BRING ME ALONG | Flood Clean-Up Event!

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    "Alright everyone, let's move out!"


    Poe had told everyone earlier to gather their things and say good-bye to the hollow. They were heading out! The ground was completely dry and it was time to return to their treehouses and get their territory back in order. The canine grinned as everyone gathered, then began to lead the way down. It was amazing just how high they were; he hadn't realized it until the water receded. It was a ways down, but not a dangerous path. Soon Poe made the final jump and was back on the ground, Yavin cawing and flying up above. The osprey landed on the ground as well and hopped around, looking at the grass and dirt with interest. Poe waited for everyone else to reach the forest floor before speaking again. "Okay guys, let's start cleaning up. Tools are in that box there, brought down by some NPCs. Branches and stuff can be put in one big pile, erm... over there! We can move them all again later, or burn them or something. Rocks can just go wherever isn't in the way. Any other debris you can choose what to do with, but try and make piles so it's easier to pick up. Feel free to head to your treehouses as well and see what you can salvage. Help each other out and be careful, alright? Afterwards we can hang out and celebrate being back in our homes. Call me or Belladonna if there's an emergency." Poe kept his announcement chipper and bright, matching his glowing smile. Finally they were back to business! He nodded and turned tail, heading for a pile of sticks and shells nearby to begin cleaning.


    — knowing history has its eyes on me







  • He was almost the first person out of the treehouse, following just behind Poe. Although he hoped his floating powers would soon come in handy, as he quickly jumped off the high tree and landed inches above the ground, glad he was back there too. The camp was an utter mess and there was trash thrown everywhere. Some of the tree house where completely torn down while others were barely standing. His tree house got hit by much damage and was practically unlivable. He didn't care much, all his important items were either on him or in the medic den as he spent most of his time there with Bella anyways. He only kept extra glow sticks and maybe food and other belongings in his own den. He hoped the glow sticks didn't break and flow into the rivers and ocean, that would cause for some big water problems, or cool neon lighted fish and rivers in the end. He quickly came back, ready to help with the medic den as he practically gave up hope fixing his own den. He would rather help Belladonna in this case. "Do you think the flood water drifted into the ocean?" he asked Poe, wondering how much trash would end up in there.


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  • He didn't have much by way of worldly possessions so Piedpiper was all covered on that front. Following the other HawkClanners down, he listened attentively, his hazel eyes surveying the scattered debris. This was a chore and not one he was looking to at all, but the young bobtailed guard would do his part for his clan. "Probably," he shrugged, overhearing Ravelight's question. Paw kicking at a stone, he tried rolling it to the side.


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  • THE IRONY HOWEVER, IS THAT I'M NOT ACTUALLY ANGRY —

    Well, Kady has never been to HawkClan before, but having Piper here eased her slightly anxious mind. The dragoness approaches with her head held high and a smirk on her face. "Sup motherhawkers?" Psh... Get it? Ah okay. "My name is Kady, a Paladin Commander in BlizzardClan. I'm here to assist you guys, so tell me to do something and I'll get to it."

           

    — I'M TRYING TO LEARN HOW TO BE HAPPY, AND THAT IN ITSELF IS A WAR

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    ”Probably. Either that or the ground soaked it up somehow,” Poe responded as Ravelights spoke up. He turned to offer the other male a shrug. “I don’t know a lot about water and earth stuff, but that would be my best guess.” Piedpiper was looking around with a little bit of hesitation, and Poe couldn’t blame him. This was a pretty daunting task.


    But it had to be done. Poe turned back to his pile of sticks and shells and focused on the debris. He pulled from the Force and lifted the various objects in the air, jerking his head to send them flying into two different piles: sticks in one, shells in the other. The latter could be returned to the ocean at some point, probably. A voice got the leader’s attention and he whirled about to see a BlizzardClanner there. Awesome! He was so glad she came. Poe made his way over with a welcoming smile.


    “Hey Kady! Thanks for coming to help,” He told her, “We’re just trying to sort things into piles right now, as well as fix up the treehouses. You can start wherever you’re comfortable.” Maybe she and Piedpiper could team up?


    — knowing history has its eyes on me










  • Adalicia arrived not long after Kady, with a smile on her maw. The Feline glanced around, a light frown tugging at her features. Jesus, this place was a mess. She'd never been here before, but she assumed that it probably looked better than this. The territory itself was rather nice, so the girl made a note to visit some time after it returned to normal and they all god a chance to settle down. Ada glanced up at the supposed leader with a grin.

    "And I'm Adalicia, a paladin of Blizzardclan! Hope I can be of service."


    MONEY IS THE ANTHEM OF SUCCESS -- SO BEFORE WE GO OUT WHAT'S YOUR ADDRESS

  • EVEN IF YOU CANNOT HEAR MY VOICE

    belladonna arbor / hawkclan & shaman + warchief / [♀] / tags & information

    *:・゚✦ Belladonna decided to take Poe up on fixing the treehouses first - padding over, she gave a little nod to Poe, before moving to the toolbox, grabbing a hammer and a bag of nails, before slipping them into her satchel, shapeshifting into her owl body, and flying up to one of the wrecked treehouses above them. Peeling back some decayed wood, she peered over the edge at Poe. "What should we do with any of the wood that's too damaged?" she asked, glancing between him and the others gathered below.


    "Speech."


    I'LL BE RIGHT BESIDE YOU DEAR

  • "Maybe we could just put that wood in a pile" he suggested with a nice shrug of his shoulders. The blizzardclanners coming to help were definitely a big upgrade, as it would take a whole week for hawkclan just to do it themselves. They also seemed to lighten up the place, having more energy then the hawkclanners from being in the hallow for the past month. "We could use it as bonfire wood, and the bonfire could be a thank you gift for Blizzardclan" he suggested to Poe, wanting to thank the Blizzardclanners in some kind of way for helping.


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  • Piedpiper turned, sensing Kady's familiar presence. Were BlizzardClan the only allies Poe had invited? Or were they simply the first ones to show? "Hey," he greeted her, feeling more comfortable around her as of late. Enough to joke around with at least. "Stop trying to embarrass us, you're a Paladin Commander, act like it," the tabby teased, in response to her designation of "motherhawkers".


    Well shit. Poe could move stuff with his mind? No wonder he looked so cheerful about this clean-up work. Nodding to the second BlizzardClanner as she approached, he turned back to Kady. "You look different. Could you always do that?" He knew her from her scent and voice, but Piedpiper was more accustomed to seeing her as a much smaller animal, a fox. Gosh, it seemed as if everyone else had some neat trick up their sleeves.


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  • Darkskies would be the next of their allies to arrive on the scene, her features dressed with concern as she witnessed for herself the damage Hawkclan's territory had received. Poe's letter hadn't left her with much to imagine, but now that she was here it was evident that much work would need to get done. Her gaze searched the area quickly before finding the Hawkclan leader nearby interacting with others. She approached on long limbs, replacing the bothered frown on her maw with a calm smile. "Hello, hello." The cat purred in greeting, offering those present a polite dip of her head in greeting. "Darkskies Sioras. Officer of The Frontier. Ready to be of service." It had been a while since she had last seen Poe, or Ravelights, or others in the Hawkfam, and she wondered briefly if they would remember her at all. Either way, she was looking forward to getting to work and, now that she'd said her greetings, proceeded to search for a place to begin.

  • THE IRONY HOWEVER, IS THAT I'M NOT ACTUALLY ANGRY —

    The dragon's attention remains on Poe, giving him a respectful nod once instructions were given. At Piper's teasing words though she merely quirks a figurative eyebrow and shrugs. "A title is merely a title... I may be a commander, but I'm a child at heart." With that said she raises an obsidian paw to her chest and scoffs as if she were offended at his words. Obviously she was just teasing him back. At his next question she provides another shrug. "Oh you know. The whole, kidnapped thing happened. Turns out my life is full of demons, literally, and one removed his soul from his body, modified it for ... ahem... female purposes, and shoved my soul in it." Well yeah.. technically you could say she has a demon's body. Literally. "Blah blah saved my life blah blah. You know. Everyday stuff." For her to be admitting this though? It was proving her trust to Piper. Sure, anyone who was listening would know as well, but it's a big thing for her to open up even a little bit. So if he ever had any questions later on private she probably wouldn't hesitate to tell him more. "Anyway, come on buddy. You're stuck with me now. Where do you want to start?" Granted her telepathy powers would provide great assistance as well and make the job easier.



           

    — I'M TRYING TO LEARN HOW TO BE HAPPY, AND THAT IN ITSELF IS A WAR

  • Seemed like people were thus far giving introductions and figuring out the fuck to do. "Aight, I'm Quasar, leader of Shadow Veil. I can burn all those nasty ass branches and debris," he offered, supposing he might be one of the few here that could control fire.

  • give the outer limits my regards !

    "athena" • android • she/it

    ★ -- The silicone-plated android would show up next, using her talons to push aside the small rocks and bits of debris in her path. With her owl-esque shape, she might have simply flown here, but really she was trying to help clear a path for Sebastian so he didn't have to worry about tripping. She wasn't sure just how bad the young hybrid's eyesight had gotten, but hopefully he was able to follow ATN's pure-white figure with few problems. It would be sort of awkward if she'd accidentally left him behind.


    Since introductions were being thrown around, she decided to throw in her own as well. "Hello, world. I am A-T-N of The Frontier," she greeted a little robotically, gazing around with shining blue eyes. It looked like everyone else was already either getting to work or talking logistics. ATN would simply stare at others for a while as she tried to figure out how she could help.

  • Blazestar would be the next to arrive, happy to see that some of her clanmates has already shown up. It was good to see them out and about, and helping out HawkClan. It was always good to help others, especially allies. A NPC quickly filled her in on the details she had missed, such as were to put them. A bonfire sounded like fun in all honesty, maybe this would be more light-hearted than she originally thought. She greeted a few other NPCs and would then go and look around, wondering where to start.


  • She was a blurry blob of white, but he could see her enoug to stay close. Plus, Blaze was behind them. So, the child was here with them. Sticking close as he let them introduce themselves. Settling back, the hybrid would hum and then nod softly. "Oh, my name is Sebastian! Hope I can be of some use.."


    "speech"



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    Wow, there were so many people! For a moment Poe didn’t work and instead just went around greeting everyone. BlizzardClan, Shadow Veil, Frontier, and more. It warmed his heart to see people cared enough to come out and help HawkClan, and admired their eagerness to even help with a project like this. If anyone else ever needed help after this, HawkClan would surely respond; their allies’ kindness would not be forgotten.


    Poe turned as Belladonna called out, seeing that she was working on the treehouses. “Yeah, let’s do what Rave just said, it’ll be good to use for later,” He told her, nodding to the two. Then his attention was nabbed by Darkskies, a familiar face. She had changed though, and was now apparently an officer in the Frontier. Good for her! “Darkskies, it’s good to see you again! Thanks for coming,” He told her, smiling.


    Piedpiper and Kady were talking, so Poe moved on to greet Quasar, the formidable Shadow Veiler who had visited a little bit back. “Nice to see you again, Quasar. That would be super helpful if you could do that, thanks! Maybe leave a little bit though, for bonfires and such,” Poe told him, offering a friendly smile. Despite his happiness at seeing the other male, a little voice inside told him to be careful, just in case some other Clanners didn’t take kindly to a Shadow Veilier being here. He didn’t know what the others’ politics were like, but this should be a peaceful event. Poe didn’t want any quarrels.


    So far it seemed okay though. He was very interested in the android who came up and introduced herself as ATN. A robot? Poe was a mechanic himself and would have loved to talk with her about what she was, but that might have been rude. Instead he simply cast a, “Hello!” her way. Blazestar and Sebastian were the final two, both just as eager to help out as the rest.


    “Alright everyone! We need help cleaning up the camp, repairing treehouses, and then burning or moving piles of trash and debris out of the camp. Put things in piles for now. If anything looks unsafe, make sure you have a buddy with you before checking it out. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me or my Warchief Belladonna,” Poe gestured to the female as he spoke, “And again, thank you all for coming to help. It means a lot.”  


    — knowing history has its eyes on me









  • give the outer limits my regards !

    "athena" • android • she/it

    ★ -- It was possible Poe might find the android-owl vaguely familiar. After all, a previous model of ATN had been a low-ranking member of his Resistance some years ago. Not that the recognition would be reciprocated - any of her memories from more than a month ago were likely encrypted in some inaccessible file, if they hadn't been deleted entirely.


    Gaze trained on Poe as he talked, she considered her options. Repairing treehouses sounded like a good option for her, since she didn't have to worry about falling. ATN turned to look briefly to her clanmates in acknowledgement, then leapt into the air, navigating precisely through leaves and branches until she found her way to the house Belladonna was working on.


    The white-plated android paused to stare at the Warchief's owl body for a prolonged moment. The sight awakened some distracting thoughts. Why did this organic have the same design as her? No, not a design, these fleshlings didn't have the technology to design their offspring. Yet ATN looked just like the bird before her, perhaps coated in metal and polymer, but similar nonetheless. That could only mean that she was the copy, made to look like one of them. Yet she lacked the capability to act like them, so what was the point? She would have to think more about it later.


    "I wish to help in this repair," she greeted quietly, cutting off the previous thought process. She didn't need an identity crisis while there was a task at hand, er, at... paw...