HOW DOES A RAGTAG VOLUNTEER ARMY IN NEED OF A SHOWER...

[maskormods]

WHO: Kidnapped imPorts and their rescuers!
WHERE: A submarine off the coast of Antarctica.
WHEN: January 29th.
WHAT: Kidnapped imPorts have their powers turned on as LACKEY is rendered defunct, and take control of their own fate! In the meantime, their rescue crew is hot on their tail, ready to free them from their underwater prison.
WARNINGS: Mentions of gore and cannibalism; probable violence and death. Please let us know if this needs to be changed! Got any questions? Ask them HERE!



It is January 29th, DAY NINE of the imPorts' kidnappings. Conditions remain mostly the same, but it would not be any surprise if it were to seem worse to the kidnapped imPorts, particularly if their spirits have begun to flag. Their accommodations are just as cramped as they started out as, and without any access to outside life or common luxuries, being stir crazy is the least of their worries. Any food that was not shoved through the slot on the door has been left out in the heat of their bodies to rot, and their washroom circumstances certainly haven't improved over the week.

And to make matters worse, there has been a cannibal -- one or more -- within their midst. Some kidnapped imPorts may have noticed body parts being unceremoniously shoved through the food slot, only to be devoured by Ken Kaneki. Needless to say, these aren't circumstances that anyone wishes to prolong.

Luckily for the imPorts, they'll notice something odd. LACKEY's voice, no matter who it was talking to, will suddenly begin to sputter unnaturally to a halt... and in a sudden surge, each and every imPort will find their powers returning. Just beyond their door are 45 guards inside of the submarine they are trapped in, but with over fifty powered imPorts more than capable of simply ripping the door off of its frames, it's a much less daunting prospect. What will you do from here? Will you kill them, or will you attempt to salvage their lives, though they made no attempts to salvage yours?

Regardless of your actions, help is on the way! The intrepid RESCUERS are en route to the imPorts' location, and not long after their powers have been turned on, they will be reunited, taken care of, and will finally see the sun once more.

Remember, you may play out out all stages of the direct rescue process in this log, including before and after freedom has been achieved!

Once the imPorts have been brought back to the Antarctic Base, they will be instructed to wait for American planes stocked with medical professionals to touch down on Antarctic soil. ImPorts' wounds will be tended to, and they will be flown directly back to their homes, where they will be given further medical care as needed. If they are in possession - or are friends with those in possession of - teleportation or transportation powers, they are free to make their own way home as well! The planes are simply there out of consideration for everyone who will need a more traditional way home.

Comments

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[amadaman]

[By the time they're off the warship, Ken has done his best to heal the wound in his shoulder and changed into whatever else he had to wear. He still didn't have a third jacket, so he's also dwarfed by a coat too big for him -- the smallest the army could find to put him in -- when he finally catches sight of Jaime and comes skidding across the ground to him.

Still, healed he may be, the effects of the fights and the blood he lost, as well as the cold, are there and he's pale and out of breath once he collapses on his knees next to Jaime, staring wide eyed.

Then wordlessly throws his arms around him, holding on to him tightly.]

THIS SWEET BAB

[khajidont]

[Jaime's eyes widen as Ken starts to bound towards him, looking small and pale and utterly out of place in a wretched place like this, but he has no time to react; as soon as he notices, Ken's already in front of him, flinging his arms around him.

Jaime's voice is a little thick as he hugs Ken back, his own body almost encompassing Ken's in his embrace, as if he'd be able to warm him up that way, but this time it's not thick from tears. It's just a broken nose.]

Hi, Ken, [he says, rubbing his back slowly. He notices the orange in his hair, but doesn't comment on it, not yet.] It's okay. We're all okay now.

[Including Ken, he hopes.]

[amadaman]

[Ken's okay. At least, that's what he'll say. There are little things like how his left arm drags behind his right one, or how he won't be gripping things as tightly with that hand, but those are not on Ken's mind right now as he simply focuses on holding Jaime as tightly as he can, telling himself that he's back, just like Dipper and Bull and Tadashi and everyone else. Things are going to get harder from now on, with the war, but for now they're okay.]

You're back.

[khajidont]

[Jaime will notice his arm, in time, but now's not that time. Adrenaline is pumping through his body just as much as it's pumping through everyone else's, and it's hard for him to be as eagle-eyed as he'd normally be. Instead, he just keeps on rubbing Ken's back, letting Ken soak in his presence.]

Yeah. I am. And I'm sorry that it happened in the first place, but... everything's gonna get better from here on out, okay? Even if things look worse, at least we'll all be together.

[amadaman]

I believe it. I believed it, that you'll come back. That we'll get you back.

[It was a small faith with no foundation, but it was all Ken had.]

Welcome back.

[khajidont]

Thanks. I knew we'd come back too. And look, everyone's safe and sound. I told you so, didn't I?

[Safe and sound, though he doesn't doubt a few of them are a little traumatized.

That's okay. People can work through this sort of thing. The important thing is that they're alive. Eventually, he leans back a little, getting a close look at Ken. He doesn't look great, and Jaime will comment on that soon, but he'll let Ken bask in this for a little longer.

Instead he reaches out, tugging a strand of Ken's orange bangs straight before releasing it, letting it bounce back to its natural curl.]

Nice hair. Very edgy.

prepare for a flood of me

[amadaman]

[He doesn't mind Jaime pulling back this time, simply sitting in front of him and letting him look. He looks at the same time, too, trying to see how Jaime is doing, trying to recall what he looked like before so he could notice any new bruises, any new scars or injuries. He can't hold back a little smile at the way Jaime touches his hair.]

You think so? Um, Maya-san and Tetsuo-san started doing it, and he's the one that suggested orange...

[It wasn't at all a creative decision but it was one Ken enjoyed anyway. He touches his own hair as if checking to see if it was still all there and not faded.]

.. Thanks.

ALWAYS WELCOME <3

[khajidont]

Uh huh. It suits you. Your teachers might have a thing or two to say about it, but you should ignore 'em; you gotta let loose somehow.

[Screw school policies! Dyed hair is where it's at!]

So that means you and Tetsuo are getting along now...?

[amadaman]

Isn't it just hair? I know Gekkoukan wouldn't have been really happy about it, but that's probably Japan in general, looking on it now that I've spend time in America. It's not like I'm gonna not study because my hair is suddenly orange.

And, well, I dunno if we get along. Maya-san does, and she did most of the talking.

[khajidont]

Depends on the school.

[Some schools are stricter than others, after all, but they can't exactly stop Ken from doing anything he wants. What are they going to do -- call his parents?]

Even Maya doing the talking sounds pretty good to me, [he says, smile small. He still has his problems with Tetsuo for what he had done, but it's hard to keep up such an animosity towards someone Ken seems to have forgiven, and more than that, someone who had very publicly died.]

I think it's a good start. These things take time. Leave it to her to bring you guys together, huh?

[amadaman]

[They're not together. They're nowhere near together. Maya kept them from fighting for one very short attempt at conversation. She kept a lot of things together in that house -- mainly, Kaneda and Tetsuo, and Ken still frowns and shakes his head. This isn't it. This isn't what he wants to talk about. But is this the correct thing to talk about? Maybe Jaime wants to hear about what was going on outside of that prison.

But if that's the case, Maya or Tetsuo isn't what he wants to talk about, even if he wasn't looking to talk much about himself, either. He wraps his good arm around Jaime again, narrowing his eyes at his crooked face.]

Do you want me to heal that?

[khajidont]

[It's always easier to focus on other people, for Jaime. It's unpleasant to focus too much on himself, especially when he reflects upon himself and discovers that he doesn't like what he finds there. In this case, it would mean reflecting on his own fear, his own failure to react when Soviet guards began to be slaughtered, the deliberate choice to protect his own instead of protecting the guards.

No, he'd rather think about Ken. More than that, even being in the same room together is a step up for Tetsuo and Ken, and he's glad that even if Ken's hurt again, it's not from inside his own home.

He shakes his head at Ken's offer, touching his nose gingerly as if that would prevent Ken from healing him.] I'll heal it myself when we're home again. Save your energy, okay? Because you're looking pretty beat. Pale, too.

[Blood loss, maybe...?]

[amadaman]

[Ken frowns at the refusal, clearly disappointed about being denied the opportunity to help, but he nods instead of arguing. They're both too exhausted for unnecessary fighting. With a softly uttered, "okay," he shifts his attention to Jaime's question and nods again.]

I'm just really tired. We've been going non-stop and I got injured a couple times. I've healed them with Kala-Nemi, though.

["Took a bullet for Tetsuo" is a detail he could probably leave out.]

[khajidont]

It was probably impossible not to get injured, [Jaime admits with a little sigh. This is war. They were facing off against soldiers, and people who were armed and ready to kill. It's a wonder that nobody got more hurt than they already are.]

You sure you got everything? I do know first-aid, you know, even if it's to help out with the smaller stuff.

[amadaman]

We got pretty good with first aid stuff back in Iwatodai. I carry things around with me, so I was able to get most things sorted.

[He holds out his hands. There are, in fact, some fresh gauzes wrapped around them -- less for injuries, and more for the popped blisters from swinging around his spear. Along with it are a few bandaids on his fingers, and there are some peeking out from under his hair, too. Nothing terribly serious.]

Everything's healed; nothing's open.