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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[fortunately, he's used to his own method of teleporting, so there is absolutely no twitch in his demeanor at their movement. Not so much as a blink. He takes her explanation with a silent nod and watches, a bit disturbed by the bait but aware that it's only an illusion. So far, lots of new and different powers. Fascinating.

But he doesn't obey the directive. At least, not right away.]

There's no need to be concerned for my safety.

[even without his sword, he can manage more than a few surprises. But, if it's to keep the demonstration effective rather than protect him, he'll edge to the side to watch.]

Suit yourself.

[Note that she backs up as soon as she sees one of the Varren approach the lure. Caedra knows the exact radius of the explosion she intends to set off and given her recently-obtained vulnerability to all sorts of things she's fairly sure the fire could kill her just as easily as anyone else here. If Law wants to get himself vaporized then that's on him.

How dumb are these things anyway? She's not sure so she recasts the child's image, now just out of reach of the creature. And while it sits there stationary - animation is just too much work - she gestures again with her rapier and mutters a phrase quietly in her proper tongue, replicating a scent these creatures are likely familiar with, one she knows all too well even though most humans can't even detect it. Fear.

It drives the alien dog wild, as it snarls and growls, and out from the cave pour another six of the things as the first one dives toward the illusion and gets a mouthful of soil. Caedra laughs at its blunder and waves, and the whole pack rears their heads, drooling with anticipation. They charge forward. She waits a few seconds to make sure they've all emerged from the cave.

Before they can split up and try to flank her, she whips her rapier straight up into the air and traces symbols that light up with green flame in its wake. The Varren stop dead in their tracks, transfixed by the light, watching Caedra's every movement as if they had suddenly become a trained army waiting on a command, unaware they're only waiting on execution.]

Nice, got them all! Did you see how hard that one hit the ground? It probably broke a tooth.

[Her repositioning makes him decide it might be wiser to pick a new watching spot, yep. He can be taught! He's seen the Varrens before, they're something he's fought more than once because they are pretty easy to kill, compared to some of the monsters.

Faceplanting aside, he nods his approval.]

Not bad. What was that last bit, do you have them under some kind of hypnotic control?

Yeah. It'll break eventually though, I can't hold them like this forever. Not that I need to.

[She stands up on her tiptoes for a couple extra inches of height as she triple-checks the distance. Yes. Safe enough.

She abruptly whips up her left hand and fires a bolt of crackling, twisting blackness at the Varren closest to the center of the pack. Immobile as the creature is, it has no way to escape the blast, and its packmates barely react as it cries out in pain while raw power burns into its body.

Caedra grins and twists her hand, brushing the thorned ring on her fourth finger with her thumb and before that black bolt fully disperses it erupts as if a bomb had gone off. The fire explodes in a sphere of awful radiance, enveloping the whole pack and much of the ground around them. And as it burns itself out over a few seconds' time, the remaining sparks of flame shed light on piles of ashes where the Varren once stood. Above Caedra, the eerie green light fades, leaving everything dark once again.

Idly she wonders how far the gods' power extends outside the city. Those dog things might not have had souls, but Law should. If she kills him out here, will his essence escape her grasp?]

Well, that was fun!

[Now that he feels...magic people have a strange way of registering with his haki, he knows there's power but it doesn't feel the same as a Devil Fruit user or mere strong fighter. Something like that pulses against his inner sense like a blast of Conqueror's haki.

Just. Damn.]

...I see. That's. Extremely effective. A bit flashy, though.

[that's right he's judging your magic]

Of course it's flashy, it's a demonstration. I can't really show you the subtler stuff, can I?

[She's just going to take it as a compliment even if he didn't mean it that way. A lot of what she does - what so many of the tanar'ri do - is flashy because it's frightening. The succubi and incubi are their manipulators, they're the ones who can sit quietly in disguise and turn a town inside-out without looking like they ever lifted a finger. Caedra likes flashy better. It's exciting.]

Besides, I never said I'd show or tell you everything. It's just a taste. You have to give me something if you want to know more.

[point well taken. Law nods, and then allows himself a smirk.]

Fair enough. I'll save that for when I have a need to know. [right now all he can do is either shock her or take her heart and neither would end well] But if you'll allow me...Room.

[it's enormous, maybe not city-covering but it does at least encompass their previous destination. Law reaches to grasp Caedra's wrist the same as she had done to him, and then flicks his fingers in a gesture. Back at the feast. There you go.]

[She does allow him. She had saved herself enough reserve power in case he had tried anything, so there's no need to be overly paranoid. His method of teleportation isn't one she's accustomed to, but she's pleased nonetheless and flashes a smile at him after the shift in surroundings.]

How kind of you to save me the effort.

[and all it took was trading places with two objects at the feast. He couldn't see what he shifted for them, hoping it wasn't something good. It's actually a napkin and a half-full plate. Maybe nobody will miss it.]

I do like to pay my debts. It leaves me with the potential to call in favors later.

[no cute talk about fairness and helping, nope. It's all about forging alliances.]

Of course. A smart attitude to have.

[One she respects so long as it's helpful to her as well. Business as normal where she comes from. The alliances and favors all tend to be rather short-lived as things can change from moment to moment, but of course the sentiment is mutual, as she had already told Law anyway. He seems useful, and she doesn't mind helping him out from time to time if she can keep him doing the same for her.

Anyway, this party looks to be dying down, and she is sadly out of coffee, so she gives him a wave as she turns to leave.]

Good luck lurking in the corners, Law. Let me know when you're feeling more fun.

Mm. Later.

[it's a promise of some kind. Who knows what the future will bring?

He's just going to try to snag some rum to take home]

Event Log: A Hope for the Future

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