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.
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Comments

[abyssalarcana]

Well - where we live is incredibly large. Some say infinitely so. And little bits and pieces of it all have different rulers, or no rulers at all. So perhaps many pirates from your world do end up there, but are scattered all around. And probably a lot of them die permanently once there, just another unknown pile of miserable flesh.

[Her hands fall to rest on his shoulders as she looks up at him intently, though still smiling.]

If you agree to this, you won't wind up lunch on your first day and erased from existence forever. Some day you'll die a mortal and reawaken a tanar'ri and I will make full use of the resources at my disposal to ensure you a very satisfying life among us.

[A promise she has no problem making, even if she can't really keep it. Ultimately, what happens to this one would be Amamot's choice. He could just end up trapped in a soul gem and stashed away in the cache she knows the demon lord must have, even if she's never seen it. But she doesn't intend this as a cruel trick, at least. Will his devil fruit abilities persist after the death of his mortal body? Perhaps. It's worth finding out.]

[hot_mes]

[likely not - some of that tantalizing information he attempted to glean on Punk Hazard most likely had to do with Vegapunk's research into Devil Fruit and DNA. He's seen the artificial fruit. He knows it's natural. It would no more be a part of his spirit than his tattoos and earrings.

But that's neither here nor there.]

I'll consider it. Since I have nothing to fear from death here, it's not a urgent thought.

[once a skeptic always a skeptic. And while he likes and yes respects Caedra, Law isn't in love with her, so he has no reasons to do anything just to please her. Really, though, he'll think on it. Not a lie.]

[abyssalarcana]

You're right, it's not, so long as the Door doesn't decide to send you home tomorrow. So, I'll accept that as a 'maybe'.

[He's cautious and smart, and while she would have been very glad had he agreed to this immediately, she's not surprised that he wants to think on it, and it doesn't bother her any. It's not like she wants to spend forever with him anyway, he'd just be such a nice gift to the one she does love. A little token of her appreciation for everything Amamot has given her.

Satisfied with that for now, she leans forward against him, pleased with how nicely she fits against him while sitting in his lap like this. She'll leave later. There's no hurry.]

[hot_mes]

Ah. Yeah, that's what it is.

[considering their earlier physical contact was so rudely interrupted by a shared vision of Marineford, he'll allow it. After all, with his hands already comfortably resting along her thighs, keeping her seated comfortably, he's in a good spot. Now let's just hope another wave of Confusion's dickery doesn't hit them while they're here...]