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aterat2023-03-10 02:19 pm
bufubulous) wrote in aterat2023-03-10 02:19 pm
There’s a difference between common thieves and phantoms
Who; Yusuke & whoever is around
What; One closed log and one open.
Where; Noble District & Thieves Den & Harbor District
When; During the March event
Warnings; None but will update if something comes up, there will be wererat fights so violence is to be expected.
Note; If you would like something specific or have an idea, you are welcome to talk to me about it. I am also open to writing personalized starters or doing other stuff, just drop me a line over on the plotting post or send me a message on discord @ WhimsicalSpook#8219
Do you need a hand? - Harbor District - Open to All
The thievery going on around the city was only one development this month; it seemed. The other thing was certainly the influx of attacks in the form of wererats in the harbor district. Yusuke had come across them a time or two since arriving, especially since the harbor district had gained the phantoms protection as they got a little more organized. What was worrying was the frequency and the seeming… methodical nature of their attack. They seemed more planned and careful of their strikes, and thus more dangerous than usual.
Not that wererats weren’t dangerous by nature already, but the point stood that this was not a great development. It was hard to not wonder if there was something more to it, though he recognized that it could simply be the natural course over time. It wasn’t like the phantoms hadn’t also gotten a bit better at things the longer they were at something.
Still, the good people of the harbor district couldn’t really handle these things on their own. At least not all of them. And there weren’t enough guards to go around to cover the entire city on a good day without counting the way they were stretched due to the influx of thefts (that weren’t all them!). Ren had already mentioned having to step in and help out the strange fellow who they collected materials for when he’d ended up surrounded by a group. It wouldn’t be the last attack they heard of, but hopefully they could ensure that it ended as well as that one had, without casualty.
So, on top of looking into the situation in the noble district, there was a need to watch out for their own ‘neighbourhood,’ so to speak. Mask in place and sword at his side, ‘Fox’ did his own patrol of the side-streets and alleyways. The teen did drop the disguise sometimes to stop in to some businesses to see if anyone had heard of a commotion in their area or a lead on where the next sighting might be with nothing more than innocent curiosity.
Eventually, his search bears fruit, and he has a group tracked to an area not far from one of the sewer entrances. A shout alerts him to the problem, and he takes off at a dash. Goemon had developed the habit of auto-casting Sukukaja at the start of a confrontation, which meant a nice boost in speed that gets him sprinting around a corner with ease. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I can’t help but think that you may need a hand.” He alerts both the would-be victim and the wererats to his presence, drawing eyes to himself with a grand flourish and an attempt to draw the enemy's attention to him and away from the other person they were chasing.
Ruminating Over Rumors - Thieves Den to start - Closed to Ren
Yusuke entered the ‘Thieves Den’ through the obscured entrance, slipping easily around a large pile of crates stacked by the door and over a few strategically placed pallets to enter. Then it was up the ladder to the second floor and through the door with a light hum, shutting the door behind him and looking around the room. His eyes catching on a painting he’d been working on and frowning a little as he realized there was some detail that needed to be added. He almost approached, then shook his head. He was here for a reason.
So, folding his arms to keep his itching fingers from straying towards a brush, he turned his attention to seeking out Ren. He presumed their leader would either be at his work-desk, or possibly somewhere else entirely if not present. Which would, of course, mean further searching. But this had been the first place the teen thought to look beyond the House of Solace. It seemed a moment later that he had presumed correctly, as his friend was spotted at the worktable where he worked on infiltration tools.
Yusuke himself knew he had some skill cards to finish, but his brief stroll through the market on his way to the harbor district had alerted him to some new goings on around the city. There was always something going on, of course, but this something seemed a little… More pertinent to their interests and particular ‘habits’ they were engaging in since arriving in this world. It was enough to make him curious, and just a touch concerned about the complications it might present them with given the city guard was apparently being put on much higher alert and increasing patrols in the noble district.
Setting his bag next to a stack of canvases, he crossed the room and leaned on the side of the worktable. “I have news, or perhaps not news if you already know, so much as a shared curiosity.” He started, tilting his head to get a look Ren might be doing.
What; One closed log and one open.
Where; Noble District & Thieves Den & Harbor District
When; During the March event
Warnings; None but will update if something comes up, there will be wererat fights so violence is to be expected.
Note; If you would like something specific or have an idea, you are welcome to talk to me about it. I am also open to writing personalized starters or doing other stuff, just drop me a line over on the plotting post or send me a message on discord @ WhimsicalSpook#8219
Do you need a hand? - Harbor District - Open to All
The thievery going on around the city was only one development this month; it seemed. The other thing was certainly the influx of attacks in the form of wererats in the harbor district. Yusuke had come across them a time or two since arriving, especially since the harbor district had gained the phantoms protection as they got a little more organized. What was worrying was the frequency and the seeming… methodical nature of their attack. They seemed more planned and careful of their strikes, and thus more dangerous than usual.
Not that wererats weren’t dangerous by nature already, but the point stood that this was not a great development. It was hard to not wonder if there was something more to it, though he recognized that it could simply be the natural course over time. It wasn’t like the phantoms hadn’t also gotten a bit better at things the longer they were at something.
Still, the good people of the harbor district couldn’t really handle these things on their own. At least not all of them. And there weren’t enough guards to go around to cover the entire city on a good day without counting the way they were stretched due to the influx of thefts (that weren’t all them!). Ren had already mentioned having to step in and help out the strange fellow who they collected materials for when he’d ended up surrounded by a group. It wouldn’t be the last attack they heard of, but hopefully they could ensure that it ended as well as that one had, without casualty.
So, on top of looking into the situation in the noble district, there was a need to watch out for their own ‘neighbourhood,’ so to speak. Mask in place and sword at his side, ‘Fox’ did his own patrol of the side-streets and alleyways. The teen did drop the disguise sometimes to stop in to some businesses to see if anyone had heard of a commotion in their area or a lead on where the next sighting might be with nothing more than innocent curiosity.
Eventually, his search bears fruit, and he has a group tracked to an area not far from one of the sewer entrances. A shout alerts him to the problem, and he takes off at a dash. Goemon had developed the habit of auto-casting Sukukaja at the start of a confrontation, which meant a nice boost in speed that gets him sprinting around a corner with ease. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I can’t help but think that you may need a hand.” He alerts both the would-be victim and the wererats to his presence, drawing eyes to himself with a grand flourish and an attempt to draw the enemy's attention to him and away from the other person they were chasing.
Ruminating Over Rumors - Thieves Den to start - Closed to Ren
Yusuke entered the ‘Thieves Den’ through the obscured entrance, slipping easily around a large pile of crates stacked by the door and over a few strategically placed pallets to enter. Then it was up the ladder to the second floor and through the door with a light hum, shutting the door behind him and looking around the room. His eyes catching on a painting he’d been working on and frowning a little as he realized there was some detail that needed to be added. He almost approached, then shook his head. He was here for a reason.
So, folding his arms to keep his itching fingers from straying towards a brush, he turned his attention to seeking out Ren. He presumed their leader would either be at his work-desk, or possibly somewhere else entirely if not present. Which would, of course, mean further searching. But this had been the first place the teen thought to look beyond the House of Solace. It seemed a moment later that he had presumed correctly, as his friend was spotted at the worktable where he worked on infiltration tools.
Yusuke himself knew he had some skill cards to finish, but his brief stroll through the market on his way to the harbor district had alerted him to some new goings on around the city. There was always something going on, of course, but this something seemed a little… More pertinent to their interests and particular ‘habits’ they were engaging in since arriving in this world. It was enough to make him curious, and just a touch concerned about the complications it might present them with given the city guard was apparently being put on much higher alert and increasing patrols in the noble district.
Setting his bag next to a stack of canvases, he crossed the room and leaned on the side of the worktable. “I have news, or perhaps not news if you already know, so much as a shared curiosity.” He started, tilting his head to get a look Ren might be doing.
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It hadn’t been hard to figure out the harbor district was lacking in defense and had fewer patrols, so they set up a base there. Helping the locals here and there was a nice thing to do, and they were accustomed to fighting. Then… Well, the recent increase in guards around the noble district hadn’t been hard to notice. It made them put their own heists on hold until things settled down and they figured out what was up with this new group of thieves.
But he focused on his new companion more at the moment, waiting for a name. When one was offered, he grinned, with a little bow and a sweep of his arm. “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Leon!” And, as an afterthought, Yusuke continued. “You may call me Fox if we should meet like this again.” He added. Keeping the phantom guise and his usual self separate was an important distinction. Sure, anyone who saw Yusuke out of costume wouldn’t have a hard time figuring out it was him… He had a pretty recognizable voice and overall build… But the teen hadn’t really considered that yet.
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Timelines and other worlds were hard to figure out here.
"Now that the battle's over though I suppose if there's no more rats to fight I should get going." He had things to do and plans to mull over for the fiftieth time in a row. Things he used to do back home in Radiant Garden were on his mind to do here, and he had to draw up a battle plan to go approach the head guy for the guards.
Looking at the youth, he nodded. "You're gonna be alright out here, right?"
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On the subject of getting going, the phantom offered a small bow as well. “Indeed, I believe it is time that I move on with my little patrol of the harbors. Do have a nice day.” He responded politely, turning to head deeper into the harbor district. Though he does pause at the question, he found it strange to be asked that at this point. “But of course, I assure you that I am quite well equipped to deal with such strangeness. I thank you for your concern, though. Good day, Leon.” And the teen was off, hopping lightly from the cobblestone street to a crate and then up to an overhang and from there a low rooftop…. Then he was gone.