audio / un: strange - day 6, evening.

[rehandle]

We have a way to evacuate the Hivawei.

[ The most important news first. The thing that can't wait. Then, on to detail. ]

Remi d'Arbes has answered our call. With his help, we'll create a path between worlds in search of a suitable planet for the Hivawei to settle. Our course will be set for Gyeonje - unless anyone has a suggestion for a place better suited - with the hope that in making our way to that world we'll find one closer, freeing up those of us based here to open more doorways for the Hivawei to travel through.

[ There's a truth between the lines there, but he doesn't drag it out. It doesn't change what they have to do. ]

We need to be as certain as we can be that the world we lead them to is somewhere they're going to have a real chance to thrive. If anyone thinks they'd be suited to making that kind of assessment and would be willing to abandon the search for the orb to assist with this, let us know as soon as possible.

If there's anyone not already involved who wields magic, or similarly esoteric [ shout out to Itachi for the verbiage ] power, and could spare some time - we'd be glad of you.


[ That's it, their plan and the help they're seeking with it laid out. There's a quiet from Stephen, thoughts ticking over for anything else he needs to add... which there is. One last thing, before they get so ahead of themselves that they forget what this is really going to be. ]


This will not be a small feat. If and when Chief Yerek decides it's time to tell the people, they'll be managing the logistics of a mass evacuation while preparing to leave behind everything they've ever known.

We've all experienced their kindness and the strength of their community. Let's honor that and ease the way for them as much as we possibly can.


[ And with that, he's off to get to work. ]


( ooc: Team Portal would've received this info before he dropped this network post (whether via text or in person for those in Hivawa at the time), along with anyone else in Hiwava who might've been hanging with the magic crowd or spotted he and Remi walking back and followed, so feel free to handwave having been around for the first in-person lowdown!

threadjacking welcome, be wild be free ]

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[doooooog]

[ Dang. The bastards really went and did it. Jake told Rita he’d help in any way he could and he meant it. No time left to waste hemming and hawing. There was hardly any time for congratulations, either. Maybe after it all shook out, one way or the other. ]

if you’re looking for a way to get a lot of people gathered together fast, i might be able to help. I’m not as fast as your nifty little space holes, but if it’ll free you up for the mega space hole there’s plenty of room on the big flying bus.

[ It’s him. He is the big flying bus. ]

[rehandle]

[ That last sentence was a lot, but the ultimate takeaway is - ]

Consider yourself chartered.

[ Even in full work mode, the people around him better get ready to see an inordinate number of impromptu little smiles as these pledges of help roll in. Here we go, then. Let's get this done. ]

[doooooog]

beep beep, homie

[coordination]

Big flying bus?

[doooooog]

yeah, man. the big flying bus. you haven’t seen it yet?

[coordination]

No.

Where the fuck did you get a bus?

[doooooog]

why, you wanna see it? what hut are you staying in?

[coordination]

[ He stares at this text for a few minutes, wondering if he's going to regret this.

But, ever nosy, ever curious, Yzak Jule can't help himself. ]

Only if it's not a waste of time - we've got more important things to focus on.

[ Here he sends his location to Jake. ]

text --> action

[doooooog]

oh, it's definitely a waste of time my friend.

[ But that doesn't mean a big (well, Hivawei-scale big) yellow furry bus doesn't come rolling along an hour later, through the woods past where Yzak's coordinates lead. In place of wheels are legs and in place of a front bumper and headlights is a... very large dog face grinning at him. ]

Hey, buddy. Fare's two-seventy-five.

[coordination]

[ Since Jake says it's a waste of time, Yzak puts it out of his mind so he can get to work on other things, since clearly that means he isn't going to bother!

An hour later, he hears something outside, goes to inspect what that sound is...

And the choking noise he makes when he exits his hut and comes face-to-face with this absolute cursed looking monstrosity is inhuman, loud, high-pitched. ]

—GGHCK!

[ WHAT

THE

FUCK ]

[doooooog]

Guess that's a no? Sorry, man, no free rides.

[ The dog bus door slams shut, promptly heading towards one of the large trees nearby. Without a moment's hesitation, the bus starts climbing directly up the trunk with the synchronized efforts of his eight windmilling legs. ]

Peace, homie!

[ The dog bus eventually disappears into the distant forest canopy. Goodbye, dog bus. ]

[coordination]

[ WAS. WAS THAT REAL.

DID THAT MUSHROOM PEOPLE WEED FUCK HIS BRAIN UP OR SOMETHING????

He's never getting high again. ]

[locumstudentesquire]

...Like an omnibus?

[And is it the horses that fly, or does the carriage do it under its own power somehow?]

[doooooog]

[ A single braincell in motion stays in motion until coming into contact with another single braincell. ]

what the heck's an omnibus

[locumstudentesquire]

[He doesn't know?? OK, maybe he's off base here after all.]

Um... It's a large carriage meant to seat several people at a time? Follows a pre-determined route and makes regular stops along the way for people to board and exit from? [...] Usually driven by an under-paid coachman?

[Sometimes murders happen on them?]