She hoped anyway. There was still no way of totally knowing all that was going to happen there.

"All right. But be careful, ok? You have people from your world who would miss you, and obviously someone right here who would, ok?"

[wannasmash]

"We'll use it well. This is going to be different than just touching an antler. And I know you'll keep an eye on things in Trench. You can contact my friends from home if you need backup too."

His heart swells. This time his lips press together in a smile. He doesn't think of himself too often, so it touches him when someone reminds him that he would be missed, even if it's the sort of thing that goes without saying.

"People here miss the one we need to rescue too. But I don't intend to risk any of us either. Heroes don't plan a rescue without intending to come back."

[imaglyphwitch]

Luz nodded. She's already met Ochako and Todoroki, so it was only a matter of time before she met Bakugo and got to know him a little too.

"All right. If you're super sure, I'm not going to get more worried than I should be. After all, you guys are the professional heroes. You know how this is going to go down."

They also had more information than Luz did, so at least they'd be well prepared.

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[violetlies]

[The fact that Kokichi had somehow ended himself up in a situation that was far, far out of his depth had not escaped him. Not in the least. Pragmatically, he'd say taking him along for this - whatever it was - was probably a mistake. He had no real fighting capabilities (beyond 'making the best of what he had' which wasn't much, admittedly), but he did have a mind for tactics.

And, the defining thing tying him to this situation - a loyalty to Sayo. That was the big one. She was normally averse to opening up to most people (understandably so), but they were kind of on this weird wavelength Kokichi couldn't quite put a word to...which ended him up here. Honestly, most of the information made his head spin.

But, hey, no time like the present to try to keep up. Maybe meet some new friends. Hopefully not die. You know. The usual. The darkness outside was a bit imposing as he entered, and the atmosphere was hardly cheerful, but, hey...]

...Well. No one's died yet.

[He mumbled faintly to himself, and then grabbed one of the drinks - not a soda, to his dismay, but it'd do - and sat down. He glanced to one side.]

Soooo. Lively party, huh?

[The dry delivery was intentional.]

[hearthebell]

[L's here foremost for Iskierka, aware that Moonsight is in dire need of assistance and this workshop, project and committee are probably his best shot at helping out. His head for math is good, and though science was never his specialty, he did manage to formulate an effective antivenom before the battle on the beach. If it's the needful, his mind flies and is limited by just two things: his body's threshold for neglect and punishment, and his own tendency to doubt in the face of failure.

In his mind, failure has made him a pariah. Though his orca whale omen has forgiven him and returned to flank and protect him, he feels a wary distance regarding most others, even those he was on good terms with previously. He doesn't remember how to talk to them; he sees liability and threat before he sees friendship and kindness, lots of lurking shadows and hidden daggers.

He's here to work, thermos of coffee in hand, because solving puzzles to save people is the only reason he ever had to exist.

He's not eager to strike up conversations with others, but if you draw close to him, he'll glance your way, wide dark eyes under a shaggy mop of hair.]

I'm Lazarus Sauveterre. Here for the same reason you are, I'm sure. We'll get him out.