Event Log: Is It a Wonderful Life?

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Is It A Wonderful Life? event
Where: All over the city
When: Jan 4th-8th
Warnings: None

Throughout the next few days, you may find yourself plagued by visions and dreams of back home. The dreams will be lifelike and difficult to tell apart from reality, as the world will be constructed from what you remember of your world. However, unlike usual dreams, you won't be present, and will find yourself unable to be seen or heard by those around you.

The dreams are vivid reminders of what might happen in a world without you: a world in which you disappeared when coming to Hadriel, a world which desperately needs you back for some reason or another. You may see your parents putting up missing posters, your significant other moving onto their next relationship, or even your hated villain finally taking over the world without you there to stop them.

When the vision leaves, you're back here and nothing about the city has changed. Though maybe you have a different outlook on it now...

► This log covers January 4th-Januray 8th.
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► If you try a weird solution to make it back home, please let us know here.

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time runs out

[utulien_aure]

[The scream catches Fingon's ears and sends him running to her side, hand on the hilt of his blade.]

Sansa!

[He looks around to find no monsters. None, he realizes as he catches sight of her face, except for those on the inside of her head.]

Sansa, [he calls out again, this time low and gentle. Would she welcome touch?] it is not real. Whatever you've seen, it is but shadow and air.

[stonebird]

(Coming back is no comfortable task. Sansa feels as if she is being dragged between worlds and her legs shake. At some point, she has covered her ears with her hands, yet she can hear him.)

Lord Fingon...? (She sounds weak and she sways dangerously.) Where am I?

[utulien_aure]

Hadriel still,

[He reassures her, and moves to offer a steadying arm.]

Far away from lions and flayed men, I swear to you. And even if they come, I will be standing between you and them.

[stonebird]

I thought... (She reaches out to hold onto him, reassuring herself that he is solid.)

They do not deserve to touch a strand of hair on your head. (He is real and she sighs in relief, moving to rest against his shoulder.)

[utulien_aure]

I know. The gods are feasting again, I think.

[He smiles down at her, fierce and deadly] I’ve been fighting wars longer than all of them have been alive. Let them try.

[stonebird]

I would rather they were more...gentle.

(She smiles, affection and relief in the expression.)

They wouldn't stand a chance. But even so - they don't deserve to know you exist.

[utulien_aure]

I'm unsure whether they know the meaning of the term.

[Trying to judge how close he should get now, he takes her hand.]

Whether they know of me does not matter. It cannot affect me at all. But they will never be in a place to harm you again, not while I breathe.

[stonebird]

I would gladly teach them.

(No, that isn't good enough. She squeezes his hand and pulls herself closer.)

Thank you. (Her features soften with affection and relief.) I love you so. I wish I could follow you home.

[utulien_aure]

You will have to stand in line. I imagine those here have a few lessons they'd care to teach our hosts.

[Alright. Hug?]

Sansa... I cannot promise anything. You know where I was, where I was going. But if there ever comes a day that a road to Arda opens and you still wish to walk through, I will do everything in my power to make sure you can.

[stonebird]

We can work together better than our deities. The hardships we have endured have brought us closer and we understand that all of us have suffered.

(Oh yes. She settles into the embrace, returning it warmly.)

I will plead with the Valar for the rest of my days. Maybe they will take pity on me and let us meet.

[utulien_aure]

[He give a brief chuckle at that.] I can't imagine quite what the whole town would come up with if we all contributed ideas.

[He'll stay as long as she needs.]

Perhaps they will. They can surprise you, the Valar.

[stonebird]

The ideas would be an amusing and varied bunch to hear! Then we could establish a council and take a vote.

(That is the way of Winterfell.)

Surprise in a good way? I've not had much experience with that.

[utulien_aure]

And what would you suggest to this council, had you your way?

[That's an unhappy truth. But he smiles down at her.]

All the more reason for them to step up now.

[stonebird]

Action, one way or another. I'm tired of running - even if running means I am evading death.

(It's not like she has given up on life; she's just tired of imagining what might befall them if they face it.)

I'm ready to journey to your Arda and speak to your Valar.

[utulien_aure]

[He laughs at that.] You know, I've felt that way myself for quite a long time.

[Another embrace, then he brushes his lips against her forehead.]

Let us see what we can manage, Maitimiel. So long as I have a say, you will have a place wherever I go.

[stonebird]

Self-preservation is a fine idea, but why are we preserving ourselves? What sort of life do we want to lead? Running isn't how I want to live.

(She closes her eyes and smiles faintly.)

I want to stand at your side.

[utulien_aure]

Nor can it last. There are only so many places our hosts seem to run toward. Sooner or later....

[His eyes flash, darkly amused.]

It would be better to have another plan before we find ourselves backed into a corner.

[Nodding solemnly]

I will do my best to give you what you wish.