TEST DRIVE MEME ⚔️️ 2

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{ QUICK NAV } Premise ⚔️️ Rules ⚔️️ FAQ ⚔️️ Taken ⚔️️ Reserves ⚔️️ Apply ⚔️️ Locations ⚔️️ Bestiary A ⦿ Soaking in Your Arrival KERPLUNK, SPLASH! Regardless of what you were in the middle of, you and your familiar have been magically pulled into the world of Avalon just above the Bay's chilly waters. After a brief plunge into the Bay, the rush of water filling your ears and soaking up into every creak and crevice of your body, you may need to cough to clear your airways when you rise above the surface. It's paralyzingly cold for a few seconds before you're approached by the Lady of the Lake beneath the water's surface. She puts a vial of a vibrant, glowing red Everwarm* potion to your character's lips. The icy water doesn't feel so icy once consumed and you'll be able to move your limbs enough to swim to shore on your own. She can't stick around to explain, she's got to get this to all the new arrivals! Many of which you'll see plopping in around you. If you can't swim, a handful of helpful ice turtles will scoop you up from beneath and drop you off at the shore. When not helping people, the turtles are going around and hitting the ice that keeps forming on the surface with their shells to keep the surface open for the falling arrivals or pushing personal items to the beach near the new arrivals they smell like (belong to). If anyone tries to ask the Lady of the Lake for directions, she will direct you to Archimedes at the Rent-a-Ride. If anyone with Animal Magic asks the turtles, they will give the full spiel, but very slowly, and they like to get off topic and gossip about other turtles you've never heard of. The shores themselves are littered with new arrivals complaining their way up a staircase carved into the walls of the White Cliffs. There is no railing, so be careful, but if you do fall, be prepared for a mysterious sand hand to reach out of the side of the cliffs to catch you. The hand will pat you atop the head twice before retreating back into the wall. This is the Cliff Beast; despite the name, he is quite friendly. B ⦿ The Caravan to Camelot Once everyone is wrangled up to the top of the White Cliffs, the handsome owner of the Rent-a-Ride, Archimedes, will distribute smart phones, a pair of earbuds, and a winter cloak** to everyone before getting them settled in groups into modernized carriages pulled by horses and give them a basic explanation of why and how they've been brought to Avalon: The universe is frozen in time and your character has been brought here by a familiar that was able to bond with them. They'll have to learn magic to help save their own world from destruction, but first they've got to get them to Camelot. It is here that you have the first opportunity to decide who they will be in their new home. You'll have about an hour to wander around here, meet and greet, and pet the horses before it's time to go. These carriages use fae technology that combats weight, so your character will be able to get in regardless of whether they're light as a feather or weigh two tons. The carts have air conditioning when it's hot, heating when it's cold, and a mystical shield to protect from bugs. There is also a mini-bar that pops out of the console with nip bottles. Characters can use their smartphones to connect to Camelot's internet service, avalononline (AOL), to chat with other characters, watch dumb videos, learn about the world, contact Camelot Support (they'll answer any questions they can for you, from how to use a smart phone to where to find quests and resources to learn more about your magic). Be careful if you decide to use your phones while in the caravan-- if you don't use those earbuds and start forcing everyone to listen to your nonsense, Archimedes may make you walk. C ⦿ The Red Spring The journey from the White Cliffs to the City of Camelot is a long one, and the first evening you arrive you'll end up spending at the Red Spring, a booming resort town. Because of the volume of new arrivals and vacationers, inn rooms are assigned two-to-a-room. The rooms have two twin beds, a bathroom, a mini-fridge and microwave, and a TV equipped with a couple of entertaining video games and a few free movies. If you don't want to relax in the room, try taking a dip in the spring for another chance to meet your fellow travelers. The waters have restorative properties that help horses and travelers recover quickly when drunk. It is known to relieve stress, improve energy levels, and mildly accelerate healing. It may be a little chilly when you get out though, so make sure you don't slip rushing back indoors when you get out! The springs are also home to a large training grounds just outside town limits, where there are teachers who will teach basic magic safety and help you discover what kind of magic you have together with other new arrivals. Try target practice, obstacle courses, meditation circles, and other ways to try to figure out just what you can do... if you didn't already have an accidental discovery on the ride there. A ⦿ Trial and Icy Errors Winter has arrived in Avalon, and with it has come to a change in the weather. Puffs of breath precede sentences when outside, small fires fill braziers to allow people to stop and get warm for a moment between where they come from and where they are going. Snow has begun to fall; at first, it is the same, fluffy, white flakes many adventurers will have seen. However, as the day progresses, the snow begins to shimmer; it’s like a prismatic effect, a magical light catching against every little crystal and illuminating sparkling flakes, so vibrant it’s clear someone has enchanted the snow. Shortly after the change, there will be a text alert to all devices: Tired of the same old routine with your magic? Ready for a little something new? Come on out and have an old fashioned snowball fight with a magical twist. Be sure to practice your new powers and have fun! 😉 -Merlin Those who come outside to find the rainbow snow already being packed into neat balls by Camelot's citizens; go ahead and grab a basket full but remember, don’t just toss them. Let’s get magic with it! Different types of magic will have different effects on the enchanted snow: Use kinetic magic to toss three at once. Nevermind if they suddenly balloon inside and burst into a snow shower over your opponent, throw a couple more; some are bound to hit, right? Throw a little animal magic in there and morph a few into a bear or some other animal of your intent; sorry about his random dance attack, at least your opponent will be laughing too hard to throw a snowball at you. Try hiding them in a shield or cast an illusion with some light magic; better apologize when that goes sideways and the snow hardens, bursting into rainbow crystals at your opponent's feet. Team up with someone who has cognitive magic; they can telegraph you the plan without your opponents being any the wiser... except the snow seems to be picking up on it and sending those thoughts right to your opponent! Perhaps use this as an opportunity to learn control! Maybe you want to try using a little wind magic if you’re of the elemental class; watch out for the rainbow snow squall your perfectly lobbed snowballs will become. Healing magic is one you might not see coming-- enchanting a snowball with healing magic can result in positive mood enhancements. Give your enemies a blast of zen to lower their guard and make them an easy target! A dark magic user might think to add a little hex to their snowball; give themselves an edge... too bad, without practice, that hex might be a little too heavy and burst over the maker before it even leaves their hand! Hope you know how to fix it. Alchemists are welcome to change the shape of those snowballs. Maybe try and craft them into something a little more stealthy or projectile. Too bad that snow seems to want to turn into a batch of butterflies and be free... magic sure is tricky! But hey, they sure are pretty. In the end, it seems while adventurers will be able to get plenty of practice in, some of that practice is going to come from trying to stop the side effects of mixing their powers with the magic snow; welcome to your first lesson in control. If one is going to use magic in conjunction with already magically imbued things, they ought to know the right amount, seems Merlin wants you all to learn in a trial by snowball error. Those who practice their magic and participate in the snowball fight will be given hot chocolate, warm soup, fresh baked goods, or other treats to warm them up after their training is done. But don’t slack off! You’re like to find your hot chocolate spiced with pickle flavor, that warm treat suddenly turns to ice cream in your mouth. Avalonians want that practice to happen, and are willing to add some incentive... whether that means the carrot or the icicle. All throughout the City of Camelot is a buzz of excitement about the oncoming winter solstice on the 21st. Citizens will tell you of the winter solstice's importance in cleansing the flow of Avalon's magic each year and absorbing sunlight to increase its potency. In other words, the winter solstice generates a significant amount of magic if the proper ritual is followed, so the visitors from other worlds really should head on over to Albion's White Cliffs. A ⦿ The Darkness in the White Cliffs The first task that you'll experience during the ritual is asking the Cliff Beast's permission to enter the cliffs. Though they look wholly solid on the outside, these cliffs contain a veritable labyrinth of magical caves that weave in and out of the chalky cliffs. As there is danger within these walls, it is recommended no one go alone. The Cliff Beast will only open a door to the caves for parties of two or more who present him with a gift. The gift doesn't need to be something significant, just a show of courtesy-- a lovely rock or a seashell will do, placed at the base of the cliff. The only gifts he will outright reject are precious gems and metals. Honestly, they make him a little nauseous-- and you don't want to see a cliff beast nauseous. In fact, if you try it, the Cliff Beast will suddenly burst into a rockslide right near where the gem was left. Watch out! Once you gain entrance, you will find there is no light within the caves and the door seems to close behind you. Non-magical lights won't illuminate anything within these caves, so you will need to either navigate through the darkness or find a magical means to light your path. Be wary-- traveling in the dark will be a much safer journey if you can find your way through the caves and keep track of your companions. The reason there is no light are the bat-like creatures that eat energy like fire and electricity. With the magical light attracting them and nothing to consume, they'll be very aggressive and swarm anything emitting heat.. like an unsuspecting traveler. Make too much noise, and the Cliff Beast will spit you out back onto the sand and you'll have to start over. B ⦿ "For a greedy man, even his tomb is too small." Those who persist within the caves will eventually come upon a room whose ceiling glistens with bioluminiscent microbes that are too small for the bats to eat. These little glowing creatures create reflections in the room that show just what it contains-- glimmerings of precious gems, gold, and other treasure cover the walls and floor, save for a large flat stone altar in the center. There are many hand-crafted clay cups filled with what appears to be water. The side of the alter has a very simple message: "TAKE ONE CUP TO THE SPRING, LEAVE THE REST. SPILL NO DROP." Sure enough, this matches with the instructions you were given about the ritual: Take a cup of waters harvested by the Asrai, a fairy that lives within the walls of the cliffs that cultivates it every year to bring to the Red Springs for the Winter Solstice. There is no clear warning about what will happen if you take anything besides your one cup. However, characters who disobey this instruction and take any of the riches within the cave will initially experience severe symptoms such as magical blockage, an endless common cold, and food turning to ash in their mouth. They will experience dreams in which they are urged to return the treasure and a day later, advanced symptoms if it goes on for too long have been known to result in vomiting frogs and snakes, insomnia, speaking in tongues despite the translation spell, bleeding from the ears, and eventually death. C ⦿ Drink Up Those who listen and take the Asrai's cups to the Red Springs will notice while carrying the cups, all creatures and threats will leave you in peace. Neither rain nor snow will touch you, parting from your path in both the sky and on the ground. The effects will only last as long as you don't spill a single drop. The ritual can still be completed, but the protections only work if you don't spill-- otherwise you'll be fighting off weather, creatures, other people, and whatever else you encounter as the effects of a spilled cup will cause those around you to try to steal your cup without thought for your safety, even if they might not even think to do normally. Upon arriving at the Red Springs, a party of people there to guide those who have made the ritual's journey to a particular pool within the vicinity of the springs. Characters will be directed to take a sip, then pour the rest into the Spring alongside your peers, finally throwing the clay cup itself into the spring. Throughout the day, you will begin to feel strangely giddy, but it will pass. Nothing much will seem like it happens otherwise, but the guides assure you that you will understand on the night of the winter solstice when the ritual is complete and your body becomes a conduit to purify and rejuvenate Avalon's magic. For now, as thanks, the guides offer you one of the celebratory gifts they have to offer-- free drinks (this time of the age-appropriate alcoholic or sugary variety), a free night's stay at the Red Springs, a yule log, an escort, a Recipe: Snow Dance. (Effect: Snow Dance will cause small flurries to pick up where the spell is cast, resulting in decreased visibility. Only works if snow is already present, as it cannot generate elements.) The choice is yours. Pick one. MOD NOTES: • All test drive prompts are open to anyone in the game at any time to create your own logs with, but this post should have top-levels by potential new characters only. Current characters may reply to any threads, but should not top-level comment on this post. • If your application is accepted, you may accept TDM threads as game canon as long as both players consent. Characters may begin threading as soon as their journal is accepted to the communities. • If nothing here tickles your fancy, try one of this month's Quests for your TDM prompt. • The first "Arrival" prompts are present on every TDM, but may contain seasonal tweaks for flavor. All other prompts will change monthly. • Questions about this TDM's content? Comment here! If you have a question about the game at-large, please head over to the FAQ. *This Everwarm does not count toward your potion collection for those who wish to take up potion brewing. You must obtain Everwarm from the Elphame Trader's to count. **Jackets come in a variety of neutral colors, enchanted with a fit-adjustment spell that will adjust to your character's size.

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Claire Redfield | Resident Evil

[cameprepared]

Soaking in Your Arrival

When Claire had said that she had needed a shower, she wasn't kidding, but she hardly imagined that she'd go from the comfort of a train seat to being plunged into a frigid, icy bay. She flailed to the surface, but when she clawed her way to the surface her body seemed to seize up, the bone-chilling cold and sheer exhaustion she was feeling before her arrival making it hard to move. The strangeness continued when she caught sight of a woman with a glowing vial beneath the water. Without thinking, she took it, gulping down the potion greedily. It helped, she could feel it, but it didn't clear up the exhaustion.

Awkwardly, feet kicking and arms paddling desperately, joined by what seemed to be an enormous black dog Claire fought her way to the shoreline and flopped onto the chilly white sand. Breathing heavily, eyes wide and staring up at the sky, she tried to collect her thoughts and her breath. The dog wasn't far behind Claire, red eyes locked onto hers, panting and settling down beside her.

"Okay..." Claire said after several moments, pushing herself up as she realized she wasn't alone. "Where the hell are we?"

And, not expecting an answer, she shambles to her feet and starts towards anyone else that happens to be around.

"...Hey. You okay?"


The Red Spring

Claire didn't really understand what was going on at all, but the minute that she'd been told that there was a hot shower, a lot of her concerns got shelved. It'd felt like an epoch since she'd had one, and she immediately hopped in and spent a blissfully long time cleaning grime and blood and other unpleasantness from Raccoon City off herself. Emerging into the room after a time with a bathrobe held tight around her, she awkwardly smiled at whoever she'd gotten stuck with as a roommate.

"Hey. Sorry about that. I really, really needed that."

If the state of the clothes she has tucked under one arm is any indication, she's been through hell.

"I'm Claire. Guess...we're staying here together for a bit?"


Drink Up

Ordinarily not one for this kind of weird festival, Claire had adopted a when in Rome stance on most everything here. The trip through the caves had been freaking annoying, but she'd managed. Thankfully stumbling around in the dark came somewhat naturally to her after all her experience, and she had gotten through.

Grabbing up a cup, she carefully made her way towards the stairs up the cliffside.

"Ready?" she asked whoever was nearby. Or maybe just the big black dog that traipsed near her heels. It was up for debate.


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Arrival

[phoenixwiz]

During his volunteer time in the welcoming committee, Harry is getting pretty busy as he shuttles between delivering towels and cloaks to the newcomers, directing them to the stairs with no rails, and informing them of where they are and about why they are in Avalon.

Then he unfortunately trips and sprains his ankle during this time when he notices a woman asking him if he was alright.

“I’ll be okay, except I just sprain my ankle while carrying a couple of towels and cloaks for the newcomers,” he replies back, “You must be new to Avalon, right?”

[cameprepared]

"If here is Avalon, then yeah."

Not that she has any freaking clue what that is, or what it means. Right now she doesn't care. There's a young man telling her he's got a sprained ankle. And she's already reaching into a pouch for some bandages.

"Let me see your ankle. Can't promise a good patch, but I can at least wrap it till you can ice it.

[phoenixwiz]

Harry points to her his injured sprained left ankle, telling her, “It’s this one over here. Just be careful.”

Meanwhile, he just has to stay still though in order to get the bandage wrapped around his ankle properly, which he actually does. He can’t get up yet until the ankle has been bandaged up and as long as he doesn’t make the ankle’s injury far worse than it is now. The towels and cloaks can wait for a little bit.

[cameprepared]

"Don't worry about me."

Claire steps over, gently giving Harry a once over before she starts removing his shoe to get a look at it. Not a bad sprain, but it is definitely starting to swell a little so she's careful when she runs her fingers along it to check for a break.

"What's your name? I'm Claire."

[phoenixwiz]

“Harry, nice to meet you as well,” he gives her a faint smile, Rose then climbs up to her master’s lap and nuzzles up to his hand.

He is putting his trust on Claire right now, since he will have to wait until everyone returns to Camelot/the Red Spring. He wasn’t looking where he was going, but he is at least relieved that someone has come to his aid in spite of his little misstep.

“So, where do you come from?” he asks her, “I was in Scotland, doing some important business there, when I came to this place last month.”

Even with a month’s time, he is still cautious over telling about what happened back home: probably told the story to a few but it’s quite vague at most, because he never knows if Voldemort or any of his Death Eaters could show up.

[cameprepared]

"A pleasure, Harry."

She starts simply, getting the bandage in order, dipping it in the icy water to make a makeshift compress. Without actual ice, it's what she's got. Wiping at the injured ankle, making sure the skin's not broken, she looks up at him, a little confused.

"I'm from America. I was just outside Raccoon City, on a train bound for Cincinnati, I think."

It was hard to tell, and she didn't actually care so long as it was away from that shithole town. And it doesn't help that Raccoon City is nebulously placed in The Midwest without an actual state.

"But, okay. So I was in the States and you were in Scotland, and now we're in Avalon? Which feels like a British name. So, how's that work?"

[phoenixwiz]

“I have never been to America, though I have heard of it,” Harry nods, “Raccoon City? Never heard of it. But you did say being on a train from there to Cincinnati, right?”

“Honestly, I have no clue on how me and the first batch got here, but what I do know is that people find themselves swimming in a lake the moment they open up their eyes and they have to either swim for their lives or get some assistance from the Lady of the Lake, maybe from other creatures even. Apparently, this place is needing our help,” he tries to explain to her as thorough as he could.

[cameprepared]

"Yeah, I think? It was from one Umbrella Corporation office, to presumably another."

She just assumes he's heard of them. They are one of the world's biggest companies, after all. The rest of it though, that's a lot to take in.

"And, okay, Lady of the Lake? Like, King Arthur and Excalibur and all that stuff?"

Drink Up

[punchpass]

It was easy to not notice Kuroko, his low presence masking him for most people. He'd heard there were new arrivals, getting roped up into the quest for the Cliff Beast along the way. He too, was holding a small cup carefully in his hands.

While he was easy to miss, the large flaming hellhound that was looking curiously at the other black dog was not. "Are you headed up too?" He asked.

[cameprepared]

Claire and her own familiar, a creature she'd come to understand was called a Barghest, turned to face the speaker. Her familiar sniffs the air and trots a little closer to the hellhound, it's own eyes kindling from smoldering to the warm cherry-red of hot coals, giving it a curious snuffle from a few feet away.

"Yeah. Figured when in Rome and all that. You wanna walk up together?"

[punchpass]

Kuroko's own hound had several eyes and wreathed in blue flames at time, but otherwise he sniffed his own snout closer to the dog. Perhaps they were of the same species, but Kuroko would have to ask Amon later.

"It's probably for the best. The instructions were very clear not to spill any." And he's read enough books to know those aren't the sorts of things you shrug off. "Our familiars appear to be quite similar."

[cameprepared]

"Yeah...I was just gonna say."

Claire looks down at the pair of hounds. Weird. But hers doesn't seem too bothered by the similarities.

"Mine's called a Barghest, they tell me. Some sort of hellhound. But we haven't settled on a name yet. What about yours?"

[punchpass]

Amon on the other hand, seemed interested enough in the other hound, sniffing at it like a dog would investigate another. "He told me his name is Amon, and he is just a hellhound. He does seem to be on fire and skeletal at times, so it fits."

His fur was smokey and bones could occasionally be seen through it and the flames, but other than the multiple burning eyes on his head, he was just a very large, black wolf. "I suppose this means we can get along easier."

He....really wanted to pet the other familiar.

[cameprepared]

"Mine's...well...he's not terrifically talkative."

Her familiar sniffs right back, mouth finally lolling open in a dog grin. He was more normal looking, except for the burning red eyes.

"But maybe? I'm Claire. What was your name?"

[punchpass]

"Kuroko Tetsuya." He did as much of a polite bow as he could holding his little cup before looking up the path. Petting the dogs could wait until later. "I'll go first, to see if there's anywhere that's too slippery."

[cameprepared]

"A pleasure then."

She nods back, and steps forward, sliding around him and starting up. She'd rather not let someone else go before her, especially not a guy that looks a bit younger than her.

"It'll be okay. I'm used to icy conditions."

Red Spring

[liveandforgive]

Cloud certainly got the better end of the bargain by comparison to his impromptu roomie for the night. It was a temporary stayover, and he's already soaked in the springs earlier. Nice as those were, he still planned on taking a shower to rinse off. But when he gets back to his appointed room, seems like somebody's already in the bathroom. Shrugging to himself, Cloud's not really bothered by it. Whoever he's staying with, they oughta be out sooner or later.

Right?

Well...it's not that he's impatient, but they've been in there for quite a while. When Claire finally emerges with her old clothes tucked under her arm, she'll find the spiky-haired blond in a bathrobe of his own, flopped back on his bed with his arms behind his head. Probably a good thing she came out; his thoughts were beginning to wander again... Rolling forward to sit upright, he eyes her grungy old clothes when she talks of how badly she needed that shower.

"Seen better days?"

An understatement. He's been through his own fair share, but at least recently he couldn't compare.

"Guess so. I'm Cloud."

[cameprepared]

Claire's eyes focus on the guy, a half smile tugging at her lips. Cute, nice hair, if a touch ridiculous. Definitely got a lot of gel in it or something. She's not sure.

"I'm Claire," she offers, meandering over to toss her clothes into what appears to be a laundry basket and set that into a laundry chute. She had absolutely checked at the desk about getting them cleaned before she left. No way was she going to put those on.

"And you could say that. Last night was not exactly a ton of fun."

Turning back to the bed she makes her way to a nightstand and begins checking over a small handgun that'd been resting in a holster there.

"Wandering around a zombie infested sewer is pretty much the grossest thing ever."

[liveandforgive]

How Cloud keeps his hair styled? He'll never tell. He's in trouble if he can't find hair product here. ksafdjh

"Good to meetcha," he answers idly while she goes to check on the small handgun on her nightstand. He'd been pulled in some passage between worlds before awaking in Avalon. But it becomes very clear, very fast, that Claire's seen her fair share of hell. Monsters are bad news whether you have some form of powers or not. But assuming all she's got is a gun and her survival instincts to go off of?

"In that case, no hard feelings if there's no hot water left."

Sitting over the edge of his bed, he leans forward a bit in his lap as he spares a glance to the corner of their room. Leaning there, meanwhile, is something that definitely wouldn't fit on a nightstand. His Fusion Sword, large and unwieldy even by his hands now.

"Unless there's a catch, this is probably leaps better, right?"

[cameprepared]

Claire remains quiet for a moment, her fingers working the slide, checking each and every mechanism in the weapon before she reholsters the gun and ducks down to pull out a very different weapon out.

"There should be," she chuckles, looking back up at him. "And yeah. Freezing seawater aside, this beats the hell outta Raccoon City. Not that I expect that there'll be a Raccoon City left soon."

This gun she starts to clean with the same care, taking a cloth to it to wipe away grime. Her eyes flit up towards the enormous sword...and widen a little. Recalling her run-in with that one actor kid, she does think to ask.

"...'s that a real sword? Or a prop? It's huge."

[liveandforgive]

Okay. She definitely fought through hell prepared. Or...got prepared, anyway. Judging by its shape and the density of the barrel, that's some sort of grenade launcher. Even across worlds, weaponry remains relative to Cloud; it doesn't hurt that he used to be in the military, seen, used and fought against his fair share of guns as well. It's unspoken, but even if he knows nothing about this lady, he's glad she's not stuck there. ...even if the multiverse was on the brink of collapsing outside this realm.

"Hm?" He blinks, his gaze drifting back to the tall blade when she asks. Guess he found the outlier when it came to weapons between them.

"It's real," said so plainly. Like he's used to carrying it like it was nothing. In most circumstances, he is. "... not that it'll do me any good here yet."

A frown mars his lips as he stares down at his right hand, giving it a couple flexes.

"Second I got here, I had to practically drag it around."

[cameprepared]

"And...why is that?"

Claire sets aside the grenade launcher, her heavy riot weapon looted from a broken police locker, and frowns at the giant sword.

"Something happen when you landed? You don't look injured."

Powers, supernatural or otherwise, are a completely foreign concept to Claire's worldview. Other than Birkin and Mr. X, she's not dealt with super strength at all.

[liveandforgive]

"No." Cloud shakes his head. At least he's less broken up over that. He can deal and adapt. There's so much he has to do still... "Nothing like that."

That's when he decides to get up from his bed, slowly making his way over towards the corner where the Fusion Sword rests.

"Not sure if there's people like me where you're from." His hand flexes around the handle of his blade. "I used to be part of an elite military group called SOLDIER. I'm what you'd call enhanced."

With some effort and a furrow of his brow, the muscles in his arm tense as he lifts the blade up with some considerate effort. No, he's not about to start swinging the thing around. At least the roof is tall enough as he pulls it up as he turns to face Claire, resting the blade along his shoulder.

[cameprepared]

Claire's brow furrows at the mention of the word 'Enhanced' because she can only think of one or two examples of such a thing. Superheroes from comic books are an obvious thought but her mind, frazzled as it is, skims over to the G-Virus Infected. William Birkin, specifically, but also that strange trench coated creature that'd hunted her.

"Enhanced how...?" she asks warily, eyeing him up and down. Nothing hostile, but more concerned than anything.

"The handful of enhancements I've seen at home typically have some pretty gnarly side effects."