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.
► 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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Well, usually I don't head off conversations with dick talk.

[Like, ever.

Taako then tells Nate the biggest fucking lie since he conned him into a fireman's carry halfway across the city, which leaves Nate double-taking at the middle distance in front of him. As much as the elf vehemently denies giving a shit, he does. He really does, so much so that the sincerity of his upset is apparent.

Nate's tone softens, and he tries to be gentle.]

And I didn't wanna hurt your feelings.

[Hey quick question who said literally anyone was allowed to read him like this. This is illegal? This is against the actual law. And the fact he said it and didn't even have the decency to keep it in his brain is the worst of all. So much so he actually finds himself taken aback, and Nate can feel his grip falter.]

Wh-- I don't need every dude in the world to be attracted to me! Jeez! I'm not like, fifty and a fucking child. What do you think I was like, head over heels in love with you or something? As if! Come on, I'm not like a total creep, you tell me to bug off I fuckin' will. Whatever. I don't need you to like, coddle me or some shit.

[Mmmmmfngdhshehhfdh why is he getting so worked up about this? Does he want Nate to like him? Maybe not as like, a boyfriend or whatever, that's way off the table. But as a person?

... Alright, that's not an answer he wants to know right now. Especially when there's still alcohol coarsing through him. This is the worst.]

This was literally just supposed to be about your abs and you had to go and do this. Ugh.

[Normally Nate wouldn't venture into this kind of territory, particularly not with Taako, but the alcohol is persuasive and he can't find it in himself to dance around this kind of shit. So he waits, through what can only be considered a mild tantrum that reeks of denial, while Taako squirms in the hot seat.

Finally - finally - he stops, affording his very muscular pillow the opportunity to speak up.]

You done yet?

[He doesn't wait for an interruption.]

...I know it's not easy. Believe me, I- I really fucking know. [He exhales quietly, thumbing his glass. Nate leaves it up to Taako to determine what it is.] But we're still cool, right?

[Oh my god why is he doing this. This is so-- no, he knows why this is so weird. This feels like Magnus. This feels like cycle five or six, when Taako decided he was gonna have a little fun with the man with a bicep the side of his head and Magnus wasn't in on it, but just kept wanting to make sure he was okay. It made his stomach turn. It was-- feelsy. Kind. And relating Nate to someone he really gives a shit about makes things way way way too complicated.

Finally, Taako huffs, and lets him go.]

Look, I know you're-- compassionate or whatever, but it's fine. I have a boyfriend, dude. Seriously.

[That's not gonna stop him from grabbing Nate's liquor, tilting his head back, and taking a four second chug. Fuck any hesitancy or choking from earlier, he just fucking takes it, and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.]

I mean, you're missing out, but I'm not gonna be pissed at you or whatever. What're you worried about, that I'm gonna turn you into a toad or something?

[This isn't his forte and he doesn't have his druthers to push further, particularly when there's a snowball's chance in Hell it'll actually work, that Taako would participate. Nate tries not to make a habit of requesting more from others than he would be willing to give in return. He tries not to ask for things people aren't ready to share. Or talk about. Ever.

He's empathetic to it, he knows. He knows.

So Nate lets Taako snatch the wicker-wrapped bottle and pound a good quarter of it, a carefully neutral expression on his face, and takes a sip of his own drink.]

Nah. [The smile he gives is rueful, but it doesn't reach his eyes.] I'll save it for another day.

[He rolls his eyes, but doesn't protest.]

Just make sure you keep having shit to say to me and I guess I can work with your sentimentality.

[Aka, keep hanging around, don't like. Leave or anything. Shut up. He's not teetering on his heels anymore, but that doesn't mean he isn't still a little wobbly, and he leans back on Nate's shoulder.]

I'd say you owe me a dance for all that fuckin' emotional shit you just put me through unasked for, Natey boy.

[Is there??? Dancing here???? There's about to be, fuck it.]

Event Log: A Hope for the Future

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