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[log] Sword of the Skeleton
Who: Skyfire and Tsukishima Kei
What: Sword of the Skeleton quest
Where: First Home, and then Mekiv Caverns
When: In the morning
Other: Beating skeleton ass
As a general rule, Tsukishima doesn't really interact with too many people around Domina. It's not even that it's because he's in a strange place and, honestly, still hasn't entirely adjusted. He's just always been this way, doing his own business and staying in his lane. Go to the town, get any supplies the tree needs, be done with it.
But... Today had been different. It's left the teenager thoughtful as he returns, and he ends up going to the billboard that's right besides the study. As usual, there's plenty of paper left waiting, and he starts to write. Using a fountain pen is still a bit tricky, but he finds he can manage.
What: Sword of the Skeleton quest
Where: First Home, and then Mekiv Caverns
When: In the morning
Other: Beating skeleton ass
As a general rule, Tsukishima doesn't really interact with too many people around Domina. It's not even that it's because he's in a strange place and, honestly, still hasn't entirely adjusted. He's just always been this way, doing his own business and staying in his lane. Go to the town, get any supplies the tree needs, be done with it.
But... Today had been different. It's left the teenager thoughtful as he returns, and he ends up going to the billboard that's right besides the study. As usual, there's plenty of paper left waiting, and he starts to write. Using a fountain pen is still a bit tricky, but he finds he can manage.
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"Is that what we're looking for?" He's cautious, knowing that there are 'undead' in the cave, and after the past encounter with the pumpkin, Skyfire knows things aren't always what they seem here. Granted, being a mechanical being stuck in an 'organic' disguise... well...
"I want you to stay up on my back..." Not knowing if it's just a pile of bones or not, Skyfire isn't going to take unnecessary risks when it came to Tsukishima's safety.
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He paused "Get ready to hide under my wings if this goes wrong..." Because better safe than sorry, right?
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Once Skyfire makes the choice to approach, nothing seems to happen…. At first. Once he’s close enough, however, there’s a sudden rattling from within the pile, and a skeletal arm forms to immediately yank a rusted blade out from its innards with the intent to slice straight right at Skyfire. In short order, the rest of the body begins to form, bones locking into place to make a tall intimidating figure with broad shoulders and spiked armor in place.
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That means he has no way to see how the skeleton blocks the blow with its blade, rolling along with the force of Skyfire's strike. Getting back up to its feet, it starts to circle him, blade held out in a trained stance. It's considerably different than dealing with the bats.
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Once he's fairly sure the skeleton is focused on his claws as he tries to attack it, he whips his tail around fast and hard. It was an attempt to try and smash the end of his tail into it, aiming to send the thing flying into a cave wall... With the metal substructure underneath the false flesh in his tail, if it connected, it would be much like getting hit with a steel beam at high speed...
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While skeletons can really emote, nonetheless, something about this one seems almost offended.
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"Urg. Once we're done in here, I'm going to bury any remains we find..." He hoped that would at least settle things down a bit, if not, it would at least make him feel better.
"Are you doing okay up there?" Skyfire was doing the best he could not to jostle Tsukishima too badly, but even with his wings acting as both shielding and safety harness for him, it's not the smoothest of rides while Skyfire is fighting with the skeleton.
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“I’m fine,” Tsukishima says, tentatively pushing himself up after getting over the sound of crunching bone. Carefully, he uses one hand to press up at Skyfire’s wings in an attempt if he can see just what’s gone on. The outcome is obvious: clearly the skeleton has ben torn and scattered apart, bones not a match for metal. Still, he can’t exactly see that. “Is the coast clear, then?”
Sorry on the very slow >.<
"It seems to be, but give things a moment just to be sure. I would rather not have any surprises..." While he's willing to let Tsukishima climb down and check things out if things seem calm enough, he's not willing to let him near the 'remains' of the skeleton. He pulls any armor, weapons and other items from the scattered bones, setting them aside before gathering up the remains in another pile.
"... Do you know what is considered the 'proper' way to dispose of remains here? I'm debating burning these and scattering the ashes, but..." Humans disposed of their dead in several ways back 'home', but he wasn't sure what was in use here and he didn't want to be disrespectful... Well, more so that he'd already been.
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“Well, I’m not sure about here… but back where I’m from, turning things to ashes was basically how it was done. I think scattering is usually more up to the person before they die, but… I doubt it would be too bad considering things. I mean, if there was a skeleton down here at all, it was probably an important place to it… or something.”
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Looking around he slopes a wing so Tsukishima can slide down from his back and inspect the weapon and armor now that it was at least somewhat safe. "It looks fairly clear now... Do you think this is what we're looking for?"
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The chestpiece is sturdy and heavy in his hands for all the rust which has started to cover it, and he grunts as he rolls it to the side, and the same can mostly be said for whatever else has been left, including the helmet. That doesn’t mean the sword is necessarily light by comparison, of course, but not as much so. He handles it with even more care than anything, not wanting to test what counts as a tetanus shot in some weird fantasy world.
“I think this is it,” he says after a moment, sure that it won’t break too easily. “Do you want the armor? There’s some leather in it, as padding, but it looks like it’s mostly metal… or is the rust a dealbreaker?”
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"I've worked with worse, I've eaten worse. The rust isn't so bad as to make it useless... but... I can dig raw metals if I need to, so, do you want to see if anyone wants to buy it in town first? It might be worth more as armor than as scrap, and we can spit what it sells for if it's worth anything?"
Well, if it weren't for Tsukishima, he wouldn't have known about it in the first place, plus Skyfire was still a little unsure about dealing with the townsfolk, so having him along made things, if not easier, a bit less worrying.
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In Skyfire's mind selling it might yield a better result, since if anyone wants it for more than scrap he could likely use the money from it's sale to buy more metals than what's actually in the armor itself.
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“We’ll have to figure out a way to get it back, then…. And I didn’t exactly come here with a travel bag.” At least, nothing besides what he could put the sword in, since he figured his sports bag would hopefully do well enough. “I guess I can see if it fits me and wear it, unless you have any other ideas.”
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Considering the problem of transporting the armor for a few moment, he grimaces when Tsukishima mentions wearing it out. "Is that a good idea? I mean considering what was wearing it..." Having brought a bit of rope, it wasn't much but he had an idea that might work.
"I do have a length of rope wrapped around the base of one of my wings, we could tie it to my back?" There would still be room for Tsukishima to fit on his back still, but tying the armor would be awkward. Skyfire couldn't do it himself even if he had managed to wrap the rope around his wing so that the feathers hid it from view on the way over.