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Week 11.
WEEK 11 The meeting with Mars could have gone infinitely worse. It's difficult to say that it went well, admittedly, but at least it didn't go as poorly as it could have; either way, her departure leaves you free to look around the Valley Windworks, and it shouldn't take you long at all to find something interesting on the floor. It's bright yellow and glowing, set into the ground like any other normal part of the floor otherwise; stepping on it will cause the world to spin briefly in your field of vision, and when it straightens itself out again, you find yourself standing in the corner of the lobby of a large building you've never seen before. Welcome to the Jubilife TV station. The place seems staffed with Galactic grunts, but they leave you alone outside of just watching you in that dead-eyed, vaguely unnerving way they have of watching everything; they'll let you leave without a fuss at any rate, and it's probably for the best that you get yourself situated for the time being. After all, you've got an entire new city to get accustomed to. The people here seem to be trying to get themselves situated as well, though obviously that's for entirely different reasons. The world continues to change, around them and you both, and overall things do seem to be going in a direction that might be considered favorable. Noticeably, the grunts in the TV station don't seem to be changing at all, regardless of what happens to the other locals; that might be cause for some concern... POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week eleven of Azume; feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget that a write-up is due this weekend!] |
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[Ignis sighed, adjusting his glasses.]
...They'll have to be talked out of it, if such a situation arises. We've been fortunate that it seems he's no interest in pursuing us yet, and going after him as wildly unprepared as we are will very literally end in worse than death. We can't even stand against Maylene, never mind the commanders. I don't see how any of us expect to handle Cyrus if and when any negotiation breaks down.
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...Why isn't anything affecting them, and why does anything changing in this world spare them alone?
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[He has no idea why that's happening, but it sure as shit is.]
Maybe they were hit harder by whatever's doing this? I'd say maybe Saturn hit them again with those machines he was talking about, but apparently he's been AWOL for a while now.
[Possibly dead? He doesn't know how likely that is, but possibly dead.]
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[in short, 'we don't know shit']
...Saturn disappearing makes sense enough considering our last encounter, but I can't imagine what could have happened to Jupiter. And now I'd not be surprised if Mars followed suit. Do you think Cynthia's actually doing something?
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I don't like the part where he apparently didn't tell her shit.
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[Ignis paused as if to think over what he'd just said, reexamining it to see if he'd overlooked something. It all felt logically sound to him, but the absence of a real explanation left him deeply unsettled.]
...Something's wrong here, and I don't know what it is.
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[at least he's honest]
Regardless, it's something liable to cause us serious trouble one way or another if we can't determine what's happened.
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[...]
It looks like everyone in that group seems to want to keep Mars in the dark; she was doing a lot of yelling about how Jupiter and Saturn would never falter in their faith and stuff.
[Meanwhile, Jupiter is out for herself and Saturn is Saturn.]