Event Log: A Little Touchy-Feely

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the A Little Touchy Feely event
Where: In the city of Hadriel
When: September 20th-29th
Warnings: Cuddles? Please keep in mind our rule about potentially adult content.

In the morning of September 20th, you wake up with an itch you can't quite seem to scratch. There's a strong impulse, lingering in the back of your mind and it's difficult to figure out exactly what you need at first. You may be unhappy, unsatisfied for most of the morning, but everything clicks when you run into someone else- whether it's a casual interaction with a roommate or friend or a more intimate one with a boyfriend or girlfriend, after a brief moment of contact, suddenly everything falls into place.

You'll spend the next week or so seeking out that contact, consciously or unconsciously. It's not enough to have a handshake or a hi five, you want to be close to people: physically, emotionally, any way you can get it. The closeness makes you happy, the happiness makes you forget about how lame it is on a rocky desert island on an alien planet. Everybody wins, right?

Make sure all cuddles are consensual, and try to stave off the horrible coldness that comes from your fear of being alone, at least for a few more days!

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Jill Valentine | Resident Evil | OTA (will match format)

[survivethis]

[Since returning from the sea voyage in search of fragments, Jill hasn't really felt at home. At sea, she had a task. Something they were working toward. Now that she was back, she wondered how to spend her time. Maybe she'd look into joining the city guard again. At least the idea of routine patrols was familiar to her. The lack of a mission, though, had Jill feeling a little down, so she decided to go out and can be found roaming the city, searching shops for supplies, or taking a break at some quiet location.

Any who happen upon her will be greeted with a warm smile, regardless of her mood. She's not good at hiding her true feelings, though, so there's a tinge of sadness to her blue eyes that an observant person might pick up.]

[bythewaves]

Lady Jill!

[ Maglor smiles when he sees her - he's been browsing the shops for ribbons and beads ]

Do you well?

[survivethis]

[Jill smiles when she sees the familiar face.]

Hello. Yes, I'm well. Still getting my land legs back.

[She jokes a bit, then appears curious.]

Looking for something?

[Perhaps he's looking for anything, or maybe it's something in particular.]

[bythewaves]

[ Shyly, he shows her the handful of ribbons ]

Aye - it... my cousin is currently having a hard time. I thought to cheer him up a little. I'm looking for gold ribbons, although I can't quite find the right color, yet.

[survivethis]

[Jill's expression is a bit concerned at hearing that.]

A hard time?

[She hesitates to really ask for details, since it's probably none of her business.]

I'll help you look.

[She can do that much, at least.]

[bythewaves]

Mm.... family things. [ He says vaguely, unsure if Fingon would like his grief announced ]

But he likes gold ribbons, you see. I thought... it might cheer him, a little.

[survivethis]

That's a unique thing to like.

[Gold ribbons isn't something that just naturally comes to mind. They must mean something special to him.]

We can search together.

[offloaded]

[ Jill isn't the only one searching the shops for supplies, though what DiMA seeks isn't what most inhabitants do. He's looking for anything mechanical or electronic -- anything at all, even if it doesn't look to be compatible. So far, his search isn't coming up with much.

When he hears the door to the shop he's in open he turns to see who's come in, bracing himself to give the same speech he has a dozen times already. He doesn't mind it because he understands. His appearance startles people, though thankfully everyone so far has believed him that he's not a Null and means them no harm. DiMA is patient, and in turn people have been kind. So he lifts his hands, waiting to take a cue from the woman's reaction. ]

Hello, ma'am.

[survivethis]

[Jill knows she might run into anyone if she goes into a shop to look for supplies. DiMA is not quite what she was expecting, though she knows there are all sorts of people here.

At first, Jill is a bit startled, but someone who meant to threaten her would not greet her so politely, so she huffs and calms down.]

Hello. Sorry, I didn't know someone was in here.

[offloaded]

[ There's the surprise he expected, but the woman calms quickly so DiMA counts himself lucky once again. Her apology is completely unnecessary as well -- he doubts humans would announce themselves to one another just for winding up in the same public space, but what does he know? His life experience is colored by everyone reacting to him with fear and uncertainty, and it's not like he's had much of a chance to observe others yet. ]

It's a public shop. Don't mind me, please, I simply didn't want to frighten you.

[ He glances around, then, expression turning wry. ]

If you're looking for something in particular, I may be able to point you at it. I've combed the place by now.

[survivethis]

[His looks were a bit frightening, but she could tell that he didn't mean to be. He must be used to people being afraid, though, which is kind of sad.]

Nothing in particular. I could go for something sweet.

[Jill smiles a bit.]

[offloaded]

Sweet? This way.

[ The metal framework that's all that remains of his feet clicks on the floor as DiMA leads Jill across the shop to the grocery shelves, down one in particular. Between the crackers and tinned vegetables there's a mostly-empty box, from which he pulls out a chocolate bar. ]

I suspect this is rare, even here, but there are a few left.

[survivethis]

[When he says 'this way', Jill second guesses herself. Should she follow? He might look in disrepair, but he was bigger and a robot or something. Still, she wanted to show a little faith, so she follows and at the end of the shelf, she's rewarded.

Jill's expression becomes warm and she accepts the treat.]

Thank you. I take it you don't eat chocolate.

room for one more?

[soldier_blade]

She spent the day cleaning. Weeks at sea, her home collected a fair amount of dust, and some of the storm had managed to leak through the windows, so the entire day she was aware of how empty and large her place seemed.

That was why she was out. Sonya never considered herself a fan of crowds, but for once, she couldn't stand to be by herself at the moment. She wasn't even sure where she was going, just..walking.

Somewhere along the path, she ran into Jill. The two of them went on the voyage in the same fleet, but Sonya found herself grateful to be able to meet her once more on their own time.

She returned the smile.

sure!

[survivethis]

"Hey. Got your land legs back? Still working on mine." She's had that funny feeling when she lies down, as if the ship were still rocking. It'll fade soon enough, though.

At least seeing and talking to someone was a distraction from the feelings that troubled Jill.

Re: sure!

[soldier_blade]

"Haven't given myself a chance to find out," She admitted. That was true enough; she'd kept herself too busy to see if she'd found out or not if she'd recovered from the ship.

"Where're you headed?" Mission assignments did strange things to people, she found; either they drove you nuts or you bonded-with Jill, she found it was the latter.

[survivethis]

"Nowhere in particular." The only missions Jill was on were personal, and she didn't really have one of those at the moment. Still, something would have to come of their trip to find the fragments. It was just a matter of time to find out what.

"What about you?" Sonya could be out and about for some reason.

[soldier_blade]

"The speakeasy," She answered, still walking. "I'm not usually a drinker, but after the voyage and trying to clean the place up, I could fucking use one."

Odd thing really, she spent weeks with company and now she found she couldn't entirely spend an evening by herself.

[survivethis]

"Speakeasy, huh?" Jill hasn't seen all the places in this city, but that one sounds like a good place to visit given her current mood.

"Want some company?"

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin happens upon Jill and returns the warm smile. He's cognizant of the sadness in her eyes, though. He knows less about her and her world than he wishes he knew, but he does know that she's no stranger to trouble and sorrow. He stops and greets her. ]

Jill, nice to see you back on land! I guess we can congratulate each other on all our hard work sailing out into the seas and retrieving that Door fragment.

[survivethis]

[Seeing a friendly face does bright Jill's mood a bit. Curufin has been extremely helpful and kind since she first arrived here, and she appreciates that.]

Curufin, hi. Yeah, mission accomplished. Now I guess we'll see what it was all for.

[so_dark_a_road]

[ And he appreciates it that she's here, and that she was willing to join him on that crowded boat. Not to mention, that she jumped after him onto the deck of Law's ship to kill Null #3! ]

I have some hopes as regards what it was all for. I don't know whether they're anywhere near in line with reality, but yes, I guess we'll see.

[survivethis]

It felt good to be doing something with a purpose. Even if it turns out nothing will come of it, we tried.

[Jill has always been a fighter. A doer. Having a mission suited her.]

[so_dark_a_road]

I feel the same way. Nothing ventured, nothing gained!

[ Curufin has always admired that about her, that she's a fighter and a doer. They work well together because of having this in common. ]

I was thinking that with expanded Door capabilities, it might be possible for people to go to other worlds than their own. Or possibly, to return to their own worlds but at a different point than that from which they were taken. It is now too late for my son and my eldest brother, but for others who don't wish to be returned because they are dead in their universes, or about to die, it might not be too late. They might have better options.

[survivethis]

Wouldn't that cause some problems, though? If you went back to your world before you were taken, wouldn't there be two of you?

[That would probably result in all kinds of problems.]