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[thechoiceisyours]

Who: Open to everyone
What: #TeamTranquillity are in it to win it. Deciding to work together, the gang has taken over the library and converted it into a space for weary residents of Hadriel to catch their breath and just take it easy amid the intensifying competition in the city to invoke one emotion or another.
Where: The Library
When: March 15th to March 21st, duration of the event.
Warnings: Will Update if necessary!

[Hadriel's library has unfortunately seen little use; the books are either unreadable or cover material so random that only Hope someone who completely did not understand the concept of fun would have picked those books. Little wonder it's hardly frequented by Hadriel's residents.

But it's still a library: meaning, it's got plenty of space, and plenty of peace and quiet.

So with all the chaos erupting over the city? It could make the perfect sanctuary, a place to take a breather from the emotion wars. A place where a person could unwind over a cup of coffee, tea or hot chocolate, knit a sweater in peace, or even plunge themselves into pillow/blanket fort and just take a nap. A place to relax.

A place for Tranquillity.

Which is why Team Tranquillity has taken over the library and converted it into a mini R&R. Tables and chairs have been pushed to the side to allow for floor space, and comfortable chairs, sofas and even beanie bags, all in softer pastel colours, dot the empty space. A couple of tables and chairs have been left as well, so that those in need of them can use them as they'd like. And of course, the giant pillow fort bundled in one corner for people to unceremoniously throw themselves into.

The members of Team Tranquillity are all around to ensure that your time in the Tranquillity Space is as relaxing as can be. Some members are even offering services, ranging from massages to meditation, gentle exercises to a steaming hot cup of joe. Knitting classes, advice on handling emotional stress when under torture and trauma, and even some fortune-telling for light laughs.

And it's perfectly alright to drag a beanie bag to your own personal corner and just crash there for the day. No judgement from Team Tranquillity.

A message is sent out via the network to inform Hadriel's citizens of the new place in town to get away from it all. Drop by whenever, do what you need to relax and recharge. It's a stressful world out there, and sometimes we all need to take some time to chill out, right?

Welcome, to the Tranquillity Space.]

Comments

Massage

[hotspurred]

[Tranquility.

There's a certain humour in that being associated with him. Henry still cannot quite shift his bemusement over it.

Nor can he sit back and let the fools who do not see the harm in Fear, Rage, Sorrow or Confusion dominating this contest win. So here he is, offering the only talent he possesses that might actually help others to relax: massage.

Anyone who has fought a battle or marched long distances — or indeed done both in a single day — knows well its value and has good practice in applying it. Having been on battlefields since the age of fourteen he is certainly no exception. The highly active life he keeps up here ensures that he has maintained his skill.

Though he never pictured using massage for this end.

It's rare to catch Henry out in public without his armour on, but even he realises that in this case it would be counterproductive to wear. Likewise unarmed, his sword and shield are safely stashed out of sight. The image he presents manning what is obviously their massage station is about as at ease as most will see him. Much of that is the atmosphere that the team has cultivated.

He is ready to do his part.]

[queensberry]

[There is a ton of humor in Henry being in this position while Jacob's in the library.

Let's be clear, here. Jacob did not know Henry would be manning a massage table. Jacob didn't even know he would come here with the urge to sabotage. But you know what he is? He's an opportunist. And when he sees Henry from across the library, he sets down his third cup of tea before making a damn beeline.

Suddenly, despite being in perfect physical condition, he has an ache in his shoulders. That's what he'll go with.]

I've never seen this side of you, Harry. I think I prefer it.

[hotspurred]

You.

[There's a flash of vexation in Henry's eyes merely at the sight of Jacob, there and gone in a moment. Tranquility fits him ill even without outside interference; he can feel the first stirrings of resignation creep in. He'll be made to work to keep any calm that he possesses and he knows it.

That understanding in no way helps.

The corners of his mouth twitch.]

Surely you have elsewhere to be.

[queensberry]

[The corners of Jacob's mouth twitch, but it's followed with an already-triumphant grin. Jacob didn't miss Henry's expression. He hadn't taken his eyes off him since he took his first step over.]

I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be. You see...

[And just to really solidify how serious he is about this attempt on Henry's sanity, he's going to take off his top hat and shrug his coat from his shoulders.]

I just can't bring myself to relax. My shoulders hurt from carrying my team, you see, and I need some assistance.

Re: Massage

[survivethis]

[When Jill saw people going into the library to see what tranquility awaited them, Jill couldn't help but get angry. How can people sit around on pillows and sip cocoa when there was so much to be pissed off about?

She went marching up the library steps with every intention of telling off every single person she could find, but when she encountered Henry first, seeing him took some bluster out of her sails.]

Henry? What's all this?

[hotspurred]

[Henry is mildly surprised to see Jill march up with such purpose. The conviction suits her well, but her accompanying tension much less so.]

Jill.

[He greets her with a dip of his head.]

We are doing our part to see that the wrong gods do not win. One must be mindful of the future.

[He invites her to take a seat with a gesture of his hand.]

You appear tense. Might I be of service to you?

[survivethis]

[The bracelet she wears likely says it all when it comes to her unusually tense look. Maybe she had a fiery spirit, but she wasn't normally so full of rage.]

Wrong gods? Is there really a right or a wrong one?

[They've all served various purposes to their lives here. Still, she's curious about the service, so she sits down. It also gives her time to talk with him further.]

I don't know how you can be so calm about all of this.

[hotspurred]

[It's change enough from recent routine that Henry's eyebrows raise before they draw in at Shadow's tone. He scoffs.]

Make no mistake: I would rather be wearing it. Sadly that defies the purpose.

[No one would trust a masseur decked out in armour, let alone relax; it would feel like opening yourself to attack.]

[pellameno]

[ Pell almost doesn't recognize Henry without his armor.

He initially came to get a book -- yes, really -- but upon seeing that team Tranquility had taken over the library, his curiosity was piqued. What are they intending to do? Tea and cocoa, card games and crafting, and apparently Henry is giving massages. He never would have guessed. He approaches with a warm smile, at once fond and curious. ]

Why, Henry. What other skills do you have that I don't know about?

[hotspurred]

[Henry is, on the whole, not a particularly cheerful person. But when Pell approaches he smiles back without hesitation.]

Few come to mind; fewer still of use. Tranquility is strange quarry to find myself in pursuit of.

[pellameno]

[ He stops just in front of Henry's setup, looking it over. He doesn't know how to massage himself, but it's the sort of thing he'd like to learn -- for patients as well as pleasure. ]

Few of use for this, maybe. But I'm curious; how did you learn? It's not the sort of thing I'd associate with a soldier.

Re: Massage

[saltrock_imp]

[Flick liked Tranquility. He was in fact the only God here he did like. Flick wasn't even sure he liked Hope. Hope was....meddlesome, where as Flick just wanted to be left alone. And if truth be told, he needed more work in being tranquil. He had baked some cookies and had set them up by the hot chocolate for anyone wanting to relax and refresh themselves.

He knew his own love(was it strange, using that word? Would he dare admit that what he felt toward Ulaume was love? What a human emotion) was on Fear's team, but that didn't mean that they all couldn't stop by for refreshments. As long as no one stirred up any trouble. Here's to hoping? He went up to Henry where he'd been massaging others, taking a brief break from his meditation.]

Do you think you could teach me?

[hotspurred]

[The moment he'd first seen Flick, Henry knew him for one of Pell's friends. That same fey androgyny made it obvious. Much to his fortune it was also the one Wraeththu Pell had described as an excellent cook.

Which means that Henry has every reason to accommodate the sudden request.]

Flick. [He says in greeting first.] Certainly.

[Henry gestures to the chair before him, encouraging Flick to sit as he considers how best to demonstrate.]

[mismanagement]

I see you are keeping busy.

[Maketh offers Henry a faint smile. Of all the gods, she supposes Tranquility is the least offensive. He hasn't yet caused true harm - though she suspects that will not last - and it is better, she supposes, to serve his interests instead of Rage or Fear's. For her part, Maketh has burned the token Sorrow left her with and is attempting - with some reluctance - to be cheerful just to spite him.

It's a bit harder than she anticipated.]

[hotspurred]

And yet we would bestow the opposite.

[Henry smiles at Maketh in return and pats the seat before him insistently. If anyone should be pampered, it is her.]

The thought of Fear, Rage, Sorrow or Confusion in the ascendant... leaving all prospect of balance to chance seemed folly.

[mismanagement]

[Well. It can't hurt, can it? Right?

Maketh clears her throat and sits gingerly.]

You--have a point. I would not serve Sorrow, much as he wished me to.

[She pauses.]

I'm afraid I have never done this before.

[dylinquent]

( Hey, knight dude. She knows nothing about you, but Dylan is here to check things out.

And see if she can't gather a little more energy for Rage. )

So, uh, what'cha got here?

( Casual as anything, hands in jean pockets. Tell her more )

[hotspurred]

[Since Henry does not recognise the young woman who approaches, he assumes she must be one of the newcomers. He takes her casualness at face value. They've had curious people idly popping into the library all day.]

Massage.

[He answers matter-of-factly.]

[dylinquent]

( Well, it is. Mostly. There might be a little sabotage but who hasn't done that once in a while? )

Yeah? ( She's had a couple of those in her life. #Blakefamilyprivileges. ) Guess everyone's so stressed around here. ( She sure is.

There's a moment's pause and Dylan rocks on the balls of her feet. )

Alright. I wanna see how good you are.

( She's gonna just take a seat. )

and eh why not

[dedikated]

( Kate's been mostly ignoring this event, or at least in contributing to it. While Hope's not the worst of emotions to inspire, she has no idea how to do such a thing, and even if she did, the clinic's so drastically understaffed that she couldn't really find the time to dedicate to it.

And it's because of the staffing that Kate finds herself checking out Team Tranquility's offerings at such an odd hour, a piece of fruit scavenged from the orchard in hand, half eaten. )

Got oil?

( Aren't those important for massages? Relaxing ones, at least? )

[hotspurred]

[Henry glances to Kate at the sound of her voice, and half-smiles in greeting.]

There is no need without skin to skin contact.

[While bare skin and oil may get the best results, the awkwardness of that in a public space would without a doubt hinder their ultimate goal of tranquility.

But since he's curious about how her knowledge compares to what he knows:]

What kind would you recommend?

Massage

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin stops into the library after his shift is over, as he sometimes does, just to experience a moment of quiet in which to collect his thoughts and write his Guard reports. But today, to his amazement, the place is OCCUPIED, and with a very strange set of activities occurring, especially for a library. He sees Harry Percy and walks over to him, looking extremely puzzled. ]

. . . What is all this??

[ Harry is standing near a strange-looking contraption, the massage table. And nearby there are heaps of pillows and tables with refreshments and other evidence of this rather useless place being taken over by. . . tranquil people??? In Hadriel??????? OH WAIT, THERE IS A TEAM EVENT HAPPENING. And Curufin is on Team Sorrow. Still, he's off duty, and. . . what the hell. Why not. ]

[hotspurred]

[Henry tilts his head as he takes in Curufin's obvious puzzlement.]

This is the offering from those of us whom Tranquility chose. [A beat.] Massage, for my part.