hadriel_logs | Event Log: Senses Fail

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Senses Fail event
Where: All over the city
When: May 14th-May 20th
Warnings: None

You wake up on the 14th, and something is different. Maybe it's something small - you can't smell anything, or your hearing on one side seems to be on the fritz. Or it could be something large and impossible to miss - you've gone completely blind, or you seem to be missing a leg. You've lost something, and no matter what you do, you can't seem to fix it.

Will you ever get it back? Probably, but it's impossible to be sure. And even if you're thoroughly convinced that this is temporary, that still means you have to figure out how to live like this for the next week. Even small things can be huge difficulties. Your sense of taste doesn't seem that important, until you accidentally eat something that'll make you sick. And sure, maybe you can figure out how to live without one hand, but what about when you wake up three days from now and you've also lost your magic?

Do your best to keep yourself calm, but remember: it can always get worse.

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「He cannot begin to explain to her how happy it's makes him that she can see him, hear him... One only needs to see him regaining some of his colors together with a weak smile, to call it in some way.」

... My hat is way more fabulous than yours, though.

「There is no real need to state the obvious, the being bodyless part, not the hat.」

You wish.

[A skeletal hand flops affectionately atop Atem's head, Lup's chin tipping curiously at the contact, half surprised it worked.]

Hadriel's back on it's bullshit, huh? We both better get our bodies back after this, cuz I'm gonna be pissed if I have to run errands for Hope all over again.

「Oh, she's not the only one that seems surprised at the contact, though he flinches a little and remains a little frozen.

Please don't mind him being the mushy mush he is all the time as he throws himself at her and just hugs her tight, bony ribs or not, he doesn't care. It's not like it hurts or anything anyway.」

[What's an even bigger surprise is how Atem throws himself into her arms.

Lup gasps against him, taken back at first, before her bony arms are wrapping around the shorter boy, holding him close. It's... The feeling of being touched is so different in this form, but it still feels amazing.]

Hey, kid, I got you. Cha' girl's got you.

[A hand drifts up to rub against his back.] I won't let you go.

「It is definitely different, how to be able to feel something, someone when there is no skin or nerves to do so? Is this their imagination? He doesn't care. He knows how awkward this usually it is for both of them, but he doesn't let go for a moment, just a little longer. Maybe so he won't forget how it feels.

At last, he lets her go.」

Sorry.

「Yeah, yeah...」

It's just for a while anyway... right?

「It is a terrible reminder of the past, or an unknown future. It is a little harder in this shape to lie and put a charade, but he tries to smile at her anyway, it's bit of a sad one.」

[Atem finally pulls away, but Lup's touch lingers, skeletal palm slipping down to rest at his forearm. Never letting him be without at least some physical connection.

They both could use that grounding touch right about now.]

Hey, you're golden, hun. You and me? We're always good.

[Lup doesn't say things like that freely, without weight behind them. Hopefully Atem knows she means it.]

And of course, you've been here as long as I have. They mess with us for a month and then shit goes back to normal, same in and out. This time we'll be back in our hot bods, drinking hard at the speakeasy, gettin' trashed. I promise.

「He's seen how Lup is to others over the networks, not often in person, but she always keeps herself so flippant about anything, having her say these things means more than she may give herself credit for; she's literally holding his hand through this, when she'd be the kind to push him over the edge and tell anyone else 'deal with it''.」

Heh... You'd think we'd be used to this by now. 「Them, being like... this, being almost nothing, at least people can see Lup and interact with her. But, he gives deep breathe, not that he needs it at all, it's just the habit, he needs to put himself together.」

I'll hold you to that. 「Getting trashed doesn't sound bad.」 Meanwhile, give everyone a good scare, Lup.

[This is a kindness, a tenderness, that only a handful of folks are ever entitled to see. Atem's one of those privileged few.

Lup doesn't let him go, keeping close, reminding him that he exists, that he is seen, but she can't help but snort.] Yeah, for real. How does this shit never get easier? You'd think after twelve years stuck in this form a week-long jaunt wouldn't bog me down like this. But...

[But her heart feels heavy with worry, fear she doesn't want to admit. What if it isn't only for a week? What if this is it for her?

Worries like that, though, are for another time. Not now. Not when she's trying to play the comforter to Atem's own concerns.] Oh sweetie, I'm gonna have a ton of fun spooking all of the newbies around here. You should come with. We can make it a duo.

「He understands, how could he not? It's a reminder of what is truly going on for them; this is how things are for him, back home, destined to never be seen by his friends again. Not during their mortal life. He keeps telling himself that when he's out of Hadriel, things will be different, but the fact is that he's been here almost nine months, this is his life now, or, his death, he might as well start assuming it as such.

But this is not about him either, it's about both of them.」

It might be the first time I admit I am bad at something... But I doubt I'm any good at it at all-- 「He looks down at himself. 」 I'm too flashy for that.

[Lup can touch him, so she gives the boy an affectionate punch to the shoulder. Still glad she can touch you now, Atem? Doubtful.]

Check out the ego on you. Well, lucky for you, I've got a lot of experience in spookin' folks. C'mon, I'll take you under my wing. We'll have us some fun together.

[If nothing else, she's at least offering a distraction. A distraction from being alone and unseen, to spend some time with one of the few who can really see him.]

「Fun, huh? Sure... Why not?

Once upon a time he didn't even need to try to spook anyone, it came natural to him. But it's not a story he'd want to share, it was from a time in which he didn't remember who he was. Not that he needs to but he sighs silently, then gives the smallest of shrugs ready to go with her.」

Lead the way.

[Lup throws an arm around her young friend's shoulder and excitedly drags him away, moving right towards a building, where the two of them - being super awesome cool ghosts - can just walk right through, no problem.]

So the key to bein' a bomb-ass ghost, is you gotta get deep with it. You can't half-ass a scare. You've gotta be full ass....

[Let the games begin.]

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