3rd day, 2 week, 4th month
Prime Sun Noon, exact, (Second Sun Horizonal)
AkmirAkbir Depot (The Barrens Arrival/Departure Hangar)
Round 1 Resolution The Arimite Knife-fighters are no pushovers, and a piercing "Oh shiiii--!" is ripped from a Za Fighter's lips as they fall back from a table they clambored upon. A Jhandaran is released of his fate from a dogpile of Zas with knives and another Arimite is finding chains grab throwing hands too.
But it is not just a tiny swarm of Za chattel who were released. Tadius' spilled brazier releases its hooka tabac coals upon bar carpet and hangar hexagonal tile alike, catching unguarded cloth alight, scuh as fleeing passengers' robes. Meanwhile with the dancing spotlight, upbeat music, and spreading tiny fires, there is a rain of sparkling lumen from the ceiling! A truly glorious sight as money enough to buy freedom falls between horrible screams, fires, & fighting.
More staffing chattel is being released or slaughtered. New passenger arrivals are deciding to hurry back out until things calm down, but are coming up against others fresh from gates further down the hangar. A press of humanities is struggling to either join the action, help themselves to riches, or get away. Several large released chattel has been released into this fray: Ur tribals, Saurads, and one Kharakhan Giant.
At this the Akmiri guards know things will get out of hands soon. Whatever is left of the Chattel Agency's Guardstaff, along with any Bar or Duty-Free Shop bouncer is being deputized on the spot. Formations will begin soon, and greater unpleasantness likely after that.
A group of 4 Za rapidly keep chase with Ghandus, with another squad of 9 following after hearing their "Thigriz" (female
) is being taken in said direction. Amara is unenviably between these groups runnng in the same direction, but as of yet they cannot place the association to Ghandus. Other Za are busy freeing more like them (no wonder there was a special discount!), killing other hated chattel, or busy fighting. Linger long and you might have a larger mob heading for the catamaran...
Helios and Atlumia seem to have found a worthwhile distraction in each other and this general caravan business... oh, and apparently picked up a luggage dancer as a groupie, of course.
Still not out of the hangar yet, but there are so many unprecedented excitements around to dawdle upon, what with the fire, melee, flashing lights, raining coin, lovely song, and panicked or greed-frenzied travellers about. Ooh, there goes another luggage dancer chasing after its fleeing owner, "Take me with you! How can you leave me behind! You need me!"
Round 2Hope you are enjoying yourselves.
Tell me what you are doing?