Event Log: Home Sweet Home

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Home Sweet Home event
Where: All over the city
When: June 20th-July 2nd
Warnings: Nothing bad could ever happen now that you're home

It could happen at any moment- any action you do could be cut short by a sudden trancelike state, and so hopefully it happens when you're safe in your surroundings. And of course you're safe... after all, what could happen to you now that you're finally home?

Whether you don't remember Hadriel at all, or you just believe that this entire ordeal is over, you're home for good now, which is something worth celebrating. What happens in your home? Are you treated like royalty or just cast aside and forgotten? How are your friends doing? Your family? Everything is just as it should be and it's easy to get lost in it, even for an unlucky onlooker who may find themselves drawn into your trance and able to interact with you as you mill about your world and your reality.

Snapping out of it is the only way to end this trance, and you've got to eat and sleep at some point, but how can you go back now that you've been teased with what you desire (or maybe even fear) the most?

► This log covers June 20th-July 2nd.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
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► If you die of homesickness let us know here.

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[outofthefire]

[at that point, the server comes over and asks for their order]

Yes, we'll have a large with pepperoni, green peppers, and spicy sausage. And I'll have a lemonade to drink. How about you, Rey?

[sounds like Rey doesn't have much to go home to]

[circumitus]

[All of those sound like good deals. Rey nods in agreement to the order, as the server confirms before Laura asks what she wants.]

What she's having. [Rey jabs at finger in Laura's direction. It's the quickest thing she can think of on the fly, but luckily she doesn't mind a good lemonade every now and then.]

[Once the server finishes punching in their order on a computerized terminal, she tells them it'll be a ten minute wait, and hands them some glass cups. She tells them to have a seat and their pizza will be there soon.

[Some things about the world never change, do they?]

All right. Where would you like to sit? [There are some nice windows that overlook the street.]

[outofthefire]

[lemonade is delicious. besides, Laura figured she would've had her ID checked if she ordered alcohol and she doesn't even know if she has an ID in this reality. even if she did, it would probably give her age as seventeen.

after she's told to have a seat, Laura stands on her tiptoes to see over everyone else]

Ummm, there are some seats over there? [she points to the window seats] C'mon. [she starts to head over there]

[circumitus]

[Fortunately alcohol is not as well-regulated in Rey's world, not when efforts are being poured elsewhere. It might explain her lax approach towards the Speakeasy as well.

[Shortly after Laura spots them a table, Rey moves to follow. There's a lot going on outside the window to keep them distracted -- or to keep Rey distracted when she sits down and stares outside, almost feeling a little melancholy.

[All of this is gone now. She will never see this type of life on these streets again.]

...

[Rey is a terrible conversationalist.]

[outofthefire]

[there are many residents in Hadriel who are grateful for that attitude.

Laura looks out the window at the bustling crowd. it's futuristic enough to capture her attention, but ends up keeping her attention are the people. all of them walking like they've got somewhere important to go]

I wonder where they're all going.

[it's okay, Laura will make conversation]

[circumitus]

[How many of these people are even real, or just figments Rey imagined up because she can't bring herself to remember every face that died? She tries not to think about it, but it's hard not to recall the symptoms of the webcap that had broke out throughout the city, how the streets were wrecked with decay and debris in a matter of days. It was foolish to ever think of this place as home, but... it would have been nice, wouldn't it?]

Where most people in big cities go -- home, work, meeting friends or colleagues or family, or even acquaintances that they can't stand. You know how it goes.

[Probably.]

[outofthefire]

[it's not foolish to think of this place as home. everyone needs a home. even as awful and crazy as it proved to be in the end, Laura will still think of Twin Peaks as home. she doesn't know what would've become of her if she'd lived. she'd have finished school, sure, but she wasn't like Donna with her dreams of college]

Yeah, I guess so. Like home, only on a much larger scale. What would you be doing if we weren't here?

[circumitus]

[For someone who rarely spent more than a few years in one country, let alone one city, the idea of "home" is still a strange concept to Rey. She's gotten used to it a little more in Hadriel, but still dreads getting too comfortable more often than not.]

Depends on what you mean by "here".

[Because that's a whole other existential question.]

[outofthefire]

[because if you get too comfortable, that's when the rug can be pulled out from under you?

she shrugs] Surprise me with the "here."

[circumitus]

[Rey rubs her mouth awkwardly.]

Well, if I wasn't here, I'd be dead. [She pauses, then adds:] Was revived in this city after my last death.

[In a way, maybe Rey sees this place as her home in the sense that it's where she was, essentially, "reborn" as the person she is now. It was a significant event for her, albeit a very painful one.]

[outofthefire]

[Laura's eyes widen]

...oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know that you'd--died. But. They were able to bring you back? So that's good.

[she's tripping over her own tongue here. she knows she's not the only person who died in their world before coming to Hadriel, but this is the first time she's heard of someone dying in their world and being revived there]

[circumitus]

[Rey flashes a dismissive wave at Laura's apology.]

You didn't know. Had died a lot, actually. This isn't even my first body.

[For such a subject, she's way too nonchalant about dying.]

[outofthefire]

Oh. I knew you had different personalities, but didn't know about the bodies.

[she holds herself back from asking if it's weird, what it's like, how'd it happen, and why it happened. she gets the feeling that those questions wouldn't be appreciated]

[circumitus]

[For Laura, she would be one of the few who gets a pass on upsetting questions. If Rey didn't want to talk about it then she wouldn't have brought it up.]

Mn. They were all produced almost a hundred years ago. Have had this one for about... [She pauses to do the mental math.] Sixteen years now? Including the time spent here.

[Safronov being the most recent identity and last owner of this body. The rest are supposedly in the hands of that psycho synthetic bitch, IV.]

[outofthefire]

[she'd be glad to know that. she's on the verge of being ready to talk about her own past, but. . . not yet]

Sweet sixteen. [she holds her glass up for a toast] May it be a good one.

[that sounds very very very unpleasant]

[circumitus]

[Rey knows a thing or two about not pressing uncomfortable subjects on people. It's what sabotaged any friendship she had with Sans when Love was resurrected, when Rey threatened Rose's life over something so trivial to them but terrifying to her, and there is Rey -- more at ease with expressing her fears through anger than full on terror.

[Hopefully that'll never happen again.

[She snorts at Laura's toast.]

You know, it's always confusing about age. Do you count the day you were technically made, or "born"? Then how do you factor in the time and experiences of eight different people that's been injected into your brain?

[She shakes her head as their pizza comes delivered to their table by a young woman with a mechanical arm and a console on here forearm.]

[outofthefire]

[and Laura mostly expresses her fear though, well, fear. she was afraid when she was taken to the boxcar by BOB. she'd assumed that there was nothing she could do to keep BOB from possessing her, but then came her ring which forced BOB to make her father kill her instead. better death than possession]

I wouldn't even know where to start with any of that. I think I'd celebrate the day when I was me. Or you were you in your case. I mean, do you remember the eight other people you were?

[Laura knew that such augmentations were commonplace but seeing them in person is another matter]

[circumitus]

[She makes a face at the pizza. It looks amazing, but the thought of her past selves leave a bad taste in her mouth.]

I do. All of them. [It's still hard to deal with sometimes, but she's managed so far.] It's always been hard to say which is the real "me".

[Other than who she is now, which is... complicated.]

[outofthefire]

[yes, it does look amazing. Laura's serving herself a slice and despite that look, dishing up one for Rey as well]

Ugh. Really? That sucks. [and it does. Laura remembers the times BOB invaded her mind and imagines it must be something like that] And if you don't mind me saying? You're you. And I like you.

[circumitus]

[Despite her appetite, Rey accepts the slice that Laura offers.

[She just shrugs.] It's not... all bad. Their experience has been helpful.

[Rey got through some rough times due to those memories. She owes a lot to them -- both her survival and her sense of self.]

Don't mind at all. Um, thanks. [She manages a wry smile.]

[outofthefire]

[good. but she refrains from digging in just yet]

...mind if I ask how? You don't have to answer if you don't want to.

[because Rey is her friend and the last thing Laura would want is for her to be uncomfortable]

You're welcome. [she gives a warm smile back]

[circumitus]

[Her throat is dry, so Rey decides to take a drink of her lemonade first. The coolness is refreshing and welcome. She could take Laura's opt out and back away from the subject, but...]

They're not all bad. Every one of them is a skilled soldier, from linguists to engineers to exceptional snipers. You'd be a dumbass not to take advantage of that knowledge. Not like anyone else is using them.

[She picks up a slice of pizza, but doesn't take a bite right away. She looks pensive for a moment.] And... no one else would have remembered that those women were real people once, with lives of their own...

[outofthefire]

[she has some of her lemonade, too, and stays silent. after all, how would she react if someone asked her about BOB out of the blue? she'd probably run]

That does sound like a lot of useful skills that could come in handy real easy.

[she waits calmly, a thoughtful expression on her own face] Then it sounds worthwhile. To remember them. It sounds like someone should.

[circumitus]

[She takes a few thoughtful bites out of her pizza, always taking more than she can chew. It's somewhat comical for such a serious subject, the way her cheeks puff like a hamster with her face stuffed. But damn if she isn't hungry and she might not ever get to experience a memory like this outside of a lucid dream ever again.

[Rather than speaking with her mouth full like her usual uncouth self, Rey swallows hard before she replies:]

In a way, they've kept me sane. Or... made me feel sane again -- or both.

[Casual shrug. Another bite of pizza. Nom.]

I never got the notif, sorry!

[outofthefire]

[she thinks Rey looks adorable like that, not that she's going to say so. she takes tidier bites of her pizza and savors every morsel. much better than the takeout from the next town over]

If it helps, I'm glad it does. [she gives a self-deprecating laugh] I sure as hell can't judge anyone else's ways of coping.

[she takes a sip of her lemonade and returns to her pizza as well]