mayfield_rpg | event: portal five

The fifth portal is in the park, tucked away behind a cluster of trees; as usual, any drones walking past simply ignore it. The cheerful carnival that can be seen on other side of this portal may strike many of you as quite familiar.

The carnival doesn't seem to have changed much since the last time it was open. The street that had been behind the carnival has disappeared, but everything else remains the same, down to the sky looking like it's been completely deleted and replaced by a gaping hole of nothingness. Despite this area being the smallest and most enclosed environment so far outside of the blimp, there are plenty of places to begin your search, from the Ferris Wheel, to the funhouse, to the various rides and stands. Just make sure to avoid the large glitch holes that seem to be all over the place.

Oh, and you might want to speed this one up, because you're not alone here. The faceless drones from the blimp are having fun at the carnival as well, queuing up for the rides and playing the games. They'll ignore you for now, but they're not the only ones you have to worry about. Here and there, you may catch glimpses of hideous, mutated drones...and they don't seem very happy to see you.

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How stubborn...! These drones only grow more persistent with each moment that we rebell! [ Beato looks around quickly for any sign of escape before she begins to run once again, her pace even quicker than before. She only expects the others to either follow her, or speak up if needed at this point in time ]

It doesn't help that there's more of them every second... [Lion has no choice but to run with Beato. He knows that he'd be hopelessly outnumbered if he tried to put up a fight at this point.]

-And there was no way they were going to outrun all of them... Tir turns to Lion, holding out Heaven Fang.-

Take this. I've got an idea.

[ Beato stops for a moment, watching the boy. With that look on her face, there are several ideas that run through her mind about what he might be doing. ]

[Well...that wasn't something he'd expected Tir to do. But Lion takes the staff anyway.] What are you planning?

... Something I have to do alone. -He reached forward, a hand combing through Lion's hair as his lips were brought to his, giving a kiss that had all of his passion in it... for he feared it was the last time he would be able to do so. He held it for a few moments, the sounds of the horde still approaching.-

... Beatrice. I know I haven't known you long... But I need you and Lion to go. Get as far from me as you can. I'll hold the enemy here.

-And off came the right glove...-

[ For a moment, Beatrice watches him, and she almost wants to protest-- and she does. She had her suspicions about their relationship the entire time they had been here. It's only been confirmed now. ]

... You fool. You shall return alive. [ Now it was up to Lion, however. Would he remain here? She would not make that decision for her. If there was one thing Beato felt more strongly about than anything, it was love. And that was the cause of the majority of her own actions, including now ]

[That kiss wasn't something Lion had been expecting either, especially in a situation like this. But he can feel Tir's passion behind it, and he can't help but return as much of it as he can. Even with the horde closing in on them, those few brief moments feel almost normal, even blissful.

It's only once Beatrice speaks that Lion realizes what he's about to do. That moment earlier, when he seemed to choke the life out of that drone...even if Tir hadn't wanted him to see it, it wasn't something Lion could easily forget. Would he do that again? And would he really risk his life to keep him and Beatrice safe?

...no. He wouldn't. He can't.] Tir...you're not...

-Tir didn't answer Beatrice. Or Lion. He simply turned his back, and began walking towards the advancement, a sickening black swirl of some otherworldly power swirling about his hand, slowly taking the form of a scythe.-

I said go. Now.

Lion. Decide quickly. [ She doesn't let go of their hand just yet ] Shall you stay, or leave?

[This is a difficult decision for Lion to make, and one that takes him back to that moment when he and Will were surrounded by Bernkastel's cats on all sides, both injured and without any weapons to defend themselves. Despite that, they both promised to stay with each other until the end. But when the cats closed in on them, Lion remembers nothing that happened afterwards except for waking up back in Mayfield.

So, in the end, how much of a difference would it make if Lion stayed? And if Tir has that kind of strange power...maybe he could make it out alive, even if he doesn't think he will. If he can keep thinking that, maybe it will make this whole thing easier.]

...I'll go. But Tir... [Lion grips Beatrice's hand a little tighter.] You should know that...that I love you, and I'll always treasure the time we spent together. [Kind of cheesy, especially now, but he can't leave without saying anything.]

-Tir's shoulders hardened. He didn't turn back to face Lion, but he still spoke.-

I'll find my way back to you... This I promise.

Now go. Get as far away as you can.

-The blackness began to increase around him, ashen smoke rising from the ground even as the drone horde drew closer and closer.-

Oh Rune... True Master of Life and Death... Grant me your power of Judgement...

Come. Do not look behind you until we do not sense these drones any longer. [ For once, the grin on Beato's face is gone, as she tugs on Lion's hand.

Whether or not she was disappointed in Lion's decision... that was nothing that could be read in her expression. ]

[Lion takes one last moment to watch Tir as he prepares to face the horde...and then he turns to follow Beatrice. His own expression is just as unreadable as hers, but inwardly there are a number of thoughts and emotions fighting to reach the surface, all of them conflicting. It's hard enough just to keep calm about what's happening right now.]

event: portal five | the carnival

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