hadriel_logs | 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.
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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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It was probably a good call not to believe that smile, considering it was a blatant lie, but were lies better than truth sometimes? Seel gave Swift a sly smile, and snaked a foot over to his to play footsie under the table.

No, he wasn't feeling better, but he was getting to remember who he was and going through motions. Was that better or worse? Was it just another lie?

"I can make it up to you." yes there was a lot of coy slyness in that tone, and what Seel had in mind probably wasn't fit for human eyes.

"Can you?" Such bravado, Seel, like Swift didn't already know it was. Still, he gave Seel a mischievous grin right back and leaned over to kiss his cheek. He was still trying to be gentle, but now he didn't even know if that's what Seel wanted. Or needed.

"It'll have to be good to make up for it. Do you really think you can?"

"I'll sure try. I know all your spots."

Seel grinned at the kiss, continuing to play with the har's feet under the table like a harling. Yes, it was a play, but it made him feel mildly better. Honestly, Seel wasn't sure what he needed, gentle kindness or a kick in the pants. He squeezed Swift's hand.

"Are you saying I can't surprise you anymore?" He pouted a little, teasing and still trying to put on a brave face to make Seel more comfortable. They were both so excellent at pretending, he just wished they didn't need to do it with each other.

"Oh I think if you really work at it, you might just be able too."

Seel smiled mirthfully, relaxing even if it wasn't all the way. The pain was still there, he just....had to work through it somehow. He just wasn't sure how. He took a few more bites of his food like a good little har, and took a sip of his sheh. Was sheh always this good or was it just because he hadn't had it in a while?

Swift would have liked if Seel would have eaten a little more real food before he went for the alcohol, but at least he was trying. That was already better than the beginning of the evening. Swift even smiled at him when he noticed the effort, but he was smart enough not to mention it out loud.

"Maybe I'll have to take a day or two to come up with something that might shock you."

Seel took more sips of the sheh. It was glorious, delicious. They was taking as much as he could carry home. And then you were loading your pockets Swift. He nursed his glass for a little while, ignoring the food. Cal would have understood.

And then he stopped. Because what. The. Fuck. And with that, he put down his glass and took another bite to eat, trying to banish that horrible fucking thought that just came into his mind. Fuck you Cal. This was his brain. You didn't get it too.

"I think I'd enjoy that quite a lot."

"I'll be sure I spend some time plotting, then." He hated this dance, but if he pushed any harder Seel would not appreciate it. Besides, it had been Swift's idea to venture into public and he knew that Seel had a reputation to maintain.

"I'll take special care to make sure you do enjoy it."

Seel smirked, choosing to believe the carefully constructed facade he was creating, rather than what was really happening. It was easier, better, and nicer than the reality.

"You are always so excellent to me. I can't wait to see what you come up with."

He couldn't decide whether this was an improvement or not, or whether he was just making it worse letting Seel keep up appearances. On the one hand they were still in public, but on the other he wasn't certain Seel would drop the facade once they were alone again.

"I'll try not to take too long. I wouldn't want to keep you in suspense."

Seel took a few more bites to make Swift happy and taking another gulp of sheh before eyeing the exit. Then he gave his chesnari a confident smirk and tilted his head.

"Let's make it not very long at all. What do you say we head back and find out?"

It was a distinct possibility that Seel might not drop the charade. He was slipping back into it and it was so easy. The sad part was he honestly wasn't sure if he'd drop it or not. Self-aware indeed.

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Swift wanted to sigh, but Seel had fulfilled the agreement and at least tried to be in public for a few moments. Instead he bit it back and kept smiling, nodding once and grabbing a bottle.

"Did you want to stockpile some of this while we have it?"

Seel's full intention was to stockpile most of it. Smiling and nodding to Swift, Seel pivoted on his chair and released the hand he was holding, grabbing some more bottles of sheh and putting them in his pockets, before grabbing more and handing them to Swift. They should have brought bags.

"Maybe we should get a bag." The closest he had was his shirt, and he was sure that Swift would object if he took it off to use as a sheh carrying bag.

"You'll have to come back." That might deter him from making another trip, but it was the truth. They didn't have a bag with them and Swift hadn't even thought to bring one.

"But I suppose if you want, I can't stop you. It isn't as if we're going to get much more of this later."

That did deter Seel. He really wanted the sheh, but he wasn't sure if he went home he'd be coming back. And Swift was wearing a dress. He sighed and look stock of the bottles.

"How horrified will you be if I took my shirt off to use to carry more bottles?" Necessity. Invention. Sorry Swift.

"In lieu of my hostling I think I'm required to say I would be very horrified, but if you think you can manage to escape without being seen, I might be convinced to look the other way." So much for being polite at a party. At least Cobweb wasn't around to see it.

If Cobweb were around Seel wouldn't have even breathed a suggestion of it. The fit Swift's hostling would have thrown would have been even more legendary than he was. But Swift was right, it was not very polite. But he wasn't in a very polite mood at the moment. He looked around, not entirely sure he could get away with no one seeing. And scooped up what he could carry. Would it have killed you to wear a dress with pockets Swift?

Well, excuse him for not realizing they'd be stealing multiple bottles of alcohol. At least it looked like Seel was keeping his clothes on, although he really couldn't decide whether or not that was a good thing considering Seel's mood and what he was trying to accomplish.

Swift at least did grab what he could carry as well and headed toward the exit. Better to leave sooner than later now that both their arms were full of bottles.

Event Log: A Hope for the Future

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