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Event Log: A Hope for the Future

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the A Hope for the Future event
Where: All over the city!
When: April 15th-April 19th
Warnings: Stealth Rock

It's finally time to reap the rewards you've earned from all that hard work collecting and returning the Hope orbs! Be careful walking the streets during the small earthquakes, but feel free to admire the scenery as your beautiful city reassembles its way back into its former glory.

There are new houses where the destroyed buildings once were, and they're perfect for a single person or pair of lovebirds. In addition, you'll find that the electricity to these new houses, and all other homes and shops in the city is restored. The food is better, the monsters are gone- hey, this city might be livable again!

To cap it all off, we've got a feast waiting for you on the 19th! Come one, come all, and enjoy all of your favorite foods, drinks, and party games. It's been awhile since we've all gotten together to celebrate something good, so get your party on and toss all your troubles away!

► This log covers April 14th-April 19th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
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► If you get hit by levitating rubble or eat a food that wasn't meant for you, please let us know here.

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You might ask. [ beat ] I would be interested to know.

[ She has a vested interest, after all. ]

Can you tell me more of them? Are you at all related to dragons, if you're said to be born of them?

As do scores of other worlds, I think.

[ Based on what she knows of them, what she's heard... ]

I am the Breaker of Chains. I will see no slaves kept while I have any power to stop it, whether that be in the Free Cities of my world or Hadriel in this one.

[ The strength of her conviction makes it sound like she has more power than she does, at least in Hadriel. What she lacks in power, though, she makes up for with fierce determination and an unyielding will. ]

[ Oh, Margaery Tyrell. Dany likes you. ]

I would drink to that, had I anything to celebrate with.

[ Dany merely shakes her head, looking thoroughly unabashed about it. ]

Messages are carried on foot, or else, by ravens. [ The phones are maddening, but useful. She does wonder, of course, how very different their world would be with those devices in existence. ] I assume this would be very simple to someone who comes from a place where the phones are more commonplace.

[that's good, because Margaery likes Dany, too!]

Then, you know what that means. We'll have to find some wine!

Well, we can't. Our world kinda isn't there anymore.

[Look, Atem, it's a long story. Just trust her on this one.]

But that doesn't matter. Home isn't a place, y'know? It's wherever Taako an' Barry are. They're home to me.

「It hits him like a ton of bricks. Sure, he's been the one telling everyone who wants to hear that home is where the heart is, but, when presented with the real reason why, it makes him look a little stumped. Deep in his heart he knew that he still had a home somewhere, that his afterlife was waiting for him, regardless of who was there... How mistaken has he been all this time...

Home isn't a place...

In truth, his home didn't exist either, it had been gone for a long time now, but all his life he had been told about the Field of Reeds, a place... So, home could be here too?

He takes an unaware hand to his chest, wondering if the people here would truly mean so much for him. There is Kaiba, and Lup and Ravine, Law too, and... so many others but, were they truly enough for him to feel at home? He's not sure. It hurts a little to realize he doesn't feel at home. Sooner than later, it hits him why. His other heart would never be with him again, there is the possibility he'll never feel at home anywhere.

It takes him a second to realize he's been silent all this time, he takes a gulp of beer large enough to ease the lump iin his throat.」

I'm glad they are here then.

Hey, is it flattering if she believes it? She feels the same, though-- there's a lot of people who have gone. At least Rey is still here.

"Well, I-I-I don't know about the whole city, but uhm, I've tried to help people. I hope some of that has uhm, stuck, and... yeah." She smiles at Rey, face still red. "So it, uh... let's k-keep helping people!"

( that mental image might not be far off. since as charles mentions the potential for curry to feel jealous... akira opens his blazer, placing the bowl inside... and concealing it. )

What it doesn't know can't hurt it.

( all while remaining completely straight-faced. )

But still, I have to try. ( he can't back down from a challenge like that. methods and beans he knows a little about at least, but it's that nostalgia that's so briefly confirmed that has akira more interested. )

Have you been brand loyal all your life? Or maybe it's just... the most readily available? ( something like a sunbucks, maybe? give him a feel for your world coffee situation here, polite bro. )

[ Now it's going to get fuzz in it. ]

Ah, of course. I'll talk a bit more quietly, then.

[ Party just...stares. Stares this squinty stare of suspiciousness, which, to be quite honest, is te one he dons most of the time.]

Ain't never ate a lot. [ Said in a tone meaning he clearly does not entirely believe Tucker is being truthful. ]

[ Party stares. He does a lot of staring all of the time, so this isn't particularly out of the ordinary.]

If yer human, I guess. [ Still feels weird to consider that. He hasn't seen everyone in town and he doubts he'll ever be able to keep tabs on all of the citizens, but...non-humans are a thing, now, apparently.]

[It might well be the greatest mistake this past month, at least. Nate freezes the instant he feels slender arms worming their way past his sides, crawling up his chest and getting comfortable over his pecs. He thinks, mistakenly, that it won't get worse than that.]

Uh.

[He is wrong.

The grin practically pressed into his cheek is wide - he can tell that much, at least - and the action going on against his back is as close to grinding without looking like grinding that Taako can probably manage. Nate slams the rest of his drink, taking a deep breath.]

...y'know, I'm pretty sure that wasn't an invitation to dry-hump me.

[The hunt for booze is a perfect excuse for Barry to cool himself off. He almost messed up, almost went too far - although did he? Had he imagined Lup leaning in, anticipating a kiss? Inviting it? Had he imagined that little noise she made as he leaned in?

A million questions in the same vein race through his mind as he locates a lonely bottle of liquor, not even caring much about what's in it. All that matters is getting as shitfaced as possible as soon as possible. Forget all about how badly he almost fucked up - or, alternatively, how badly he just fucked up by not following through. He's kissed her so many times, is this time really any different? What kind of man chickens out kissing his own wife? Lup must think he's a complete wet blanket. He should've just done it, why didn't he do it, asfdfgfjk--]

I-I'm back!

[He tries for a casual smile as he approaches Lup at the table she's found, holding out the shot-glasses and the bottle of whatever he'd found.] I come bearin' gifts for th'lady.

[It's tequila. He's inadvertently brought tequila to their date. No way this can backfire, right?]

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[He's so confused. What is this guy's deal? What did Barry do to piss him off? What does he mean, dishing it out? Barry hasn't dished anything out...

... Wait. Oh. Oh.

He's talking about Lup, isn't he?]

I... [What can he even say to defend himself here? Barry had done something completely reprehensible, there's no denying that. He hadn't been in the soundest of minds, but... that's not really an excuse. His chipper attitude disappears almost instantly as the gravity of the situation hits him like a punch to the gut, his heart dropping.]

Listen, buddy, i-it's not what y'think. [Hands up, palms out. A submissive gesture. One of surrender.] It didn't happen like that, I-- I'd never wanna hurt Lup. I-I did, b-but I'd never would'a laid a finger on her if I could'a helped it.

[Is he getting gay drunk? Barry wouldn't put it in those exact terms, but knowing Taako, he can tell what he means.

Yeah. Yeah, he's getting gay drunk.]

Y-Yeah, that uh, that was a dumb thing. [Also not the exact terms Barry would use, but not wholly inaccurate.

The question gets a little pause as he thinks it over, considering it over another mouthful of scotch. Is he good with it? Are they good? It feels like they are... And honestly, after eating and drinking and dancing and making out all night, it feels like they should be good. Barry certainly feels good enough for the both of them.]

Yeah. Yeah, y'know what, [he grins, huge and dopey,] I'm good with it. I'm-- We're-- W-We're real good with it. Fuck, bud, that feels good t'say out loud.

Good! That's good. She's nothin'. [Whoever she is. Barry hasn't had the misfortune of meeting her yet.

Doesn't matter. What matters is what's about to happen - Barry offering his arm to Laura with a little bow, grinning at her as he asks her to dance.]

M'lady. [He chuckles. God, that sounds silly.] Off to th'dance floor we go.

Absolutely nothing. [she agrees. surely not everyone will fall victim to the demon's wiles, right?

she smiles at the bow and takes his arm once it's offered. he's so sweet]

My lord. [she makes it sound normal] Lead on! [she laughs happily]

Then I guess that just proves my point, doesn't it?

[He shrugs, trying to act like he doesn't care all that much.]

Just one of those things, you know?

[She's already bouncing a little with excitement.]

Well, it's made from magic, instead of standard matter, so it disappears as soon as you eat it and instantly converts to energy! Some monsters don't have solid digestion systems for human food so all our food is magic so it can instantly b-be absorbed into the body.

[It's rad and she looks very hype to be explaining that.]

[By the time that Barry returns, Lup's shaken off any residual fluster from her nerves, the elf waiting for her husband with an easy, too casual grin, though no amount of feigned chillness could hide the genuine delight in her eyes when he's back at her side. It feels like he's slotting right into place, right where he was always meant to belong. They've already spent far too long apart, Lup's so ready for all of this to be over.

For everything to go back to normal between them. Hopefully this night will give them some of that closure, help them take the right steps they need to together.]

You're back! And with booze!

[Just as promised.]

I was startin' to think you made a run for it. [Lup slips close enough to bump his hip with hers, an affectionate gesture, as she reaches for the bottle.] Tryin' to get out while you still had the chance. But you came back, so that means you're all mine for the evening. Barry J. Bluejeans, you an' I are gonna dance our asses off an' get totally trashed on -

[The elf's eyes finally leave Barry's face to slide down to the bottle.] Tequila, huh? [How bold of him. Lup likes it. ] Guess I'm not the only one eager to ditch these clowns for some alone time, huh?

[But Lup's already filling their shot glasses. There's no going back now.]

[Lup can't quite understand the full range of what Atem's been through, the emotional ride he's just been on, but she senses a shift there within him, like there's a new note of melancholy that wasn't there moments before.

She drags the boy closer and presses a too enthusiastic kiss to his temple.]

Hey, we should dance.

[Maybe not the best idea when they are both so trashed and all of Lup's elven gracefulness have been left behind at the bottom of a bottle, but she wants the excuse to wrap him up, to drag him from any troubles lingering in his mind.]

[ He keeps on staring like he's trying to read Tucker. Something about that whole thing and the way he's talking feels entirely too fishy. He scrunches up his nose, but then decides that this isn't worth it and why would he care anyway?

He looks at the deer again. It reminds him of zombie movies. But he's only seen the old ones with shitty makeup and props.]

S' gonna rot.

Hummmm. [ She waves a hand in a "more or less" manner] Depends on who you ask.

There's--there's clans that think they have different connections with dragons and dragon gods and stuff, there's some that--well, hate the big guys, there's people who think we're, huh, from different pl--planes. It's kinda hard to tell.

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nate @ god: why

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you're good forever!! six weeks late bco hiatus, sorry

it's no problem, I'm so happy to see you back! :D

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