hadriel_logs | Event Log: The Hope of a Child

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the The Hope of a Child event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 23rd-Feb 1st
Warnings: Youths

By now, the gods have probably done enough weird crap to you while you're asleep for you to be a little suspicious- but it's not like you can just not sleep, especially when there are a few supernatural forces making your eyes droopy and your body feel heavy.

And now, when you fall asleep, you'll wake up somewhere else and you'll likely have quite a different temperament- you'll be younger, maybe a little more naive and innocent, and you won't exactly remember all the wild stuff that's happened to your adult self. Maybe now you'll be a little more trusting and emotional, hm? The gods could definitely use a little boost in power, and what better way to do it than to harness the power of overemotional kiddos!

Or maybe you aren't affected at all and find yourself surrounded by youths. What are you going to do when your best friend doesn't know how to cook for themselves? Or your bitter rival is throwing a temper tantrum because they broke their favorite toy? Nobody asked for this kind of responsibility, but think about what would happen if nobody was around to take care of these babies...

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"It's not me I'm worried about," she admits. "It's... my parents. I think it's harder on them than me sometimes, maybe."

She's seen the way her mother cries sometimes when someone says she birthed a 'defective' child. She's seen the way her father's quiet anger rises up behind his eyes at her doing something else out of line. She knows she's different and it's hard on her too but she can't imagine what it must be like for them.

Okay, that's fair. Rey recalls her own mother, what had happened to her because she tried to protect a thing she created and called her child. She grimaces a moment, then glances back down to Rose.

"Well, guess I was different like you, too. Or, at least, I didn't 'work' like I was supposed to." She says that word with a bit of distaste. "So don't worry about it. Being different isn't so bad."

Considering that Rey isn't sure they would be friends (friends?) if Rose was the same as her kin.

No, it's very likely they wouldn't. It's very like no one would have known Rose the way she is now. Somtimes, however, she almost wishes they hadn't. Maybe then more of them would be alive. Maybe then she wouldn't wonder why it seems like everything she touches turns to ruin.

"I think so, too. It's hard sometimes but my people are really mean and... I don't wanna be."

It's strange, how she she feels so much safer saying it lightyears away from all she's ever known as home. It makes her feel almost a little guilty how easy it is to tell a kind stranger this than her own parents, than the rest of her pack.

For some reason, this isn't the Rose Rey would have expected. She isn't sure what to expect -- maybe something closer to the snarling, feral creature she first ran into. What few memories of a childhood she does have are many, and none are her own. She tries not to dwell on that for long, but this place has a way of ripping the past right open for many.

"You don't have to be." Rey gives the girl a somewhat sympathetic look, before placing a hand over her head, between those wolflike ears.

It's... cute? Damned if she doesn't have a soft spot for animals. (And maybe children, to an extent.)

"Well, as long as you're here, you can be whoever you want. So be nice or whatever to your heart's content."

She won't be that Rose for another century or so. For as much as demons and humans don't get along, they share some key similarities. While most human children aren't tearing this open with their teeth or living off the land, they are being taught by people older than them and brought up as best as they can be. Most of the time.

When the woman's hand goes to her head, her ears flatten back in response. Her tail starts to swish, kicking up dust behind her. She's still very much like a canine despite the human(oid) appearance and attitude. It's an interesting blend where animal ends and human(oid) begins.

"You really mean it? That'd be cool! I always wanted to just, like, I'unno. Talk to people. Like this!"

The fact that the little wolf girl doesn't seem to take offense to Rey's gesture is encouraging. She also can't help but wonder how much those canine instincts of hers go; she didn't know that Rose could be *this* much of a wolf. But now she does, and it's ~~fucking adorable~~ interesting.

"Really. I've found that people aren't always so bad, either. Most of them will even talk right back."

Like Rey, who's giving little Rosie a good hair ruffle.

Even for the Rose that Rey knows, her instincts run a lot deeper than she likes to let on. This girl though doesn't have the same desire to hide what she is. Not just yet. While she still feels a bit... displaced, it hasn't occured to her what she could do to mitigate that feeling.

"Yeah? I mean, you're talking to me so I guess that's true..."

She gives a little laugh and a quiet 'hey' in response to that hair ruffle. It isn't anything she actually seems to mind.

If the kid doesn't mind it, then Rey isn't going to apologize. She snorts at that glowing response.

"Glad to have made an impression." She pulls her hand back, smoothing out the little Rose's hair. "Hey. You eaten anything yet?"

Food is always one way to get on someone's good side. And Rey is pretty sure she doesn't have to worry about Rose's taste buds and diet this time.

She doesn't mind it, no. It's very unusual for a wolf to even allow themselves to be touched by a human(oid) but Rose isn't like most wolves. They've already established that.

"No," she says, a bit quicker than she intends to. "I was gonna' fish a little, maybe, since I saw all those pools..." This Rose also isn't afraid of water.

"How do you like steak?" Rey suggests. "The fish are fine, but there are other options as well."

Particularly options that Rey has caught on her own, rather than perused from one of the shops. You can never trust the canned meat here.

"I love steak!" Deer steak is some of the best, in her opinion, but just about any will do. Beef isn't a big thing in Japan yet so she hasn't had the chance to try it but she's heard that's pretty good too.

"Are you a good cook? I help my mom sometimes but I'm no good at it, really."

Gesturing that they move, Rey starts leading the way to her place. There won't be any deer steak, but she has an idea.

"Guess I'm all right." She shrugs. "Know enough about cooking not to starve."

What! No steak! This is going to be the worst. (It won't actually be the worst even if she might be a little disappointed.)

"That's more than me! Though I guess if I was really hungry I could just hunt something..."

(( ooc: heyo! i'm on hiatus until probably mid-april due to life stuff so i will still be painfully slow if you'd rather drop/handwave this and start something new when I get back lmk!!! ))

Rey grimaces at little Rose's comment.

"Er, yes, don't go hunting around here, okay? At least not on your own. Not all the things here are edible..."

And she doesn't want to imagine Rose trying to go up against one of the more vicious creatures out here.

[ooc: I'd be fine with ending this thread here, if that's good with you! We can assume that Rey made tiny!Rosie some delicious food and it was awesome.]

Event Log: The Hope of a Child

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