hadriel_logs | Event log: How Delightful

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: Delight's resurrection.
Where: Throughout the city, starting in the bar.
When: March 23rd-April 3rd
Warnings: Partying too hard, poor life choices, underage drinking, the worst hangovers of all time.

On the morning of March 23rd, bright and early, Delight is resurrected. Her temple is restored, and her bar appears in the city. What does that mean? Well, obviously it's time to celebrate. We hope everyone brought their party shoes! From March 23rd to March 27th, the party will be mostly contained in and around Delight's bar, with an invitation from the goddess herself. But it won't be long before she decides that's just not good enough - gotta bring the party to the people! From March 28th to April 3rd, the natural light is dimmed and replaced with flashing colored lights, fireworks, and even a few disco balls. Loud music blares through the city, making it hard to sleep, and a wide variety of trouble is available to be gotten into.

Wanna drink away the pain of being trapped in a hellcave? There's unlimited amounts of alcohol of all kinds, and Delight will be happy to supply anything that might be missing. More interested in karaoke-ing your heart out? Hit up one of the jukeboxes. Enjoy gleeful displays of your own mortality? Here's a skateboard and a ramp, have fun. There's just about anything you could desire, as long as what you desire is to party hard and make bad decisions. And hey, if you find yourself getting tired, grab one (or five) of Delight's special energy shots. They'll eliminate your need for sleep, food, water, cure an oncoming hangover and immediately relax any sore muscles you've got for 24 hours per shot! There's no down side! (Except for all the effects coming back to hit you at once when the shot wears off, but whatever.)

After about a week and a half of tequila shots, keg stands, roman candle battles, tagging the city with free spraypaint, inappropriate party games, and balloon hats made to look like rocket ships (wait... that's not a rocket ship), Delight realizes everyone's partied out and starts to wind things down. On April 3rd, she'll clean up the city, removing everything except for a few remaining fireworks and disco balls, stored in her temple. Her bar will still be around, if you can stand to even look at liquor after all the poor choices you made. Otherwise, lay in bed and try to recover from your hangover while the city goes back to normal.

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No doubt.

[That doesn't make it any easier. Maketh ducks into the fridge and comes out with some pastry-looking things that she found earlier. The sugar will help, she thinks, and sets the box down on the table.] I'm not sure what these are, exactly, but they don't have meat in them.

[It feels important to say that.]

I'm so not gonna be picky.

[So that it's meat-free is definitely the only reassurance he needs, and the sugar should definitely help. He takes one, resisting the urge to stuff it in his mouth whole; he's definitely really hungry, but coffee and pastries on an otherwise empty stomach while he has a huge headache should probably be done cautiously.

To distract himself enough to take his time, he glances toward Maketh.]

So um... Things been okay?

[Since they last spoke.]

[The question catches her off-guard. Maketh takes a moment to compose herself, hands curled around her mug. Focus on the warmth from the coffee, the feel of the mug against her skin. Do not let your mind spiral.

Better. She took a drink, just to be sure her hands wouldn't shake. They didn't.] Better.

[She hesitates.] It was settled. With Emily.

[He's quiet at that a moment, nodding; both parts of her response are good to hear.]

Okay. Okay, cool, that's good.

[He's quiet another few moments, trying to decide if he wants to say anything else, but...]

Em uh... Doesn't really have anyone looking out for her, so...

[So he's been trying to, and that combined with being oversensitive about friends hurting other friends had been the reason for his anger earlier. But if Maketh and Emily have worked things out then everything is okay; Emily doesn't forgive lightly, after all.]

I showed her how to land a blow. Properly. [Maketh doesn't say that she stood still and let Emily hit her in retaliation. She has a feeling Chris would not understand.] She's--strange. But strong, I think.

Oh, great, I'll be extra careful not to piss her off in the future then.

[It's a small joke, but also half-serious; he'd been pretty out of it most of the time the group had been in the lodge's basement back home, but he definitely remembers witnessing how hard Emily could slap someone without any training.]

But uh... Yeah. She's really tough.

[Which is surely how she survived the situation she ended up in at home.]

[Maketh smiles at that, just a little, and tugs one of the pastries free of the bag. A little sugar wouldn't hurt.] A wise course of action, I think. But--you are correct. I've never met anyone who spoke so freely.

[She hesitates.]

I am sorry. That you and the others have needed to be that strong.

[He gives a weak laugh at that first comment, because yeah.]

Yeah, she's uh... She doesn't hold back.

[Which can be a problem sometimes, especially if you're a sensitive person, but it can also make it a lot more straightforward to deal with her than some others. There's no hidden anger with Emily; if she's mad you know, and you know why. It's... Reassuring, in a way.

He's a little surprised by Maketh's next words, looking at her briefly and then away, focusing on the table. It's... A nice thing for her to say.]

...Thanks. I um... I-It sucked, but like, at least we're uh... We can handle it here a little better.

[If they'd shown up in this place without the crash course in awful life experiences back at home, adjusting would've been a lot more difficult. Of course, as terrible as this place can be what had happened in a few short hours on the mountain had been worse, so maybe they would've been better off after all even without the prior experience.

But he'd like to believe otherwise, because at least then there's something good that came out of it.]

[Part of Maketh - strangely - admires that about Emily. That reckless freedom she has with her words. As if the consequences that might come from them are insignificant when compared with the truth. And she has a feeling that Emily doesn't often lie.

How strange. Emily likely would have been shot for speaking her mind on Lothal. And yet, Maketh has to wonder if that would have stopped her.]

You survived.

[She says it gently, because this matters.]

It's all right. I'm told it gets easier.

[Knowing Emily, it probably wouldn't have.

He shrugs a little and tries to offer a weak smile at her reassurance.]

Yeah. That's uh... What I've heard.

[He's not all that optimistic. It's been almost five months since that night on the mountain and it still feels like yesterday, and with everything that has happened here he's pretty sure he's gotten worse, not better.

But he doesn't want to say that, because Maketh has more than enough of her own problems to deal with, and he hopes it's true for her. That it gets easier.]

It's just uh... It just takes some time, I guess.

[It's also what Maketh has been told. That you can get used to anything if you just try hard enough. Practice and repetition. Of course. Maketh looks down at her coffee, wondering if she just lied to Chris.

She drinks her coffee, in the meantime.] I wouldn't really know.

[She admits this quietly. It's important to tell the truth, even if it makes her look weak.]

In the moment, I think you can just...brush it off. But when you slow down, it comes back. I'm still working on--adapting to it. I'm told it's done.

[This time, she smiles a little. Means it.] I think you'll be all right, Chris. Truly.

[He definitely understands, and agrees with that second part; he can handle a crisis itself relatively calmly, and although he definitely feels fear in the moment it's nothing compared to the shock of it all afterward. Staying distracted has been absolutely vital in dealing with everything that's happened both here and at home, although on some level he knows running from the issue might not be the best strategy in the long term. For any of them.]

Thanks. I hope so.

[He's not the pessimistic type, but he's also realistic. It's difficult for anyone here to focus on getting better when horrible things just keep happening; it would be a struggle in a peaceful setting, but here...

But dwelling on that won't help, and he's exhausted. In fact he may or may not be beginning to nod off for a moment or two at a time and then jolting back awake.]

[It's something, Maketh thinks. Maybe enough. She nods just once.] I'll get you some water when you're done with the coffee. It'll help.

Event log: How Delightful

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