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Entry tags:
- alphys,
- andrea quill,
- asgore dreemurr,
- beth washington,
- chara,
- chris,
- curufin,
- danse,
- dr. lee rosen,
- dylan blake,
- flick,
- henry percy,
- ikaruga,
- jacob frye,
- jade ellsworth,
- jill valentine,
- kate galloway,
- l lawliet,
- maketh tua,
- marian tenebris,
- ned wynert,
- nick valentine,
- pell,
- ray shin fang,
- rey,
- sans,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- shuuya kano,
- the war doctor,
- turing webber,
- yehudit/ravine
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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 onlyHope 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.]
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
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.]
Security + Clean-up + Tea & Hot Chocolate
Occasionally you might see Danse around picking up leftover cups to be washed and put back on the rack. He can also be seen checking the flasks and refilling the drinks every now and then when they run low. But mostly, he's around as part of the security presence; he'll be lingering at the lobby close to the entrance, keeping a watchful eye on everyone else.]
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This, by itself, shouldn't be a problem. It's not a crime for people to enjoy a nice hot beverage. In fact, it should be flattering that he's not only drank the chocolate, but a cup of coffee and tea, even if they won't mix well later.
It should be a crime for how many cups Jacob has left littered at the table he's sitting at. He's taken up two chairs, leaning back in one and using the other as a footrest. A cup of coffee is left steaming, unfinished and abandoned, while there's an two overturned cups of chocolate, one beside it and another on the floor. The most recent one-- the tea-- has been set teetering at the edge.
Jacob is not here to be tranquil. He is here to disrupt it. And he's staring directly at Danse the entire time. Watching. Waiting.]
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And of course. It looks like he's selected Danse to be his next victim. Danse groans inwardly and has to resist the impulse to facepalm, wondering what is it about him being surrounded by these arrogant, mouthy types.
Danse could very well continue to ignore him. It's a tactic he used well when MacCready pushed him too much; just walk away and let the insults and taunts roll off his back. But unlike MacCready, this man doesn't seem the type to give up as easily. He'll probably knock the cup of tea off the table next in some immature attempt to rile Danse up, and then maybe the cup of coffee.
Danse could turn this into a battle of wills, of which he was still quite certain of his ability to ignore this individual. But what about everyone else? Who knows how far this guy will go to get Danse's attention.
So fine. Danse cleans up one last table, washes the mugs and places them on the drying rack. With that done, there's nothing left but to go see what this young man wants of him, and whether Danse can hopefully get him to leave. Careful to keep his expression as neutral as possible (his experiences with Deacon, MacCready and Hancock had taught him that the angrier he looked, the more those three enjoyed their pranks and teasing), and approached the stranger.]
You've been staring at me for the past few minutes. Is something wrong?
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And he has more determination than all of them combined. He waits patiently, and when he sees Danse finally approaching, he places a finger at the rim of his tea's cup. He ensuring it wouldn't tip over just yet... and also halting any attempt to save it were he to let go.
He likes keeping things on edge. Both with the hostage beverage, and this man.] You just don't strike me as the type to be... peacefully keeping the peace, stranger. It's odd. Did you make these drinks yourself?
IT BEGINS
His gaze flicks to the cup of tea. Brewing tea isn't a difficult science, but Danse had to search through the shops in Hadriel to locate the tea in the first place. And he really, really hates waste. Clearly, this man did not share that value. Danse knows he's being tested, that this man will push and push and push just to see him lose his temper.
When that happens, Danse knows he'll have lost.
He owes it to Tranquility, to the rest of his team mates, and to the rest of Hadriel (because god forbid if any of the negative emotions win) to try and win this stupid competition.]
Between all the gods out there, I'd rather the more friendly ones win this competition. And yes, I made those drinks.
[The drinks that Jacob is wasting!!! But no. No getting upset or angry over spilled tea and hot chocolate.]
HE'LL WISH MACCREADY WAS HERE
He hooks his finger so the tea is slanted in its cup, dangling over the side of the table with only Jacob to keep it from its untimely fate. The worst of it? He stares directly into Danse's eyes this whole time.]
Did you find... cleaning supplies, on the way?
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Honestly, he's not going to look at the cup. He's not going to rise to that bait. He's just going to meet Jacob's challenging stare with a calm, determined one of his own.]
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[He carries on as if this were still his failed plan. In reality, Jacob "missteps" in his friendly approach, "tripping" over his own feet and sending the full cup warm tea sailing straight into Danse's shirt.
For an accident, Jacob finds his footing rather miraculously. For an accident, his responses is too quick. But in hindsight, the tea wasn't so bad. He should have went for the coffee.] And... spare clothes?
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It's a terrible thing, to have your own work thrown back in your face. Or, in this case, thrown onto his clothes. Danse just about manages to catch the mug before it smashes on the ground. And although he wants to allow himself to even just set it down on the table hard, he refrains. After all, he did not go through months and months of initiate training without taking his fair share of harsh, unfair and mocking criticism. But there are cracks in his facade. His free hand is curled into a clenched fist, and a flash of anger in his eyes. Even that damn ghoul mayor has never disrespected him in this manner.
Think of the team, Danse. He cannot afford to let the rest down. The idea to work together was his, and he cannot allow himself to disturb the peace that everyone else was working hard to maintain. His tone is angry, but he refrains from snapping, keeping his voice low.] ...no. I'll have to go home and change.
[Maybe, if he's lucky (or unlucky, god knows which one it'll be), this asshole will follow him out and continue to goad him. At least then the library will be spared of his presence. And if he decides to stay? Then good luck, Henry and Ikaruga. Danse turns around and begins to walk out, setting the mug on a separate table for him to wash later.]
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Asgore naturally gravitates over to the hot beverages when he enters. He can be seen comparing the different tea flavors available before selecting one. It seems he's just interested in drinking tea and taking a knitting class today, but he smiles when he passes by Danse.]
Good afternoon, Mr. Danse.
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Oh. The king's smiling at him and greeting him politely. Hmm. Well, no point in stirring up an unhappy and unpleasant environment for the both of them.]
Dreemurr. [Danse greets back, equally cordial.] Do you need a run-down of the services offered here?
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Thank you, but I don't believe so. I have only come to take a break from this competition for a while, and perhaps a knitting class as well. I hope this tournament has not treated you poorly?
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I'm pleasantly surprised that no one has tried to disrupt the peace in the library yet. [
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[He sips his tea, not apparently ruffled to support a god not his patron. Or maybe he is with Tranquility? He's not wearing a visible bracelet.]
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I'd rather Tranquillity, Delight or Hope wins this competition than any of the other four. [Danse replies, matter-of-fact.] Tranquillity isn't going to stick his neck out for us, but at least he's expressed his intentions to keep us comfortable here. Causing trouble is the last thing he'd want to do.
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[Tranquility and all.]
I have heard that there is a god of Love to come soon, as well?
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[Danse fights back a bitter smile. Love. He could really, really do without Love and heartbreak, thanks.]
Tranquillity seems to think she's harmless. I can only hope this isn't another case of him having a completely different understanding of what counts as "harmless" to the rest of us.
[He's not filled with much hope about it though. Tranquillity is the guy who seems quite clueless about by the kind of suffering people were going through. Or maybe he does know, but he just isn't willing to get involved.]
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Muahahahahaha
And thus Danse will be approached by the tiniest of robots.)
"Excuse me sir, but would you like some assistance?"
AW YIIISSS
There's a twitch at the corner of his mouth. A flash of anger and disgust in his eyes. But he can do this. He can be a good team mate and not mess things up for the rest of Team Tranquility.
He can be civil to a robot.]
That will not be necessary. [Danse responds. The contempt that should be there is just itching at the back of his throat, but Danse reigns it in, trying his best to keep his tone as neutral as possible. Go for no emotions, since, being the honest fellow that he is, being nice and friendly to any kind of robotic being that tries to be sentient is like lying to himself. He doesn't want to give this thing the impression that it'll get a warm reception once this competition is over either.]
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Plus while it's probably smart to assume sentience... they haven't actually done anything beyond the capabilities of an ordinary robot. Yet.)
Oh, okay! (They don't seem at all phased by any of this. Did they even notice the look in his eyes? ...Probably not. The little robot grins at him.)
I am Turing.
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If you'd like to help, you could find someone else around here. You shouldn't even be helping out in the first place. [You shouldn't even be here lingers on the tip of his tongue, but no.]
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"Oh... sorry." (They're just gonna wander off now.)
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Urgh. He hates this emotion competition, because it means he actually has to make sure that even the robot doesn't give points to Sorrow. Danse takes another deep breath and follows after the machine.]
You misunderstand me. You're not unwanted here. It's just that you're supposed to be enjoying the services we've set out here. It's not right for us to rely on you for help.
Hahahahaha I don't feel sorry for Danse at all
"Oh! I misunderstood. Thank you for clarifying for me." (They grin at him. See, that wasn't that hard, was it? They don't even try to hug him. Because yes, that is a real risk with this one.)
he has no one but himself to blame!
Hug him and you will die, Turing.Danse doesn't smile back, but he nods at the little robot.]Go rest. If you have the necessary receptors for taste, sample the coffee. The young man over there can provide you some. Miss Anne offers knitting classes, and if you head over there, you'll find Rosen Lee. He brought his harp, and can play you a tune to relax.
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