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Intro Log: Puddle Jumpers

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for September
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: September 10th-13th
Warnings: Fresh meat, lots of rain and angry ogres

If the rain on your face isn't enough to wake you up in the colosseum, maybe the thundering footsteps and- well, thunder- is. The first thing that you may notice is that it's incredibly wet around here, with winds that could knock you over if you aren't careful and thunder that brings with it a torrent of constant rainfall.

That's all fine though, because the gods saw fit to help you out on your way in and now everyone will be waking up wearing a rain coat! These coats are a little odd, and some of them are downright silly, but we trust that you'll make do. Of course, a few of the raincoats have additional sleeves, neck holes, and entirely too many buttons as well- but hey, it's the best we could do.

Wait, what was that about thundering footsteps? Oh right, as you're navigating your new fashion choices, there are some monsters afoot who will want nothing more than to grind you into a pulp and eat you- well, if you're organic, that is. If you're not organic, then they still want to grind you to a pulp, but maybe not so much the eating part.

Ogres are from many fantasy stories, but these in particular are from the Dragon Age series. With incredible strength and stamina and massive horns, fangs, and a bloodlust for violence, these monsters won't stop until everyone around them is a blood smear on the ground. They're also not too happy about this rainfall either, so be careful not to slip in the puddles as you run away from them!

Once you've splashed around a bit, feel free to run off into the stormy abyss of our islands. You can explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers September 10th-13th.
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[It's only a handful of seconds after Drake's text that Lup teleports right into their shared living room, her spell announcing her presence with just the slightest poof behind her.

And it's a good thing that Drake has fucked off for a shower right about now, because it leaves Ephemera open to be full on tackled by a tall, lanky elf. She makes a beeline the second her eyes sweep the room and land on him, Lup leaping right onto the man's back like it hasn't been months since they've last seen one another.]

You fucking dickhead! I'm kicking your ass straight to the astral plane!

Motherfucker--!

[ One day, Ephemera's going to stop being surprised when Lup just appears out of nowhere. Today is not that day, though he only startles and doesn't lash out. ]

Ow. Lup, you're so lucky I'm wearing clothes right now.

[ Sweatpants and one of Drake's shirts, as it happens. ]

[Lup's been in Hadriel for over a year now, seen too many people come and go and return again without any memories of their stay in this place. Three different Magnus', two completely different Lucretia's... It's been a real trip.

One that's made the elf throw up a few of her old walls again, keeping a touch of distance from others when she can, never letting herself expect too much out of anyone.

But he remembers her. Ephemera says her name like he knows her, standing here in his old apartment in his boyfriend's clothes. This is worth celebrating.]

Like I give a shit, you asswipe! I've seen way too many dicks to care.

[It's a moment of her clinging to his back before Lup hops off of Ephemera to actually get a good look at him. Her hand goes to his arm, like she's holding him there, keeping him from disappearing again, as the elf's sharp eyes dart up and down his form. It's him. It's really him.]

Holy fuck...

[ Ephemera turns so he can get a good look at her, expression softening. ]

Hey, you.

[ Then he reaches out and muses her hair. ]

You're looking good.

[Her sharp eyes flick up and meet his, the man's expression softening, and there's really no way Lup could face this reunion without tearing up just a little.

The woman's eyes squint against her tears and she laughs, bright and loud, as she reaches up to playfully bat his hand away, though there's nothing but affection in her expression for him.]

Fuck yeah, I am. Hottest chick you've ever known.

[And then she's pushing herself against his chest this time, long arms thrown over his neck, a proper hug.] Gods, it's so good to see you again, thug.

I'll let you have it, [ Ephemera murmurs, expression fond and a little sad. He's been gone a long time and doesn't remember any of it. But he holds Lup close to his chest, just holding her, and that helps, a little. This is a little closer to normal. ] You been getting into trouble?

[It is sad, to have been missed and to not even know about it. Lup had been in the opposite situation for nearly a dozen years.]

Natch. Like I'd ever do anything else. With you gone, I had do pull double duty.

[She tips her head against him, savoring the closeness for just a few moments more.] What about you? How long were you really gone?

[ Ephemera bumps his head against hers, gentle as he can. ]

Felt like a few hours. Drake kept count, though.

[ He's quiet a moment. ]

A hundred and thirty-eight days.

[Ugh, this sap. He knows how much that move gets her. Lup reaches up to thread her fingers through his hair, gently keeping him close. Just for a moment.]

Shit. Few hours to a couple of months for us. Pretty wild.

[Lup is not surprised Drake kept count. Though learning it was just a few hours...]

What happened back home?

Pretty fucked up, [ he admits. No reason to mince words. He exhales slowly, then hugs her again. ] Got my ass killed.

[ You know. All that fun stuff. ]

Knew it was coming. Didn't help.

Shit. [She doesn't look particularly sad, because death is just so fucking weird for her. Not to mention he is obviously standing in front of her, so fuck it all, right?]

Yeah, death doesn't really care if you try to dodge it. It just keeps on comin'. But now you're here, back with us, where crap like that doesn't matter. Drake an' I's dead people club gets to go up a member.

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Well, fuck. We should make t-shirts.

[ He's glad Lup doesn't make a fuss about it, actually. It's easier this way, just being able to hold her and not explain shit that can't be changed. Because apparently there is such a thing as destiny, even in a place like this. Fucking weird ass timelines still come to that one single ending. ]

It's good to see you, girl.

[There's only so much you can change, especially after this place. Even knowing full well what was going to happen to her, Lup still left in search of the gauntlet, still ended up dead and trapped for a dozen years. Learning about the future in Hadriel doesn't change anything when you immediately forget this place exists.

So it's easier to just hold him close and press her slender frame to his, Lup pulling away only to reach up and flick the man's nose, laughing.]

Better to see you. We kinda missed that ugly mug around here.

[ Ephemera fusses with her hair in retaliation, grinning. ]

Yeah? Sounds like you got all sorts of gossip to tell me.

You have no idea.

[It's weird to think so much has happened in such a short amount of time, but here she is, getting all teary-eyed at this reunion like it's been years.]

But we can go over it later. First, I want a hot dude sandwich of cuddling.

[ Ephemera huffs out a laugh, squeezing her shoulder. ]

This is what I love about you, Lup. You know just what to say.

Duh, it's a gift. C'mon, let's drag Drake out of the shower.

I'll make cookies. He can make drinks.

My two favorite things and my two favorite people.

[ Ephemera squeezes her shoulder again, fondly. ]

You're amazing, you know that?

[um. well.

Genuine compliments between them aren't the standard practice. It's a lot of ribbing and teasing and dragging. So that? That brings the softest touch of color to the elf's cheeks, all the way up to the tips of her ears. For a moment, she almost looks shy. Almost.

Before she's reaching out to land a punch to his shoulder instead.]

God, dying made you so lame. C'mon, hotshot, we gotta go cause mayhem to get your street cred back.

[ Ephemera huffs, swatting at her. ]

Good thing I still got my flamethrowers. Need anybody lit on fire?

If I wasn't the kind of chick capable of setting my own dudes on fire, I'd take you up on that offer. But I've taken care of it this time.

[There's so much to tell him, and while not all of it it great news, Lup's excited to share the good things with him.]

But next time? We'll do it together.

This time?

[ Ephemera dips his head a little, watching her. ]

Yeah. All right. That's a promise.

[When he dips in his head, Lup slips in close to press a quick kiss to the tip of his nose, before she's pulling away, grinning wide.]

So, cuddles and booze, right?

That I can do. [ Ephemera grins right back at her. ] You and me, we're gonna do shots. It'll be awesome.

Damn right we are!

[And just watch this girl pass right by him to head straight for the kitchen. He can grab Drake, she'll grab the booze. Then she's grabbing her two guys and not letting them go for even a second until tomorrow.]

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