hadriel_logs | Event Log: The Beach Episode

Who: Everyone!
What: The event log for the transition to our new planet!
Where: The city, which has now been fragmented onto four separate islands.
When: May 27th-June 10th
Warnings: Surf's up! If by 'surf', you mean separation from your friends, weird sea creatures, and cold rainfall.

The sun and the sand and a drink in your hand- well, it all sounded pretty nice when you voted for the island planet, but ultimately what you're getting is a bit less glamorous.

The transition takes place instantaneously, with very little noteworthy shakeup, though those of you who are particularly in-tune with the supernatural may feel a bit dizzied or nauseated by the sudden movement. And that's exactly what it is: for those of you who are outside, the change is fairly noticeable, as in the span of a single blink, what used to be miles of desert is now rocky ocean. The city is simply in one place one moment, and then somewhere entirely new a second later.

And that somewhere new is exciting! The islands have plenty of landscape to explore and weather conditions to adjust to, fish to catch, and- wait, how do you get to the other islands? What if your friends or your home or the bar is on these other islands? Enjoy having to figure out who is where and how you're going to get by with only a small fraction of the city to work off of- hopefully those boats will come sooner rather than later...

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Yes. She does.

[ugh, ugh, ugh. she would've known had she asked]

Fine. [she pours a 22 ounce glass of wheat beer]

Knock yourself out.

[Caedra wrinkles her nose a little at the smell - it's definitely not the sort of thing she prefers and she can tell why it's not as popular as the miscellaneous other offerings, though it probably has its fans. Or perhaps there's so much of it because it's easy to make.

In any case, she can work with it. Caedra chants a short phrase as she passes her hand over the glass, then again, altering the words slightly. The beer itself has not been truly transformed in any way, but the taste and smell now closely approximate a rich chocolate-oatmeal stout, of the sort that the people of northwestern Lionde preferred. She never really acquired much of a taste for it herself, but that doesn't matter. She slides it back toward Laura.]

Try that. [And just in case:] It's not poisoned and I'm not trying to kill you.

[Not right now anyway.]

[it's easy to make and a lot of her fellow Americans like beer.

Laura watches suspiciously. what's she up to? she takes the glass back in her hand and eyes it]

Seriously? You expect me to believe you?

[oh, well, thank you]

Child, if I wanted to poison you I wouldn't cast right in front of you. I'd be a little more careful than that.

[Or WOULD SHE. Mind games.]

My name is Laura. And, fine.

[she sips the drink. and it's not bad. not that she's going to say that]

Yes, it is. And you are a child.

[She's not here to be Laura's friend. She's here to enjoy herself and maybe show off a little. If reflavoring drinks is a service they can use, then maybe she'll be able to get something for it, too.

At least Laura doesn't seem to be openly cringing, and so Caedra chuckles a little.]

What do you think? Did I get it right?

I'm eighteen. [she thinks] That's not a child.

[that's good, because Laura's not looking to befriend the demon, either. she knows that demons don't have friends, they just have victims.

fine. fine. fine. she siiiiiighs]

It's not bad. Happy?

[She just shrugs at Laura's protest, smiling a little. She remembers that age well - that's one block of memories from her past life that seems to have stuck firmly. Caedra had thought herself very much an adult then, too.]

I'll take it, sure. Now - if you could buy such a service, to provide drinks that Rey can't easily make herself, what do you think you would be willing to pay?

[Judging by Caedra's relaxed posture as she grins over at Laura from her seat, this is probably not a serious business deal. She's just thinking aloud, and curious about the answer.]

[oh yeah? what were Caedra's teen years like? by the time Laura saw seventeen, she'd been a victim of horrors at the hands of a demon for years]

I'd pay nothing because there's always a catch with you.

[she trusts Caedra about as far as she can throw the island]

[It's a long, long story full of bloodshed and desperation.]

Well, that's no fun. Maybe Rey will appreciate my services more, if she's the one I really owe my thanks to. Now, get me something else to drink, would you? Wine, perhaps. I don't care for beer.

[she'd ask if she cared]

Not everyone here is here to entertain you. [she's sure as hell not] What kind of wine?

[And Caedra wouldn't share, so they're even!]

That's what you think. [She smiles.] Red. Something dry.

[hooray for them.

she rolls her eyes] Why am I not hugely surprised?

[Caedra draws a slow breath as she watches Laura with an expression somewhere between amusement and hunger. Which, to be fair, is how she feels about a lot of these people sometimes. She just doesn't always show it, but Laura already knows.]

I don't know. Should you be? Maybe as the bartender, you ought to just serve the drink and not get all huffy about it.

[she knows for damn sure. maybe it's time for a little public service announcement once the next group of new kids come in]

Trust me, this is not me being huffy. [she gets out the wine and a wineglass and pours a good dry red, puts a napkin down on the bartop, and places the wineglass on the napkin] Enjoy.

[That's enough tormenting the girl for her tastes. She'll go find someone else to sit with - preferably someone either more pleasant, or more easily lured into falling to her whims, whatever they might be. She slides out of her seat and takes the napkin and glass with a wink.]

I will.

[oh, was that meant to be tormenting? mostly Laura was bored]

Glad to hear it.

Event Log: The Beach Episode

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