Complete Comms Main Story (S4) Marked - Team Time EX

[Raid Boss]

Here's the comms for Marked.

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[Luthien]

"H-Hey... you awake?"

A groan escaped Lúthien's lips, the elf body aching as she approached the bedside of the Faerin who'd been tagging along with Rael during the day. She didn't know her name, there hadn't been much time for introductions after all, but the Faerin had seemed like someone in the know... perhaps she could help Lúthien figure some things out...

@Raid Boss​

 

[Raid Boss]

She stirred awake with a pained groan and dried lips. Half of her face was wrapped in bandages, sparing others from seeing her horrific wound.

"Urruuugh... y-yes, uh...?"

She couldn't recall ever hearing the elf girl's name.

@Luthien ​

 

[Luthien]

"Lúthien,"

She offered her name willingly as the blonde sat down at the bottom of the Faerin's bed, her body thankful to avoid any unnecessary strains.

"Sorry about, well, all of this..." A hand was lifted, waving about to encompass the general mess they'd all gotten into, before Lúthien winced when the action pulled wrongly against one of her many stitches. "... I was hoping you could help me find someone?"

She wasn't even sure if this somehow actually existed in the camp, or if the blonde's farfetched thought of a plan could even be performed... let alone be useful.

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[Raid Boss]

"Meriam... but you can just call me Meri. Ah-uruugh... It's okay. No apology is necessary.

A-as long as I still have half of my lips, I-I can still taste prison cuisine on--ahya, what the heck am I blabbering on about? Who are you looking for?"

@Luthien ​

 

[Luthien]

"Prison cuisine...?"

She couldn't help the faint chortle that escaped her lips, the action causing Lúthien to wince in response as a bandaged wound on her torso throbbed in protest.

"Meri, I was hoping to find someone that, aaah, would be an expert in magitech research... I guess?" Wow, putting thoughts into words... harder than it sounded. "Can you think of someone that could make sense of, well, all that shit we saw...?"

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[Raid Boss]

"HRGH!"

The faerin began to sweat profusely as her visible cheek began to rosen.

"UM... I mean... don't laugh or anything but..."

She pulled out a folded-up sketch from her pocket. If you opened it up, it looked as if someone had hand-sketched the picture.

"UM, his name is Sven Mortimer... Y-you might be able to catch him either at the food tent at this time of day... He's a senior researcher in the MIT, he knows a lot about Magitech.

A-ANYWAYS, PLEASE BRING THE PICTURE BACK AT SOME POINT OK? BYE!"

@Luthien ​

 

[Rael]

As per the medics' many instructions for follow-up care of the wounds her group had sustained, Rael had remained behind just in time to see one of their fellows speak quietly to another and promptly try to exit the tent.

Rael ran out, reaching out to grab the elf's wrist but nothing came out of her mouth. She simply tugged, redirecting her attention, then pulled her grimoire and started to write.

"Are you done healing? Where are you going?" She turned the book around, showing Jester the words written on the pages.

@Jester​

 

[Luthien]

". . . !"

The sudden groan of the Faerin caught Lúthien off-guard, forcing the elf onto her feet before a pained hiss escaped her lips in repsonse to the sudden movement. It was then she saw Meri reach for her pocket, pulling out a well folded-up sketch before tentatively handing it over to Lúthien.

"Sven Mortimer, huh..." The blush on the Faerin's cheek was easy to notice, causing the elf to give her a soft smile in return after she'd peered into the contents of the sketch. "Alright, I'll snoop around the food tent for him... and I promise to bring this back~"

She carefully folded the piece of paper, placing it inside her own pocket, before beginning to make her way out of the room they'd been sharing.

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[Jester]

Jester was the patient and understanding sort, even if she was currently vibrating with energy and urgency, she she of course waited for the other member of her team to convey her written message.

"The scouting team is informed of the danger out there, now someone needs to find the other team and make them aware!" She gently rubbed the bandages over her head, her fingertips just next to her eye. "And while I'd love to stay and get my eye fully fixed, I'd rather keep other people's eyes from getting nixed!"

She took a step back, but then paused, glancing to Rael's book. She would at least give the poor woman a chance to respond in writing again.

@Rael

 

[Rael]

As someone who utilized Flow as a primary casting source, the rhyme made her lips curl into a smile. A smile that soon disappeared as the realization of its meaning settled in.

"But... Oh, dear. You haven't noticed? There's something hovering under our names, in our status indicator." She wrote fast, assuring herself of conveying the meaning before turning the grimoire around and writing a second piece of dialogue.

"I don't know what it means, but we are all Marked. And that includes you! Most likely from the person who..." Rael brought a hand to the bandages wrapped around her neck.

@Jester​

 

[Jester]

Jester gave a thoughtful nod and closed her eyes in thought for a few seconds with a soft smile.

"... I'm afraid I don't know what indicator you speak of, but there's another reason for me, simply..." She finished the last few words of her rhyme silently, mouthing them to both Rael and no one in particular by the looks of it.

"So without stalling too much, I really need to embark! If that other party finds that person, they'll get more than just a mark!"

@Rael

 

[Rael]

She nodded, not trying to keep the elf from her self-imposed duties, since the lives of others might as well depend on it. Gentler, she stepped forward and held Jester's hand, squeezing it in a gesture of reassurance.

Her following note read the following:

"Have others check your status periodically if you are unable.

I'll let the others know.

Take care of yourself out there, and stay safe."

Putting the book down, she simply smiled and waved her off.

@Jester​

 

[Luthien]

"Its so full…"

The amount of personnel currently inhabiting the mess tent had surprised the elf, her brows furrowed as Lúthien’s eyes gave the space an initial scan before releasing an exasperated sigh with her words. At least @Yugam was here to give her a hand, the blonde showing the oddly very well detailed sketch of Sven to him before beginning the arduous task of locating the man. It took a while until they finally stumbled onto the nerds MIT table, a figure off to the side from the excitable magi tech crack theory conversation catching her eyes.

"Ah, finally, I think that’s him."

The sketch was folded and placed away inside her pocket, she had to deliver it back to Meri after all, before the duo made their way over as Lúthien gingerly called out towards the senior researcher.

"Excuse me, Sven Mortimer…?"

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[Magi Heart]

"@Rael Hm, food? Sure okies but um, try to find something edible for me and my friend.. . .. I um, eat a little different and she is a really picky eater, hehe. if you could bring Ra- ahem Seigi and me something very meaty? Sweets would be kewl, and mix it in a beef bowl with very lightly cooked meat? I'll be sure to save the extra meat for Seigi.

Thank you, friend., Pinkette power♥!"

 

[Asch]

Sven hunched over as his glasses lit up like a bespectacled villain, obscuring his eyes. He was completely silent when @Luthien came up to him and identified him, full name and all.

After a few very lengthy seconds, he spoke, "Hmph, I see so you lions have found my side-project 2 miles south from here and underneath a secret hatch with the 6414 password, huh? Well, listen up, 'sirs' I have committed no crime to the kingdom and my fellow travelers, I on the cusp of discovery, yet you have come to arrest me? Well, you've arrested the progress of science the likes of which you have never known. I refuse to be taken by you and I demand you must first go through the Ethics Board first before you charge me for my crime."

 

[Luthien]

"Hmph, I see so you lions have found my side-project 2 miles south from here and underneath a secret hatch with the 6414 password, huh?"

There was a perplexed look on her elven features as Luthien stared into the glinting surface of Sven's glasses, her right eyebrow arching in confusion. He thinks we're Lions——wait, what project is he talking ab——why are you giving out your PIN to a stranger?! These were only some of the quick questions that flickered through Lúthien's mind, a hand raising to pinch the bridge of her nose out of habit—before the elf opted instead to rub her temple upon remembering the cut presently bandaged in that spot.

"I—no, we're Whistles Sven, not Lions." Her index finger tapped against the golden whistle dangling from a leather cord in her neck, a sigh escaping the blonde before continuing. "I asked Meri about who in the camp was an expert in magitech research, and she recommended I came to find you here."

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[Raid Boss]

There was no change on Sven's face other than his glasses clearing up to where you can see the non-emotive eyes behind them, "Huh. I see. So you're with Meriam, huh. I still can't trust that you're not Lions or that you aren't here to arrest me over my top secret side project. Anyways, how can I help you? If it's over my side project, then I will have no choice but to turn you down."

@Luthien

 

[Luthien]

She could feel the twitch of her eyebrow, unsure if the man was just dense or extremely paranoid as he continued to suspect possible Lion tides on them, before she chose to disregard it for the time being. "No clue what your little side project is, but I—well, our team basically—witnessed a vision earlier from one of the beacons suspected to come from the King..." Right, so far so good... now came the hard part, considering the elf herself felt she was grasping at straws with this silly idea that had popped into her mind.

"There were a few things in it that seem worrying, but it's not like it's easy to put it all into words." Too many details that she feared would get misunderstood or, worse, lost in the process since Lúthien wasn't even sure what would be important knowledge for Sven to know and compare against his research. "... so I wondered if there was, perhaps, a way to show it to you instead?"

A sigh left her lips then, the elf mentally preparing herself for whatever ensued next... before attempting to link her thoughts with those of Sven.

< Hopefully like this... though I'm not sure if it'd even work as I hope. >

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[Yugam]

Having helped Luthien to the food tent, the crowded tent was alive with chatter, and the sounds of eating utensils on plates. The elf quickly showed him the creepily detailed sketch of this 'Sven Mortimer' character, before the two began to search for the man.

When Luthien finally stumbled across the man and waved Yu over, the man couldn't help give the man a simultaneously confused and concerned look before glancing over at Luthien. That was one way to incriminate one's self.

Yu let Luthien take the lead on this though, at least until Sven opened his dumb mouth again and Yu practically groaned.

Look, dude, if we were going to arrest you, we'd have done that by now. Nothing you can't answer while sitting in a ten by ten box. We don't care about whatever your 'project' is, just hear the lady out, please?

@Raid Boss | @Luthien ​