The Arena Riots ( open, gamewide )

[civilobedience]

Who: The Militia, the city, and you.
What: The Arena Riots.
Where: The Arena, Griss Twist.
When: Newdi, Eliaderen 1. (Monday Oct 1st)
Notes: Companion post for questions and plotting is here.
Warnings: Violence, police brutality, disturbing content and imagery, graphic death.

It's apparent even before dawn that something out of the ordinary is happening. Canton sheriffs are roused from their sleep or pulled away from their work to be told that on no uncertain terms, today will be a day that they do not leave their neat lines on the map. That their individual offices will be responsible for all crime and unrest within their jurisdictions, with no help; the powers that be offer no details, but the creeping feeling in their presence suggests no questions would be tolerated anyway – the implication that they'll all be watched is a strong one. In Mog Hill, Sheriff Norrington proceeds as he always does under such orders. In Mafaton, leadership is stoic but one deputy laughs, sharp and bitter, while the Emissary of the Council merely checks his watch, unseen underground. Sir Hellsing is pulled away from her dinner in the Guild Hall, a Sobek Croix deputy anxiously relaying the news. The sound of shattered glass disturbs the pre-dawn silence in Flyside, a brick hurled by some faceless figure into the front window of Thames – and nothing else.

From the Spire, hooded Militiamen move quietly and uniformly south, to Griss Twist. They are followed by wagons, full of prisoners.

Comments

[gwynn]

"Pixie." She's usually Megan here, but... this reminds her of home so much, where she's been Pixie for a long time.

It's not a very good codename somewhere there are actual pixies, but it'll do.

Her wings buzz anxiously a few more times as she shifts her weight from foot to foot. "I'll see what I can do, yeah? Things are well crazy out there."

[obscuredvision]

"Pixie," Ava repeats. It doesn't even occur to her that it's a code name.

"Do what you can, but keep yourself safe too." Not that someone this capable, who's this together in a trying time, should need to be reminded, but Ava worries. "And if you need help or a place to hide later, too, you come see me."

[gwynn]

"All right," she says, wings buzzing. That probably gets annoying after more than a couple minutes. "I'll see if I can find ya a doctor or somethin'."

And then, poof! She's gone, without so much, actually, as a poof in her wake. She just sort of vanishes.