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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

[manofmettle]

Liquor...[Danse pauses, trying best to think how he can phrase this.]...it can help. When dealing with stress. Your mixed beverage certainly had that effect on me.

In moderation, it has its benefits. [Key word being "in moderation." Danse knows he'll never go back to those old days again. It's a miracle he didn't end up an alcoholic.]

[trainspotter]

Well, take it easy on the Irish coffee. I've never seen a man get so excited about a little whiskey before.

[He, on the other hand, will have some more.]

[manofmettle]

It's not the whiskey. There's not enough of that in here for it to be the dominant taste.

[He feels the need to protect his image, OK. Danse takes another sip, trying to puzzle out what exactly about the drink has him so giddy.] It's likely the combination of the whiskey, coffee sugar and cream. It's sweet, but not excessively. With just enough whiskey for a kick, but not enough to overpower the taste of the other ingredients.

Did you work as a bartender before you arrived here?

[trainspotter]

[Ned takes this explanation with a raised eyebrow, since Danse probably didn't need to defend himself so insistently... He tips his head in a little nod, as if to say thanks. He sure is great at whiskey.

But,] Not even on the side. I'm a businessman, you know— import-export, keeping the wheels turning and so on. Keeps bread on the table.

[manofmettle]

[Sorry Ned. He's just on edge after a long day of dealing with immature people testing his patience.] I don't know, actually. [Danse sits up a little straighter, his curiosity piqued.]

What kind of products did you bring into and out of the country? If you don't mind me asking.

[trainspotter]

[Nobody here is in business... it's so lonely. He cants his head to one side with a thoughtful hum.]

Nothing too interesting, usually: grains, other foods, the occasional shipment of booze... Even more rarely the finer things in life, like art. We're a very multi-faceted shipping company.

[manofmettle]

That's certainly quite the variety.

[All of that is plenty interesting to someone who's fascinated by anything that could be pre-War. Since the man has whiskey and an American accent, Danse is kind of assuming that Ned might be from a place similar to his world.]

What countries did you do business with? Did you get to travel often?

[trainspotter]

Well—we're kind of an in-house business. Cities, not countries. Ever been to London?

[It's worth asking... It is the Greatest City in the World, so.]

[manofmettle]

[Now that gets Danse's rapt attention.] No, I haven't. [Nuclear bombs and the fall of civilization tend to put a dent on any holiday plans.]

What kind of city is London? [He wonders what year it is for Ned. Could be pre-war, though maybe it could be a world where the war never happened.]

[trainspotter]

[Oh boy, his second... maybe third favorite topic ever!! He perks up a little, apparently very eager to talk about London.]

Big and beautiful, for starters. You can find anything and anyone in London, and there's no shortage of things to keep idle hands busy with. Some people complain about the rain, but when the fog rolls in and the sunrise hits the city just right... the place is heavenly.

[manofmettle]

[And Danse is equally eager to hear more about Ned's London.] The term 'melting pot' has been used to describe London's diversity, with disparate cultures, religions and communities living side by side in the city.

I've read about the transit system and infrastructure in London as well. One of the world's famous railway networks, serving the city and the areas around it.

[trainspotter]

[Well he is going to hear a lot about trains, now. The best thing— perhaps Ned's number one thing of all.]

The finest transportation in the world! The locomotive puts road and sea travel to shame, easily, every time. And with what I've been hearing lately about the internal combustion engine, it's only a matter of time before the importance of the rails climbs even higher...

[Not really, but that's his 1868 assumption; replacing horses sounds nice and all but surely putting one of those babies in a train would be even smarter.]

I know nothing about trains or engines, so I'm sorry if I get the facts wrong OTL

[manofmettle]

The internal combustion engine?

[Danse repeats, clearly out of his depth with all this talk about trains and engines. It's all still very fascinating to him; apart from ventibirds, there are no more working motorized vehicles in his time. He's scrapped and salvaged what he could from the abandoned, rusting cars scattered around the Wasteland, so he has seen the mechanical insides of a car. It wouldn't be completely far-fetched for him to assume that the ventibirds would have a somewhat similar engine, but more advanced and better suited for air travel.

But the fact that Ned mentioned sea travel but not by air is telling, and he's starting to get an idea about exactly when Ned is coming from.]

[trainspotter]

The—yeah, that's the one. I've seen one with my own two eyes, but I couldn't really tell you how it works.

[He shrugs; he's not an engineer. He's just seen an engine sitting in a crate and thought it was impressive...] It must be something else, if they're talking about replacing horses with 'em.

[manofmettle]

Horses--

[Well. This is awkward. Danse glances down at his drink, hands wrapped around the warm mug. How does he go about this...? He looks back up at Ned and tries, cautiously, to explain that technology has gone so much further ahead than coal and horses.]

We're talking about two completely different railways. I don't know how further back you are, but by the 20th century London has developed an underground railway rapid transit system that covers most of Greater London and stretches out to further districts surrounding the city.

[trainspotter]

[This is probably the most interesting thing Ned has ever heard in his entire life. His eyebrows go up, intrigued, the second he hears there are different railways involved, and he leans forward on his elbow to hear more.]

Underground? No kidding? That's genius, gotta say... What else do you know about it?

[manofmettle]

Not much else, I'm afraid. The Underground or the Tube, as colloquially known, was the preferred mode of public transportation around the city. It also ran on diesel fuel rather than coal, which is what I suspect was used in your time.

[And then there was a massive war that led to the disintegration of his world's version of the EU, and god only knows what's left of London at this point. Ned might notice all the past tense being used here.]

[trainspotter]

The Tube, [he is grinning. This is great. He's just learned about subways and now he wants five of them.] Brilliant.

[If he notices the past tense, he doesn't comment on it - so far almost everyone's been from the future comparatively, anyway, so it doesn't really register anymore. Underground trains, on the other hand...] That must've taken years to build. Maybe I'll get outta here and see it myself, if I live long enough.