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!

► This log covers September 20th-29th.
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Comments

shoulders maybe?

[braveoff]

Generally speaking, Drake isn't one to startle at contact. Even when it's violent, he's good at seeing these things coming, and it's not like Ianchus has never reached for him before. He's been patrolling the east island and thus alone for awhile, more than long enough for the anxious creeping dread that comes after a stretch of not touching anyone to have settled in. When Ianchus comes up beside him as he's looking out at the water he doesn't expect anything, but... the contact is very welcome. He can feel himself uncoil a little instantly, letting out a long exhale.

"Yeah, the water's been quiet. I wonder how long that'll last." He glances over at his friend, who he's been neglecting a bit since the bad weather hit, and then... well. Arrivals. "Sorry I haven't been free more. How've you been?"

[vocarrah]

Drake is a bit taller, but Ianchus has enough leverage to prop his chin up on one of those broad shoulders, watching the ocean with him--ah, he could watch waves for hours, really.

"I can only imagine how busy you've been, what with the storm and your Guardian duties. Don't apologize." He considers the question, but really, he can't complain-- "I've been quite fine. And you?"

[braveoff]

Drake huffs slightly, possibly in agreement but Ianchus will get the sense that there's more to it.

"The storm actually kept me from most of my Guard patrols -- couldn't risk getting stuck on another island just in case it lasted longer." For obvious reasons. Ones Ianchus knows. He can't afford to be cut off from Hope's temple. "I'm glad you've been okay. I've... you said busy, I'd say occupied. My partner showed back up this with month's group."

He sounds a little troubled by that, though, not purely happy, though of course he's that too. Still, there's worry in his voice.

[vocarrah]

"Oh?"

Ianchus' voice is gentle, that little sound asking without asking aloud. There's something about the way that Drake said it that feels like it hits a little close to home...and yet, he's not afraid of hearing it. He'd want to if he could. It's an invitation, accompanied by Ianchus' fingers tracing down Drake's bicep soothingly.

[braveoff]

"It's kind of a long story, and not totally mine to tell."

He trusts Ianchus, though. To keep it between them... normally he'd go to Lance if he wanted to be certain of privacy but Drake's been trying to get rid of that professional line between them for awhile now, not draw it harder. He hums, the sound barely audible over the waves.

"I guess it boils down to that if he went home at all, I was supposed to be there. To help with something. And I wasn't, obviously."

[vocarrah]

Ianchus makes a small noise; ah, why is everyone here so ready to blame themselves?

"Isn't it out of our hands? Yours, mine, your partner's? Isn't it all on the whim of the..." He waves a hand. "The Door. The Gods. You can't blame yourself for that." A pause. "He can't blame you for that."

[braveoff]

"You're right, it is. But that doesn't mean I can't still be upset he went through something horrible, completely alone. It's not my fault but it still happened." Drake lets out a long, slow breath, lets his head drop forward. "There's no actual blame going on. It just hurts to see somebody you love in so much pain. And there's no way to ensure that we'll both stay put, now."