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Event Post: Everyone Chill

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for Tranquility's resurrection event!
Where: All around the city
When: December 27th-January 7th
Warnings: Absolutely nothing creepy or weird at all.

The revival of Tranquility on December 27th marks a vast - if temporary, and actually completely fake - change to the city. Upon awakening that morning, the inhabitants of Hadriel will find the city changed from its usual broken-down dour cave self into a sparkling, clean, delightful island city. Instead of being surrounded by hard stone walls, the city is surrounded by warm ocean waters and soft white sand beaches.

Gentle waves lap at the shore, the sky overhead is perfect, wide and open. The spires have been replaced by shining skyscrapers, the roads are clear of rubble and paved neatly. The stores are quaint, windows no longer broken, and the items inside have changed too. Instead of simple canned goods and strange clothing, you might find delicate pastries, cool drinks, fresh fruit, and flowy summer clothes to match the city. How nice! How calming, really. Didn't everyone need a vacation? So throw on some flip-flops, grab one of the mopeds that have been provided, and enjoy yourselves!

As the days go on, though, you might notice one or two odd things. Maybe the pretty sun hat you picked up looked, for just a moment, like a grubby old baseball cap instead. Maybe that beach ball is a little heavier than it should be. Maybe the shining wall of that skyscraper feels more like stone than glass. Maybe - just for an instant - the sky above was solid rock instead of the gentle, calming hues of the sunset.

While there is a mild compulsion toward calmness and tranquility, towards accepting the city for exactly what it seems to be, that can be ignored - and the illusion can be broken, if you choose to try. But do you really want to? Isn't that croissant much nicer than yet another can of beans? Wouldn't you rather relax at the beach than run around, trying to convince all your friends that this is just the gods getting inside their heads again in an even more creepy and all-encompassing way than usual?

Come on. Don't be a buzzkill.

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If she'd known there was going to be a beach vacation, Emily would'vee made herself a bathing suit for the occasion. As it stands, she's wearing a tank top and shorts and walking barefoot on the sand.

It's nice. It's so nice, even if it's fake. (And she knows it is, because this is shithole cavetown, and nothing is ever as simple as it looks.)

When she comes across this guy she doesn't know, she talks without a care for how he's a stranger. This is Tranquility's doing, so she's going to do him a favor and take it easy.

"This is the last thing I imagined would happen here." She looks out at the water and gives half a smile. Just half, because she can't stop thinking about how this might not last very long at all. "I've missed the sky."

Usually he would not have been so nice. Usually, he would have glared and maybe told the girl to mind her own business in perhaps a little more colorful language. He didn't know where his good mood had come from, but it was better than being high strung and shouting. A little strange, but not in a bad way.

So when she spoke he shrugged and leaned back on his hands to look up at the mentioned sky. It seemed just a little too perfect if he thought about it too much so he stubbornly didn't.

"As strange as it is, I think I have to agree with you."

I think so. I'm trapped in a cave, not dead. [ though she might wanna die if anyone at home found out she spent a few days lounging happily on garbage. ]

Am I getting tanner?

I'm going to lie and say yes so you feel better.

At least your world has dragons. [It's more than he can say for some worlds that people here come from, but he's definitely more curious than usual as he considers that.] And what do you mean, they don't do that? Do they not fly?

[Kain is interested in learning all he can about other worlds' dragons, it's one of the things he can relate to.]

It's good to hear that I'm not alone in that feeling. To be trapped is a terrible feeling, one I wouldn't wish upon anyone. Yet here we are. I suppose we'll have to make the most of it. [Though he sounds doubtful about that.]

"I'm sure it was the latter. A jab of disrespect, rather like a spear-jab. And you're right. If I had been the victor, I would have killed his ass without a qualm!"

And Yukari is correct. Earlier, Curufin would not have shared his feelings as regards that incident. But now he is acting on an intuition, because he is aware that Yukari's abrasive humor does not preclude affection and concern. Underneath that teasing, clever, sometimes disparaging humor, Curufin senses a supportive warmth and friendliness. Yukari might deny it, but it is there all the same. It makes trust possible.

And he cannot help a richly appreciative guffaw when Yukari makes his promise as regards that bucket of ice water. "I'll be looking forward to it. How kind of you to take thought for my spiritual and physical health and well-being!"

And now for the elephant in the room. "Oh, it was worse than medieval! This was the ancient era, when feudalism was not even fully developed. A woman occupied a peculiar position in our society. If she didn't declare her independence in a really determined fashion, she was subject to the authority of male persons such as husbands and fathers. And really, that never turned out well. And yes, I was married. My wife left me. She had begun to understand that the man she married was essentially possessed. The Oath was never going to release it's stranglehold on our family, and it was proving particularly intractable in my case. She was somewhat foresighted, I think. More so than I was. I think she saw the future and was terrified by it. She looked at the person I was becoming and she saw a man who, year by year, was becoming a complete stranger. And not being a fool, she decamped."

But the smile comes back. "Well, if I can't pat your head, whose head can I pat? And remember, I'm not a very obedient sort. My elders are fair game!"

He refrains from explaining that Yukari's body is very beautiful indeed, and very desirable. Curufin is not the young fool he was when he first came to Middle-earth. Once he and his brothers had claimed their own lands, he had become a thoroughly disreputable young blade. The only time he wasn't prowling like a tomcat under a July moon was when he was actually engaged in battle with Morgoth's Orc-armies. He gave in to every impulse towards other desirable and willing bodies, and he never gave any thought to possible undesirable consequences. But he had matured in some ways, and then he had married and become a father. Those two experiences are sobering ones, despite their joys. Now he thinks about his attractions instead of simply acting on them. He knows how to reign himself in, how to deliberately lower the level of susceptibility he has in regards to any given attractive person, and he sees the point of doing so. He's quite practiced at it, now. It is second nature. He won't take this opportunity to flirt with Yukari by reiterating that simple truth that he has just told him -- that he likes him and finds all the aspects of him fascinating. Personality and all.

But he does smile and reply, "No need to thank me."

Edited 2017-01-22 11:18 (UTC)

Normally Will would talk until he was blue in the cheeks on any given subject, however, he just didn't feel like it today, something was off. Perhaps it really was the God's playing some trick on them all.

"Takes one to know one." He uttered under his breath, determined at least to get in one last dig. Will watched the other males body language, he seemed to act coy and amused though his actions said differently. A strange one, that was for sure.

Oh great, he was still talking? Will sighed, starting to feel a bit uneasy with the constant need for conversation. He hated being social and this guy seemed to thrive off of it. "I'm not pessimistic! You just startled me!" No, no he really was pessimistic, he was just put on the spot.

As unfathomable as it may seem to you, I just wanted to enjoy your company... For a change.

[ That last part was muttered into his glass as he drank. ]

Even back home in his own world, Will was never really able to let his hair down like this, especially not with his friends and a female friend at that! He was more than happy to play oblivious for a change and let the City play its tricks. Why wouldn't he?!

Will smiled at her as her arms snaked around his neck, his hair all fluffy on top and wet and curly on the ends, he looked a bit more disheveled than normal but if Jill was enjoying it he wouldn't make an effort to fix it.

It was nice, the contact, for a change he openly engaged in it! Jill's skin was soft and warm, it felt nice in his hand and as for their closeness? He didn't have any complaints about that either. Laughing at her comment about swimming like a fish, Will smirked and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Well, I could show you but that would involve going underwater~"

With a devious glint in his eyes, Will paused for a moment before ducking under the surface, pulling poor Jill down with him.

Well enough. Most people don't disagree with me.

[Jo goes quiet. She's often wondered this, if she had known...

She had been all bravado and gusto but if she had known, she doesn't know if she would have changed anything. They still needed to get Lucifer.]

It's a hard question. Would you really wanna know it's ending before it ends?

[She has two other friends who are on the line. She doesn't seem too bothered.]

Only as spare parts?

Yes, I can tell by how you're talking about it now.

You're the one who asked.

[He actually laughs.]

Fair enough. I suppose I deserved that.

If someone can manage to get Yukari to actually admit to feeling care and concern, he'll call it tough love. That's just all there is to it. Sure, he can care, and may not particularly hide it well. But he's firm and to the point regardless of his standing, so it's just easier for him to think and say he's neutral. Less having to explain himself and more just going with the flow. Usually, at least. Curufin had him on the ropes quite often with what really goes on behind that well-placed facade Yukari's been mastering for his whole life. Initially, he finds it perturbing that Curufin can pin him so well in the most unexpected moments. It's made Yukari a little cautious about his own teasing, because Curufin can professionally maneuver it back on him with ease, if he so desires. It's become Yukari's personal goal to defeat Curufin at that game some time. Until then, he's stuck taking these teasing, verbal battles for what they are: a case in which he inevitably loses, learns, and has to try again. Someday, damnit.

"Did you ever try to find your wife again after your Oath was fulfilled?" He's asking for no reason in particular. Really. Don't look at him like that. ~~Okay, maybe there's a little reason behind the question. Hush.~~ "I'll give her credit on her foresight, certainly. For a woman to choose safety and common sense, I can't say she can really be blamed. I hope your customs were easier on her than your mother." A pause as he ponders his next question, perhaps a little too carefully. "Do you miss her and wish you'd never made that Oath? What would happen if you ever met her again?"

Maybe he's a little subtly jealous. Not that he can tell himself. But he certainly doesn't like the idea of if the woman should ever show up here. He's probably just being petty, right?

Yukari rolls his eyes in amusement.

"Oh, fine, you can pat my head. But only occasionally. You pat me too often and I'll bite." Actually, he wouldn't mind the occasional patting at all. It's just if it happened too often, he'd feel like he's being condescended to. And then, yes, he would use a sharp tongue and probably a sharp tool to cease the consistency of being patted. There's a fine line between affection and just general dickery; Yukari would know as he pushes those boundaries constantly himself. Congratulations, Curufin, he's allowing you to openly display some of your affection to him. Make sure to behave with that power, now.

"I said I should, I didn't say I would, now." But his tone is relaxed along with a more gentle smile on his face. He's okay with this. He doesn't remember the last time he was able to drop his guard around someone and just actually, openly joke and talk. Being understood and accepted, being able to share his humour and viewpoints with someone else and not have to be guarded against any judgments. Even with his first King, Ichigen, he had to keep his defenses up for what he had planned when he would eventually attack his Mentor, despite him seeing through it anyway. Okay, he'll admit this is kind of nice. Dinner in a peaceful setting with an intelligent individual.

Edited 2017-01-22 23:14 (UTC)

"You are a good boy aren't you?" Pell leans down and pets the dog, smiling. "What's his name?"

The setup is impressive but Pell glances back at Will before pouring himself anything. "Here, let me see if I can get your hand free first. It's just about time for your last healing session anyway." He sets the glass down and reaches out, wanting to unwrap the bandages.

Should I let you go so you can find Flick?

I'd be surprised if he wanted to see me. It might be best to leave him alone.

I'll have to go meet Pell soon, regardless.

"Winston his name." Will smiled, it was nice to see someone who enjoyed the company of dogs too, if Will could, he's swap most the people in his life for dogs instead. Not Pell, though, Pell was kind and gentle.

Holding out his hand after setting the tongs aside and turning the grill down, so that the steak didn't burn. He sat on the side of the boat alongside Pell, picking up his drink again in his other hand and taking a large swig. "It's been coming on well I think... Not too painful these days. Thank you again, for that." He smiled a little coy.

"Winston. I like it, is he named after anyone?" The dog gets another scritch under the chin before he turns his full attention to Will's hand, unwrapping the bandage carefully and curling Will's fingers around his own to see how they've healed.

"You're very welcome. It feels almost normal. Maybe it aches a bit but with this you won't have to wear the splint anymore." He takes Will's hand in both of his own and starts healing -- finishes the healing, rather, as unless Will hurts himself again this is the last of his injuries. But he knows that the man finds it a bit uncomfortable, so he keeps talking to distract him. "Where did you find the boat?"

"Well, then, I suppose that makes you one, then?" Yukari answers, much louder than Will had been.

Don't play with fire, Will, it's bad for you.

With Will's exclamation though, Yukari just... Why is this so easy? Do you enjoy being tortured? For real, though, holy shit. Look at all of the ammunition Will is giving Yukari to work with. If this guy suffers harassment often, he does a poor job of learning from it. Although he's inwardly laughing, he keeps his cool, taunting demeanour in front of Will. Time to tease him for all it's worth.

"Is that so? Well, with a spaced out look like that, it must not be very hard to startle you regularly, hmmm?"

"Not quite four months. New arrivals always follow a monthly pattern, which is nice, at least, since we can be prepared for it," she explains with a little shrug. Even if they don't know what sort of disaster is going to be showing up alongside the new inhabitants, it's better than it being a total surprise. Enemies are rarely so punctual.

"Beyond that, things routinely go a little sideways because of the gods - not always intentionally, but I do think they mean to make our lives... interesting, sometimes." That's an understatement and her expression gives as much away as she takes a sip of her drink. "Other than that, it's just a regular city, with everything that comes along with that."

"It's er actually an English name I believe. Mean's something like 'Joy- stone' But I just think he looked like one if I'm being honest, heh." Will gave a small, embarrassed laugh after explaining how he named his dog.

Will smiled a little, looking away so not to catch Pell's eye. It was starting to feel nice, the warm rush of whatever it was that Pell was doing. The tingling mixed in with the dull ache of old pain. He was so thankful that Pell had come to his aid and was more than happy to feed him and entertain him here on this boat as a means of thanking him.

"I know I say it all the time, but thank you." Nodding and giving his fingers a little wiggle, to test them. "Hm? Oh, this? I actually found it on the outskirts. Didn't realize we could actually use them until I tried. The engine was a little rusty but I managed to get it running, one-handed and all, heh."

[She laughs again. Must have gotten the names mixed up for once.]

Say hello for me?

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