The Watchers of Night ([personal profile] thewatchers) wrote in [community profile] daybreakacademy2019-12-17 10:06 pm
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EVENT - KRAMPUS HUNTING


EVENT - KRAMPUS HUNTING
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After the turmoil of early December, it seems only right and proper to hold an exciting and (allegedly) harmless celebration that will let students and staff alike get rid of the stress from both finals and the state of things at large - whether it’s through vigorous physical activity for rewards or through peacefully enjoying the selection of hot food and drink on offer. Daybreak’s annual Krampus Hunt is set in rolling, snowy fields not too far from Soleil, a perfect and peaceful backdrop to be shattered by the strange pseudo-academical ritual about to take place.


A. PREPARATIONS

It is traditional for faculty or TAs who draw the short straw, have lost bets, have unspecified sins to atone for or are simply volunteered (willingly or unwillingly) by their coworkers to dress up as Krampus and be chased through the fields by students. A number of disguises have been provided for this purpose - ranging from ordinary suits to more magical glamours that equip even the most mild-mannered and unassuming-looking faculty member with the guise and temporary ability of a fleet-footed, horned monster. Those unfortunates who have been chosen to get beaten by overenthusiastic students have some time to reflect on their choices and to prepare themselves for the night ahead by choosing both costumes and gifts to give those who catch them. The traditional packaging for gifts is a large lump of coal that is cracked open to reveal the prize within, but faculty can and often have gotten far more creative.


B. THE CHASE

Once the hunt begins, students are encouraged to take weapons from the racks provided and go hunting for Krampuses (who tend to stand out, being all bright red in fields of untouched white snow) . Any student who catches and manages to get a Krampus to agree to submit - by force, by words, or by any other method they can think of - will receive a gift. To receive more gifts, students merely have to hunt down other Krampuses...though it’s unlikely they’ll make it easy on you.


C. TREATS FOR LUCK

For those who have declined to participate in the more active festivities (or are simply taking a break from it), the stalls laden with a selection of hot food are available for perusal. Filled with traditional and festive treats from all over Europe, both savoury and sweet, there’s bound to be something here to satisfy any cravings you might have.
It’s best to be cautious when biting into some of these, however - though finding hidden coins in your food is thought to be a sign of luck for the coming year, it’s definitely not lucky to swallow them outright.

(In a magical twist, the coins you might find in certain treats have small, magical quirks - things like always landing on one side, always being warm (or cold), showing a baseless ‘fortune’, and changing their engravings on a whim.)

For those who are looking for something to quench their thirst, as well as a selection of non-alcoholic beverages - hot chocolate, coffee, tea, spiced ciders, and so on (plus alcoholic beverages for those who are of age) , there is also a station where you can customize your drinks to your hearts’ content. Sprinkle a modest coating of cinnamon or add marshmallows to your hot drinks, or make a monstrosity with every topping you can find - it’s up to you.


D. BONFIRE

For those who don’t seek warmth at the food and drink stalls set up for the occasion, there’s always the bonfires. Magically enchanted to radiate warmth and not melt the snow around them, log seats and tables made from stumps have been set up to accommodate gatherings around the roaring fires. It makes a perfect atmosphere to sit and relax, and ignore the chaos happening in the background.
adjectiveprince: (The doomed prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2019-12-18 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
A week or two ago, in the midst of the assault on the Galra, Zagreus was turned into a killing machine by their brainwashing, done on him in secret. In an effort to stop him from causing too much havoc, Hornet had been forced to kill him, jamming a spear into his face.

Fortunately, Zagreus has a SPECIAL relationship with death. After a LONG and very mocking lecture from his father, Zagreus set about making good on his escape once again. There were new challenges and dangers in the ever shifting underworld, but the willful prince could not be contained forever.

The entrance to the underworld is not in a specific place. People die everywhere, after all, and therefore the entrance is anywhere. It doesn't TYPICALLY work as an exit, but as I mentioned, Zagreus has a special relationship with death.

-B-

In the middle of the big white field of pristine snow that the krampuses were just starting to run out into, a small hill suddenly formed, leading the smell of smoke and brimstone. A cave formed in the side, from which Zagreus staggered out before stumbling face first into the snow. He was battered and bloodied, with numerous injuries and even a few blowgun darts sticking into his back, but he was still alive.

Despite his rather dreadful appearance, he seemed in high enough spirits as he struggled back to his feet and muttered, "Made it!"

Then he looked around at what was going on, and his triumphant mood was replaced by a puzzled one. "Er...I have made it, haven't I? This is Daybreak Academy right? I'd hate to think I came up in the wrong place, but it's hard to steer a cavern."

-D-

Some time later, Zagreus had a blanket draped over his shoulders and a mug of hot chocolate in his hands. He wasn't wild about staring into the flames of the bonfire right now, so soon after crossing the flaming fields of Asphodel, but the fact of the matter was that the surface world was damn cold.

"I need a shower. And..." He awkwardly reached over his shoulder and pulled one of the darts out of his back, then gave it a sniff. "Probably to see a healer at some point. This smells poisoned. Bloody satyrs..."
silksoul: (⚔ with the devil right beside me)

D

[personal profile] silksoul 2019-12-19 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"They don't have showers in the Underworld?"

If Hornet objects to Zagreus' battered state, she doesn't say anything about it. In what's something approaching apologetic, she sits and abruptly extracts another dart from his back with little fanfare.
adjectiveprince: (The irritated prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2019-12-19 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I JUST got here. I haven't had the-" Zagreus winced as she pulled the dart out. "...the chance to take one yet. Thanks for that."

He DID smell a bit ripe, though.
silksoul: (⚔ do you walk in the valley of kings?)

[personal profile] silksoul 2019-12-19 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
She's smelled worse, so she doesn't say much about it. While she tried to keep herself clean, and her natural plating and her clothing went some way towards keeping grime and dirt off her, she understands that being able to bathe in safety was a rare commodity.

She picks out another dart and wordlessly begins to clean the puncture wounds they've left behind. It reminds her of training, almost, back in a time when they were both younger and less shaped by the lives they've led.

Zagreus is different than he was. In some ways, though, she can still see the earnest cousin she trained with, not too far from the surface.
adjectiveprince: (The mournful prince)

[personal profile] adjectiveprince 2019-12-19 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Hornet had never been one to waste words. Zagreus had always been the one doing enough talking for both of them. Not that Vespa OR Achilles had given them a lot of time to talk.

"Thanks also, for uh..." Killing him before he killed anyone else. "...You know. Taking care of things. Back there."
lifeforced: (thought)

[personal profile] lifeforced 2019-12-18 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
C:
Both out of unfamiliarity with the tradition and having decided not to participate in the chase after learning about it, Rebecca remained near the stalls, periodically grabbing something to eat or drink, and could usually be seen with a small plate of sweets and a mug of coffee, occasionally mixed with hot chocolate. She was largely waiting around in case she was needed for anything, having gotten so accustomed to working as a volunteer at the infirmary that she was starting to play the part outside of it as well, making herself available in case of any minor accidents or incidents.

She'd collected a few coins by now—the first one of those had been a surprise, as nobody had told her about that—and those were already stashed away in a small purse she was carrying with her.

D:
Every now and then, though, she wandered over toward the bonfires. The cold didn't really bother her much if at all, as the way her healing automatically worked on herself effectively granted her a level of tolerance for hot and cold temperatures, but that didn't stop it from feeling annoying after awhile, and so she occasionally sought the fires out for relief from the cold, before eventually returning to the stalls for another snack or drink.

She would be back and forth like this quite a bit.
alreadyhuman: and fly away (♪ if you could only spread your wings)

D

[personal profile] alreadyhuman 2019-12-19 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
It hasn't been long since the last mission he went on, and he's clearly still feeling the effects. He's had to trade out his old clothes for some new ones, but he refuses to be parted from his hat (which is still a bit battered from being lightly electrocuted like two days ago).

He's dozing by the fire, watching Rebecca go back and forth drowsily. After a while of this, he speaks up.

"You must really like walking." In his slightly sleep-addled logic, that's about what it amounts to.
lifeforced: (worry)

[personal profile] lifeforced 2019-12-19 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
It did kind of look like that, didn't it?

"Well, I don't hate walking. I just really like some of the stuff they've got set up, but also don't wanna be too cold for too long." And she was about to go back there again to get some more. "Y'want me to grab anything for you while I'm over there?"