murder game #6

[shinsengumi]

Five teams: only two will survive. Destroy the other team's * Flag * while protecting your own to survive.

✣ ELEMENTAL ✣
Drael .s
Fenton
Griffith .s
Hassan .s
Helene
Kristopher
Leonel .s
Odette .s
Reece
Vox
* Yvain *

❖ OTHER 1 ❖
Aeva
Alexiel
Ellias
* Indra *
Jasper
Joss
Luce
Rehn
Shryke
Tristram
Vaughn
Wolf

✶ OTHER 2 ✶
Aubrey
Fila
Gil
Laurence
Mori
Malis
Nessa
* Oberin *
Rhad
Shai
Shanar
Yasu

♡ MENTAL ♡
Cyrel
Hollingworth
Lisette
* Olivia *
Astor
Tir
Qalam-Qir
Roswell
Siegfried
Sohma
Thane
Tsing
Uilliam
Visvaldis
Xian
Zach

⌇ PHYSICAL ⌇
Ashleigh
Brigitte
Cabel
D'Ivann
Kevlahn
Kieran
Kin
Koh
Kol
Larsen
Laurel
* Solus *
Talbot

Comments

[royalwarden]

[She actually knows this man. He was a war hero, before he disappeared into a strange nomadic life. There have always been strange rumours about him, but nothing outright treasonous.

Now he's speaking to her as though she's a fool. Odette's used to that.]

If you stay with us, it won't be as obvious that they should be targeting you. But if you want to stay behind, we have to at least conceal you. And you shouldn't stay here alone.

[contagion]

[This woman, she's all right. She seems to have some sense about her. Drael nods in her direction.]

Should we figure out what we can all do? I'm not any good from a distance, but I can kill someone damn quick up close.

[The details aren't really necessary. He gives Kristopher the side-eye, resolute but always worried. A second later, he adds.]

The kids should stay here.

[lightfingers]

Hey! I'm not a kid!!

[Fenton shouts protest, like a child.]

[fixations]

[Griffith scoffs, of course, quite haughty and pleased with himself... until he realises that Drael said kids plural, and he doesn't know who else that could mean apart from himself.]

Oh, come on! You think that piss-sucker's more helpful than I am?

[You're welcome, Kristopher.]

[cordiality]

[In such a horrific situation, this isn't exactly the problem Kristopher was expecting. He can't keep from turning pink at being spoken about so crudely in front of so many strangers, but he replies with all the quiet dignity he can manage.]

No one said anything like that.

[longtermlove]

No need to be rude! We're all friends here. Or allies, at least.

[Reece adds the third line after casting a glance in Hassan's direction—that man still looks pretty angry. This woman who's doing a good job of coming off in charge—he's sure he's seen her before, somehow, once maybe—is the person he directs his next words to, cheerful and deferential.]

We're a pretty good-sized group. We can probably half go look for the others and half move around more defensively. We should mix up ranged and melee, but I can do both in a hurry.

[royalwarden]

That's fine. We can set a secure base point for him [She jerks her chin at Yvain] and arrange a rendezvous time. One group can scout for enemy Flags, the other can keep the base point secure—if the scout team doesn't return when they're supposed to the base team will have to take over.

[Should she ask them if they agree? Not this time. This situation needs control, not too many opinions.]

I'll lead the scout team.