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MINI-EVENT: CODA - IC EVENT LOG

Mini-Event - Coda

Mid-April, you receive two formal invitations. They arrive separately in two distinct envelopes and do not appear to be precisely related.
◎ The first is from Solvunn, signed and sealed by the Solvunn Council. It informs the reader that on April 18th, Josselyn Creed's fate will be publicly carried out according to Solvunn's traditions with the Old Gods. The location is in neutral territory, a safe distance from the Singularity's crater. The Council expresses deep regret for the actions of one of their own and invites you to attend as an observer if you wish to find closure. Portals are provided. The proceedings will be in the morning.

◎ The second is from your respective faction. The letter is less solemn and invites you to attend a weekend gala on April 21st - 23rd. It acknowledges that recent times have been difficult and that faction officials and locals wish to repay the Summoned for their contributions. Portals to each location are provided.
Divine Judgment
In the weeks leading up to Josselyn Creed's execution, many of you were allowed to question Josselyn. Now that you've received the answers you're seeking - as much as you were able to - officials have granted you the chance to gain some closure and witness her execution.

The factions will warn the Summoned that Solvunn does not take angering the Gods lightly. Her death will not be quick and will likely be sacrificial. They advise anyone who may not have the stomach for it to remain home and enjoy the festivities at the end of the week.

Attending her execution is optional and open to all. New arrivals are welcome to watch...though they may not want to. All characters may skip this portion of the event.

Participants of Event #12 are still welcome to speak to Josselyn. This section will close on April 30th.
Last Rites
CW: Disturbing imagery, animal death, ritualistic sacrifice, body horror.

So that all can attend, Solvunn will perform Josselyn's last rites in neutral territory. Anyone who attended the Peace Summit last year will recognize the area, though the colorful tents are gone. In their place are some plain stone benches and a temporary altar. Thick mists roll into the valley, bringing a chill to the air. As you arrive, you see Solvunn mages instructing volunteers to right certain stones as the last touches are added. Present to represent the other two factions are Jolene Sybell of Thorne and Reva Hym of the Free Cities.

The stones are arranged in spiraling circles, with twelve arches that span them. Carved into the ground beneath the arches are each of the Major Arcana. Find your matching Arcana and leave an offering if you want. You're told the gesture will appease the gods and ensure the "cleansing" is successful.

The Moon, Josselyn Creed's Arcana, has been carved into the center stone. If you share her Arcana or are The Emperor or Justice, Solvunn mages will approach and ask you to write your name in charcoal into the stone. If you bear any of the other signs, you can also do so, but you won't be asked directly.
Preparation
Soon, a hush falls over the crowd as Isar Hart comes forward with a black sheep in tow. Several Solvunn Elders flank the sheep as it's placed before the altar. They paint large winding lines and runes on its wool and face. Winifred Bordeaux turns to the crowd. She states that the wrongs born of the commune are always made right by Solvunn's hands and seeks forgiveness. The gods may cast judgment as they see fit.

Mages begin a haunting chant in an ancient tongue. With a large bone knife, Winifred kneels next to the sheep and slices its throat. As warm blood flows over the ground, it fills each etched Arcana sigil. The sigils glow a faint red upon contact, and the grass around them withers and blackens. Once fully drained, the Elders carefully skin the sheep. Its organs are placed in jars as it is hollowed out. With the skin removed, the Elders lay it on the altar and declare that those who stray from the gods must be brought back into the fold.

One of the stones vibrates, releasing Josselyn Creed into the hands of waiting Elders. As she's dragged to the altar's center, she decries Solvunn for being blind, accusing them of turning away from the truth. The old ways have long stopped serving them, she declares. The Old Gods are no longer listening.
Penance
Holding her in place, Rowan March places the skin of the black sheep upon her. The wool stretches outward to envelop her limbs, covering every part of her in the pelt and muffling her shouts. As each bone bends and snaps loudly in the silence to take the form of a sheep, her body collapses with anguished cries. Finally, a mass of quivering wool and human sinew is left, the sheep's face ajar on her broken skull.

The chanting reaches a crescendo, then stops abruptly. The mist thickens, swirling towards the altar. Your surroundings darken. From the gloom comes a massive bird-like silhouette. Its enormous wings shadow the sky, blocking out the sun. Though the figure's form is obscured, the dozens of vultures that descend are visible - and so is the feast that ensues.

Through the fog and shadow, you glimpse blood and flesh tearing. Slowly, the mist begins to clear as each bird takes its fill. The silhouette above withdraws. What remains before you is a pile of bones picked clean...and the recognizable head of Josselyn Creed beneath the sheep's mask, the only part of her uneaten.
Immolation
The Council allows all in attendance to confirm Josselyn's identity and her fate, ensuring that the factions and the Summoned are satisfied with the outcome. A ritual fire lights up on the altar. Her head is placed in first by one of the Elders.

The rest of her bones are in the sheepskin. No blood or flesh remains. The pelt is startlingly clean for such a gory display. You're invited to paint your Arcana on a bone and place the bone into the fire as a gesture to the gods that you've accepted the punishment they chose for her.

The atmosphere is solemn. Winifred offers her thanks on behalf of the Council for allowing Solvunn to make amends for Josseyn's misdeeds. They deeply regret this was necessary but promise they'll take steps to ensure it never happens again.

A few remain to watch her bones finish burning. You may join them if you like or return home at once. A harsh silence fills the ceremonial grounds as you step through the portal.

Weekend Gala
Several days after the execution, the cities prepare for the feast and gala. On the day of, portals will open up in the main hub of each city: Castle Thorne in Thorne, the Primary Settlement in Solvunn, and Cadens in the Free Cities.

You're welcome to arrive on the first day or skip the speeches and arrive on the second day for the main dinner and event. Everyone will be sent home on the third day (April 23rd), though the factions would be happy if you'd like to volunteer to clean up and take down decorations before you go. Not to worry if you'd rather go home - they have plenty of staff and locals for the job.

Each city will provide a place for you to stay for the weekend. They'll choose their best inns for you, except Solvunn. Solvunn will offer a comfortable communal tent for all attendees to share.
Thorne (Hayle)
The first evening, the King and Queen will gather guests into a grand hall at Hayle University. The King formally welcomes and expresses Thorne's gratitude for everyone's safe return. He heralds the Summoned and those involved in the terrible incident for their fortitude and bravery. The Queen follows afterward, adding that she is glad justice has been served and that they can be assured Josselyn Creed can never harm anyone again. She acknowledges the formation of the Summoned Conclave and promises Thorne will always serve those who are steadfast in their loyalty.

In a rare moment, Ambrose Rhett and the Duchess, Anastasia Rhett, can be spotted standing side by side in the background. Jolene Sybell is also present. Ambrose, however, will not be seen past the welcoming speech, returning to the Castle after.
Gifts
As a resident of Thorne, you'll receive a gift bag containing:
◎ A sweet dream potion that grants the user happy dreams and a good night's sleep. A basic spell, these potions were made by schoolchildren in Hayle as a thank-you gift for the Summoned. The custom label on each bottle has your name handwritten and decorated by the kids. If you're known around the Castle, it might contain a drawing that represents your reputation - for example, a flower if you have a green thumb. They've been told a bit about the Summoned by officials and their teachers.

◎ A jade turtle that, when placed in a bowl or pool of water, is enchanted to swim around. A novel decorative piece that calls back to the giant sea turtle which came to aid you and your friends on Thorne's shores.

◎ A soothing galaxy orb that displays the starry night sky within. When placed in front of some light, it'll cast a pretty sparkle over your surroundings.
Surroundings
Located far north, Hayle is most famous for its beautiful crystalline architecture. The weather is warmer now that spring has arrived, but relatively cool with temperatures dipping at night. Vast mountains are in the distance for a breathtaking view.

Hayle bustles with vibrant energy and a diverse population. Where Castle Thorne closely follows the formal traditions of the nobility and traditional Academic Magic, Hayle is trendier with innovative spellwork, the newest designs in fashion, and a vast library of knowledge.
◎ Arcana Deck Exhibit
Expensive custom-crafted Arcana decks are under glass cases like fine jewels. One notable attraction is an exhibit displaying one-of-a-kind decks designed by famous artists or enchanted by renowned mages in Thorne's history. Some boast intricately painted designs and real gold, while others use precious gems embedded in the cards themselves. One preserved deck is carved entirely on pinewood.

◎ Boutiques
Boutiques sell tailored clothes and fine jewelry that include Arcana-inspired accessories. Luxury magical tools are also available such as gold scales for weighing potion ingredients. Some bookshops specialize in signed or antique copies. The contents are nothing special, but editions are considered collectibles. Though most aren't for sale except to the wealthiest individuals, you're free to look.

◎ Makeover & Performers
Street performers occupy every corner around Hayle: stories told through illusions, musician-less instruments, and juggling acts that incorporate impressive balls of colorful light. You can get your portrait drawn by an enchanted paintbrush or volunteer for one of the illusionists to give you a temporary "makeover." The makeover will grant you one or more features of your choosing that will last 24 hours: a new hair or eye color (including unnatural shades!), translucent illusory wings (they won't get in the way), or decorative nails.

Personal shopping and styling assistance is also offered by Lenore and Natasha Romanoff.
Banquet
The banquet takes place on the second evening, held in Hayle University's finest ballroom. Decorations are delicate and elegant. The chandelier above drips with crystals and gold.

Although you'll have an assigned seat to start with, there's no need to stay where you are. Guests are encouraged to mingle and wander around. Make friends, meet new people, and introduce yourselves!
◎ Food & Drink
A formal multi-course dinner will be served throughout the night. The wine flows freely and food is abundant. Thorne is known for its exquisite cuisine, and Hayle is no different. With the harsh winter over and farmlands slowly recovering from the attack last summer, the nation is no longer struggling as much with supplies. Dishes include stuffed duck, delicate fish, rare nutty cheeses, soup, and plenty of cakes and biscuits.

◎ Entertainment
Formal entertainment involves music, dancing, and magic shows. You're welcome to take the stage yourself, of course! If you're not good at what you do, the citizens won't boo you off the stage, but you'll feel an awkward atmosphere begin to build, and word might spread about your act. The nobility in Thorne has exacting standards and a penchant for gossip.

Musical performances include original compositions on the violin and piano by Lestat de Lioncourt and elvish songs by Elrond, while Lord John Grey will recite some poetry and music. Magical displays include illusory lights featuring the Arcana signs by Istredd, flashy divination magicks channeled through a tarot deck by Urianger, and a light-based display of intricate mandalas Stephen Strange - whose third eye may be glimpsed beneath his hood when he casts his Eldritch magic.

◎ Night's End
The banquet runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. A carriage will be waiting to take you back to your inn. You can stay for one last social breakfast in the morning before returning to Castle Thorne through the portal.
Free Cities (Libertas)
The first evening, the Prime Minister will gather guests by the mosaic sculpture in the Willow Memorial Park. Prime Minister Marlo expresses her gratitude for everyone's safe return and apologizes for the atrocities that occurred under her watch. The bravery and fortitude of those involved will be remembered. Fortunately, justice has found those responsible, and the city can begin to march forward. She acknowledges the formation of the Summoned Conclave, promising that her government will make sure nothing like this ever happens again to its people. The Summoned are, of course, people of the Free Cities regardless of where they came from.

Quilleth Kaur takes the stand afterward, addressing the tragedy that struck Libertas not long ago and personally thanking the Summoned for their help in rescuing survivors and rebuilding the city. This includes the construction of the park itself, led by two of the Free Cities' longest Summoned residents. She bids everyone to enjoy the festivities. They deserve to relax and feast after a harrowing experience.
Gifts
As a resident of the Free Cities, you'll receive a gift basket containing:
Tickets to a special comeback show by one of Libertas' most famous acrobatic troupes - their first since the city's destruction. The envelope includes a letter which addresses you by name and thanks you for your help. If you've made an impression on the citizens of Libertas, the letter will mention noteworthy things you've contributed, such as volunteer efforts or donations. The tickets grant you the best seats in the house and a free drink during intermission. Performances are held throughout April and May, so you'll have plenty of time to attend.

◎ A kazoo, best used to annoy your friends or heckle anyone you find disagreeable, though beware that the people of Libertas won't hesitate to brawl on the street over insults.

◎ Luxurious bath crystal balls that fizzle and give the water a beautiful shimmer. Infused with medicinal properties, they'll alleviate aching muscles and lingering pains.
Surroundings
Located far south, Libertas is most famous for its subversive attitude and colorful architecture. With winter on the way out, the weather is warm but not scorching hot as it can be in the summer. Rare spring rains have caused flowers to bloom and sprout around the desert.

Libertas is diverse and lax in social norms. Where Cadens boasts the best research and technology, Libertas' focus is on advancements in free thought, art, and knowledge. Following the art walk not long ago and the long-term portal to Libertas, some of these attitudes have filtered into Cadens.
◎ Artist Alleys
The collapse of the city's buildings has caused street art to greatly flourish. Winding alleyways between homes and shops contain paintings, written poetry on the walls, and musical performances. Sculptor Axn Kade, famous for his pieces made of reclaimed metal and his activism for mining safety, has added a new sculpture to the city's streets. The plaque contains a dedication to the Summoned who helped clean up the mining equipment a few months ago, having used the scrap metal gathered during that process.

◎ Gambling Halls & Brews
Rejecting government oversight, Libertas is home to several gambling halls of all types. If you have the money, you're sure to find a spot to suit you. Beware of loan sharks and play at your own risk. Taverns around Libertas are rowdy. They often have an open floor for art performances, poetry readings, and philosophical debates. Always open to new ideas, many places in Libertas host tastings for brews created using innovative flavors and techniques.

◎ Market Square
Though not as large as Aquila's market, the Libertas market square is still a sprawling maze. Anyone with something to sell will have squeezed a table or a stall into the area. Enterprising merchants will give you a demonstration of some of their products, most powered by New Magic: a comb that changes your hair color upon use, eye drops that give your irises an enchanting colorful glow, and disposable crystal accessories that take on the illusion of precious jewels for a short period - invented to undermine the value of gems. Any changes to your appearance are temporary, lasting 24 hours.

Before the feast, simple dance lessons are available from Caitlyn Kiramman.
Garden Feast
The feast takes place on the second evening, held at the Willow Memorial Park. Glowing orbs of light have been hung from the willow trees while vases made by a local potter feature flowers from the park's wildflower meadows. More details about the park are available under Locales for Libertas.

Provided by Viktor (and Jayce Talis), the center of the garden contains a revolving armillary sphere modeled after the astronomy of Abraxas, casting an atmospheric starry light over the area.

To start with, you'll pull your table number from a hat to receive your "assigned" seat, but there's no need to stay there all night. Guests are encouraged to mingle and wander around. Make friends, meet new people, and introduce yourselves!
◎ Food & Drink
An eclectic array of dishes line a large table at the park's center. Help yourself to what you like in any order. No one will bother you if you start with dessert! Wine, ales, and hard liquors are as plentiful as the food. Dishes include grilled fish and pork, dips and spreads, puddings, sweetbread, cakes, and seasonal fruits common to the desert climate, such as figs and oranges.

◎ Entertainment
Formal entertainment involves music, dancing, and poetry. Artists have been invited to unveil new pieces or showcase old favorites. You're welcome to take the stage yourself, of course! Performers won't be judged on talent so much as passion. As long as you're creative and genuinely enjoy your craft, you'll have the support of the locals.

Jaskier will put on a lute performance, including a ballad of Spyndlveiss containing themes related to the recent disappearances. Diana Prince will recite a short portion of The Iliad, in both Ancient Greek and common. A "blade dancing" display using a painted stave by Obi-wan Kenobi will take place, as well. Finally, Hilda Goneril will draw and paint quick "fashion sketches" to commemorate everyone's style - available to both small groups and individuals.

◎ Night's End
The feast runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. A wagon is available to bring you back to your inn, but most locals prefer to walk, creating a drunken parade of people through the streets while singing cheerfully. You can stay for one last social breakfast in the morning before returning to Cadens through the portal.
Solvunn (Primary Settlement)
The first evening, the two remaining members of the Council, along with Isar Hart, address the gathered, apologizing for the sheep who strayed from their flock. They're especially disappointed with the heretical actions of a trusted community member, whose name they will no longer acknowledge. The gods have cast their judgment, and now the community can come together to heal. The Council promises the newly formed Summoned Conclave that they are vital members of the commune and that Solvunn is here to aid them in whatever they need.

Isar Hart reiterates that his position on the Council is temporary until the seat can be filled, though the Council does not give a date for when this might occur.
Gifts
As a member of the Solvunn Commune, you'll receive a gift bag containing:
◎ A clay mug, handmade by children in the settlements. Each mug is customized for the individual based on what the children have managed to learn about you, painted with what they believe to be your favorite colors, flowers, patterns, or animals. How accurate the kids are about you varies depending on your interactions with them, but they've tried their best. The bottom of the mug is signed by the child who made it for you. If you run into them afterward, they might ask if you like your mug.

◎ Thick and comfortable knitted socks made from the wool of Isar Hart's sheep farm.

◎ A few sachets of herbal teas to help you get a good night's rest and restore your energy. A small thank-you note accompanies the teas, signed by Lorelai and Esmond, who are grateful for the chance to return home.
Surroundings
The southernmost of the settlements, the Secondary Settlement boasts vast sprawling farmlands and a beautiful shoreline overlooking the ocean. Skies are sunny and clear throughout the gathering. Wildflowers bloom across the flat plains, orchards are starting to bear fruit, and fish are plentiful once more.

The Secondary Settlement is sparsely populated but maintains a tight-knit community. Where the Primary Settlement is a hub for schooling, craftspeople, and artisans, the Secondary Settlement is focused on agriculture and livestock: sheep, goats, horses, and fields of crops fill the area. Many families take pride in supplying the commune with produce and materials like wool, eggs, milk, and grains.
◎ Farms & Livestock
Farms are open with fences solely to keep out any predators or pests. You're free to visit the fields and orchards. Pick apricots and cherries, pet the sheep, play with the baby goats, and gather eggs for the evening's potluck. Isar Hart will be pleased to show you his prized black sheep, whose majestic horns are greatly admired. Smaller gardens filled with flowers and herbs are also available to explore. If you'd like to put together bouquets for the evening or make flower wreaths to decorate, you can help yourself. Finally, you can fish to your heart's content in the nearby pond. Bring your catch to dinner!

◎ Shrines
After recent events, shrines around the Secondary Settlement are full of offerings to appease the gods and seek guidance. These offerings consist of animal bones, harvested fruit, and wine. You can add to the shrines if you like or simply visit them. Many shrines hum with magical energy and all previous signs of corruption over the past few weeks have faded. You can ask for blessings of health, luck, or abundance for yourself or others.

◎ Neighborly Help
Although Solvunn doesn't place much emphasis on extravagance, the evening's affair is an important one. They'd like to look their best. Members of the commune are all around the settlement to give you a hand to get ready. You can have someone style or braid your hair with ribbons, color it with natural dyes, or lend you some clothes and accessories if you don't have any. You can help them in return, as well. They're also happy to trade items with you.

Louis de Pointe du Lac will temporarily alter your clothes or appearance for the night using illusory magic.
Potluck
The potluck takes place on the second evening, held outdoors in one of the Secondary Settlement's spring meadows. Decorations are rustic and simple, consisting of fresh flowers and candles.

Mud-clay sculptures and masks are available from Nanaue, though they are not very sturdy. Nero will hand out colorful brochures.

There are no assigned seats. Tables and chairs are placed tightly together, along with natural seating created by tree stumps and boulders. You're encouraged to mingle and wander around. Though a sober hush lies over the gathering, the atmosphere is hopeful. The people of Solvunn look forward to better days.
◎ Food & Drink
Solvunn's potluck feast consists of dishes and drinks brought by everyone in the commune, including members of the Council. There are hearty stews and soups, freshly baked bread, butter churned that very morning, and a variety of Solvunn's famous goat cheeses. You're invited to contribute anything you like! Simply add your dish or dessert to the table. The centerpiece of the potluck is a pig roast. Mead and ale flow freely.

Wanda Maximoff will bring sečenica, propeć (both cheese and egg savory baked goods), and traditional fruit pies of plums, cherries, sugar, almonds, and vanilla sugar. Claire Fraser will provide a unique loose-leaf herbal tea blend.

◎ Entertainment
The people of Solvunn will sing, dance, and make music together. On occasion, there are pauses for someone to take the spotlight, but overall no one's center stage for long. Instruments are passed around, and guests are encouraged to join in. Due to recent events, many songs are subdued, speaking of honoring the gods. Later in the night, stories are exchanged around the campfires. One particular folktale is told by Rowan March about Spyndlveiss, a figure who captures wayward sheep on their way between the settlements. From these lost sheep, he makes sheepskin suits for hungry wolves to wear.

Eddie Munson will hold a lively musical performance.

◎ Night's End
The potluck runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. Large tents are nearby for you to rest and spend the night. In the morning, you can join in on the communal breakfast before returning through the portal to the Primary Settlement.



beautifullies: (peanυт вυттer and jelly ѕandwιcнeѕ.)

[personal profile] beautifullies 2023-04-21 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh no, I've never done this before, actually. But I thought it might be a good way to get to know others. That, and having the freedom to explore hobbies has been on the back burner for the last two decades or so. I've always loved botany, and I suppose it's helped me learn how to blend different dried plants.

[ She is a plant nerd to the max, would win trivia night if that was a thing. So, Michael's answer makes her smile because it's one that makes sense to her. And it has her adding red raspberry leaf and lemon peel. ]

I think for you, an iced tea blend would be best. Any opinion on that at all?

[ Some loathe iced tea, but to them, she says they have no idea what they're missing on a hot summer day. ]
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[personal profile] beautifullies 2023-04-21 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Claire is happy to see Louis, especially looking so much better than the last they saw one another. Her smile is broad and genuine and she notes the painting on his hand with a softer smile. ]

Keeping me on my toes, I see. I did think you would say the summer. But that's alright, I do like a challenge.

[ She already has something in mind to start; for a moment though, she forgets the tea and looks at him as a friend who cares. ]

How have you been, truly?
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[personal profile] iustise 2023-04-21 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Lord John is, by comparison, absolutely no wallflower himself. He supposes he must have had it bred out of him. Or drilled, he supposes, whether through the rigorous training in the army or the endless lessons in etiquette he has been through by the sheer nature of being the son of a Duke. Regardless, he has managed to find something to dress himself in reminiscent of his usual party attire, and true to form he is drawing several pairs of eyes on this evening. The poetry reading he had volunteered himself for had doubtless helped. He doesn't know the phrase 'fake it until you make it', being from the 18th century, but it definitely applies.

As is polite, he too is taking in the other performances, once he has exhausted his practiced repertoire of dictations. Pausing now upon this man and the shimmering display of magic he is putting on. Magic is still, on a major part, very new to Lord John. It's hard not to believe this is not all some sort of an elaborate parlor trick, as he knows (Knows) such displays to be back home.

He hangs back a little, not wishing to interrupt, and waiting until the display is over before he applauds the performer.

"You have a remarkable gift," he says, truly not understanding whether this was an impressive feat of magic or not. Certainly it was to him at any rate.
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[personal profile] blackeyedprince 2023-04-21 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Kell has to remind himself why he decided to attend the execution in the first place. He wanted the woman dead. He wanted for her to pay for what she did. To him, to other Summoned, but most of it, to all those helpless natives that nobody cared about. He did not expect the punishment would be so gruesome.
It's not just creepy, it's revolting. He visible flinches at each sound of bone breaking. It's nothing his own magic is not capable of - even if forbidden - but the sheep sacrifice and ritualistic nature of the whole affair skirts too close to what her and her minions where doing in the cave. The realization of those similarities makes Kell feel all the more uncomfortable. He regrets coming even before the birds appear.
But the birds do not disturb him as much as the silhouette of the ... entity? being? that calls them. It's one thing to deny the existence of the gods when they're only invoked by their believers. Kell can hardly question what he sees with his own eyes.

In his disgust and discomfort, Kell must have gravitated towards the first familiar person he recognizes in the crowd. He doesn't notice Jesper until the man speaks. The difference between them couldn't have been more jarring.

"I wouldn't exactly call that entertaining."
Edited (no day without edit) 2023-04-21 13:52 (UTC)
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[personal profile] iustise 2023-04-21 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lord John is no stranger to parties. Nor a stranger to lingering at them, late into the evening. It is how he understands is necessary, from time to time, to step out into the fresh air and clear one's mind. Especially here in this place, where the elements of the party are so familiar and yet. He finds himself so very far from home.

Cradling a drink in his hands, he had not meant to interrupt the other party-goer's thoughts, but if Elrond does not mind the company...

He glances up at the sky.]


A favorite? [He considers.] ...Arcturus, I suppose it would be.
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[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-21 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
A lot of our time out there is. [ She slips into that plural without thinking about it, because it's not something she's ever needed to consider or feel abashed about. But that doesn't mean she doesn't catch it as the ease expells it forward. Causing her to add easily. ]

Me and Jack, I mean. We come from the same place. Have you met him before?

He's been here a long time before my recent arrival.
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Dancing!

[personal profile] blackeyedprince 2023-04-21 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Kell takes it upon himself to drag Istredd to dance. He's a fairly competent dancer, and as long as he has better dance partners than random foreign dignitaries or fawning noble ladies, he even enjoys it.

"Don't say no to me," he prefaces his dance request the very moment he approaches Istredd.

He saw Istredd dance with Lucifer, how Istredd seemed more relaxed. They both did. That some of the tension that even he - not being very perceptive with people - had noticed, is gone. It's probably rude to ask, but Kell can't help being curious what changed. Because some things were obvious even to him. He hopes this is what changed.
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[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-21 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Sabine looked back up with a shake of her head. "No."

For a good number of reasons she couldn't quantify, not without explaining why to Jack first. (Again for her, but the first, and now earlier, time for him.) But this wasn't a simulation anymore than back home with the rift and the forest and the encroaching evil. This place was real, even if it was its own brand of a massive problem. Though not of the same severity; at least not to her. This was one in the way of the other of hers that was.

"Did you think it was, too?"

She understands why Jack did, and even more, where that put him on the timeline of his past before she'd come to him and to here. But she didn't know much about Kyle yet, aside from how highly he counted in Jack's esteem, which mattered the most even if it didn't have cause to show, aside from her willingness to spend time with him. It wasn't as outlandish a consideration, to tell the truth, even without the Manor on top of it.
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[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-21 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Sabine's expression doesn't change any for the level of the fallen angel's expression and seriousness, nor uncertainty toward his motives behind it. She's been poised on the spot where a world was always already trying to crack and sweep under entirely for her whole life (existence), but party to its dedicated warding and rebellious turncoat from what was supposedly (a r g u a b l y) the greater portion of her duty.

Her world has always been on that hinge for millennia uncounted, save by a seldom few.
The potential, without the promised certainty of the problem, doesn't an emergency make.

"And if so, how would you plan to stop them while trapped in your gilded cage?"
Edited 2023-04-21 14:54 (UTC)
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[personal profile] vecna 2023-04-21 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[If his life had turned out differently, maybe Henry would have grown to at least appreciate music. But when music itself is a quick little hack into circumventing some of the most potent of his abilities (and when he’s spent twenty years in a lab where listening opportunities were… limited, let’s say), then he can only see it as representative of a weakness. And Henry just isn’t very fond of that.

Still, he humors Eddie.]


It’s not exactly the kind of music that I grew up with.

[Could Iron Maiden be any more different than Ella Fitzgerald? Speaking of Iron Maiden, though—]

The lyrics of the last song were interesting, though. Provocative. But I think the most compelling part was watching a performer who clearly enjoys what he's doing.
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[personal profile] beloyaltome 2023-04-21 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"No idea," Lenore answered with a good-natured smile, holding the book out so that Sabine can take a look if she pleases. "I've only been here a few months, myself. I've been learning about the history of Abraxas--at least the version presented in the most basic intro primers, since I always find it interesting the way people craft history into a narrative for children, it shows where the cultural priorities are. The magic of the Arcana was ... useful recently," Lenore hedges, not sure how much Sabine has heard about the events whose end is being celebrated with this gala. "So I was focused on that. But now I find myself most curious about these 'old gods'. I'm Lenore, by the way." She bobs the briefest of curtsies, more interested in talking about books than in taking time for formal courtesy.
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[personal profile] itookashot 2023-04-21 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Jesper's been sticking with his Free Cities people who came too, and in truth he barely notices people from the others outside of Wanda. Not as an insult, he is simply very focused on what is happening. And he assumes if anyone knows him, they can interact later. He has finished his popcorn though. It is gruesome, no question about it, and he usually only sees hangings.

Gray eyes dart to the side when he realizes someone was there and recognizes Kell. He sips from his flask, noting that the other man is far more upset about it than he is. Unsurprising. The Crows are a particularly vicious lot underneath their dynamic personalities.

"I did consider tossing something fatal into her head from here with my telekinesis, make it faster. But then I'd get in more trouble than I'm already in." Jesper on the whole likes to kill people fast. He's been doing it for weeks. Torture only happened for specific purposes, but he did shoot a lot of people in the knees to keep them from escaping. It hasn't been a time for mercy.

He offers Kell the flask. It is of fairly strong liquor, something similar to whiskey. "After what she did to you, Kell? Sympathy isn't on my mind."
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[personal profile] ushiri 2023-04-21 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"No. I had no idea what he was talking about."

There's a hint of a fond smile, but then he pushes his hair back and shakes his head, walking over to the next display: the magician, decorated with fire opals. The connection is a little more arcane this time, and his eyes glaze over after reading the first few lines from the card. He's somehow accidentally convinced the others in Thorne that he's a fellow book nerd, but the dry, esoteric details of Academic Magic aren't exactly his favorite subject.

But he pretends to be fixated on it because otherwise he'll have to come up with something to say next, and he's stuck.
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[personal profile] blackeyedprince 2023-04-21 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Kell accepts the flask, wincing only a little at how strong is the alcohol inside it. It helps though. Burns through the acid that had crept up his throat.

"It isn't on my either. Don't get me wrong. I want to know that she's done and gone. I want to able to leave my room after dark again. This spectacle? It's excessive, and it does not reassure me one bit. I doubt it's even for us."

He takes another swig from the flask before returning it to Jesper.

"It's for this thing, whatever that was, that ate her."

Technically, the vultures ate the remains. Picked it all clean. But they were no ordinary birds, they belonged to the shadowy creature, they did their part and left with it.
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[personal profile] itookashot 2023-04-21 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Jesper's heart softens hearing Kell admit that he hasn't felt safe to leave his room after dark. That her death will help him with that. He reaches out with his hand and runs it along Kell's back gently, comfortingly. Jesper is always kind to his lovers, he cares about them for more than sex, Kell included.

"Their gods, yes. I don't know what they are in truth, some kind of supernaturally powerful creatures. Might as well be called gods."

Jesper doesn't know what real gods would be anyway. Surely they're all basically that as a definition. He has no religion or anything remotely like it, which makes it very easy to shrug and accept everything about this at face value. As if he would be foolish to doubt what they just saw in front of their eyes.

"Solvunn's full of creeps. She's not going to be the last one." Maybe the last one (for now) that will try to take them. But not the last zealot. Look at the execution. "But she's dead, love, and you're not."
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[personal profile] the_keeper 2023-04-21 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Sabine notes the small fond smile and gratitude floods her chest. She doesn't know jealousy when it comes to Jack. She loves Jack with all her soul and all her choices; enough to have chosen him over The Rift. To have built the dream of a future with him for all those empty years. To have come to him immediately once freed of her prison. But she's been gone for five years, and she knows what those five years have done to him, what he's done to himself to survive them, and her loss.

She's grateful. To Jerry, Rosa, and Amy. Even certain Benjamin's.

And, here again, Kyle, too.

Grateful for those who took him in, took the time to care for him, listened to him, chose him, and the work it took to get under the shell that protected him from the so much that he shouldn't have been able to withstand. That he could. He needed others because of, and so rarely allowed himself to see he could have it. Did need it.

Following companionably after him, more interested in Kyle than the glass cases, Sabine's gaze shifted across the cards, same as him, as she offered quietly. "Did he explain it to you??"
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[personal profile] princessvegas 2023-04-21 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
My place is always a party. You can come dance your heart out.

[ She beams at him. A handful of nearby people glance over at his exuberance, but apparently, being a shark can excuse all manner of minor social faux pas; they look away equally quickly.

Still smiling, she nods as she listens. ]
Oh, sure. The more you practice, the easier it gets. Soon, you'll be makin' all kinda things. Be careful only eat the stuff you make, though. Don't eat anyone's pets or friends by accident.

[ Julie is the only one with "friends". Nanaue does not need to know that. ]
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-04-21 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This trip hadn't been entirely just play for Hilda. It would be hard to deny that she had spent a considerable amount of time for it shopping, but there had been some work. Or maybe the better word for it was market research since nothing she did in her spare time was something she considered work.

Much of her time spent in the artist alleys had not only included collecting supplies for her own contribution to the gala that evening, but an observation of the street performers too. She hadn't been certain what to expect but she had been pleasantly surprised by the variety of different forms of art.

She joins in applauding the act departing the stage before turning towards Alucard. ]


I think there's a wide array of them. They're similar to performances I've seen back home. Although - [ She pauses. ] I've never seen a mural painting done live before and done that quickly!
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[personal profile] princessvegas 2023-04-21 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's an interesting question. Julie can't say she's really ever thought about how she personally determines the abstract value of things. She considers this as she keeps looking at the statue. She feels like she could have found a better meaning in this if it were not dedicated so specifically.

The dedication is what she thinks is meaningless, she decides. It cheapens any other possible meaning by trying to hitch a wagon to a much larger, more spotlit topic. ]


I guess it feels sort of... like, commercial to me. Like somethin' you'd buy in a fancy home decor place and stick in an empty space on a bookcase to look good. But big. [ She decides that's why she doesn't care for it. Because it doesn't feel unique or new or poignant, like it has something to really say. Still, her nose wrinkles. ] I don't know. Art wasn't a very important thing where I'm from. Least not art like this. We just had paintings of farms and animals and stuff in the only art museum anywhere near where I lived.

[ And it wasn't as if she'd gone out of her way to take in the real art once she made it to Vegas. So maybe she just sounds like an asshole. ]
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-04-21 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her smile cracks open a fraction wider both at Jayce's arrival and at both of their offers to help her with some of her things. In reality, the bags really weren't that heavy, but who was she to say no to the offered help? ]

Not as much as I'd like. I thought that we were all due for the maximum amount of pampering. And nothing feels better than a soft bathrobe against your skin, right? I know Viktor isn't here, but you can bring one back for him too. I got an extra!

[ In all honesty, she probably would have them monogrammed if she'd had enough time, but alas.

Hilda knew that Caitlyn had been among the Summoned that had been taken. She had seen her name on the list in Sam's domain, seen how much work Viktor and Jayce had ensured went into finding her and the other kidnapped Summoned. Part of her going overboard with her shopping (there are definitely things in that bags that were excessive and not necessity), had been her way of saying welcome back and thank you after everything they had been through.

And seeing how much Caitlyn had already prepared - ]


Caitlyn, this spread is stunning, thank you! We'll probably have enough left over to do another one of these days when we're back in Cadens. I don't even know where to start!
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[personal profile] ushiri 2023-04-21 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, yes. The thing he's not talking about and not thinking too deeply about. He is, first and foremost, happy for Jack. And also not too terribly upset to not be rooming with a flying raccoon - even though she was pretty well behaved for being mostly feral.

It's not about the physical space, at least. He's never had a home. He's barely ever had his own room before, with a lock. There wasn't much to move. And in Thorne they all practically live on top of each other, so not much of a change in the big picture.

And he's not been replaced. Sabine holds a place with Jack that Kahlil never occupied to begin with, never expected to. People don't work that way. So to be annoyed or upset is silly.

And yet, it's not who he wants to be, but what -

"I want to be needed," he admits in a hushed voice, meeting Lucifer's gaze for a half second and something in his own expression unmasking, his heartbeat pounding in his ears above the music. "I want to belong somewhere."

It's a half second of genuine vulnerability that is quickly buried as he regrets what just came tumbling out of his mouth. He looks away, mouth set hard, ready to fend off whatever comes next. They aren't friends. There isn't a word, exactly. Lucifer isn't the Rifter. He's not the Kahlil's responsibility. But he is something divine and powerful and dangerous. Strangely human, lately, not at all in the way that John had been, because John had lived his first two decades as a mortal man. Lucifer's humanity is a skin that pulls too tight, that threatens to rip apart at any second. Kahlil sometimes feels responsible for keeping him from losing it, from hurting others and ultimately finding his own death in this world that has found a way to bind him. And, at times, he feels a fondness he has no explanation for. He used to hope that Lucifer might find his death on his own, make a mistake so that Thorne would deal with him and Kahlil wouldn't have to worry about him and his desire for war. Now he thinks that, against all better judgement, he would likely stand in to defend him.

Even with the attempted murder and all.

He hasn't flinched once in this entire dance, somehow. The sincerity of his apology aside, Kahlil doesn't really believe it won't happen again. If he were to lock himself in a cage with a hungry tiger, he can't really blame the animal. That's what it feels like, in the end.
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[personal profile] demoexpert 2023-04-21 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Wylan looks up from the sphere when he hears a soft voice saying his name. He spots Marianne right away and a smile spreads across his face. "Marianne, its good to see you too."

He had been meaning to check in with her but things had been a little crazy. "I am so far, are you? How are you settling in?"
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-04-21 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
I knew you would say something like that.

[ It's said good naturedly because leave it to Viktor to sound hopeful about something that could be work related. She had seen him working up until the last moment of the gala preparing his contribution and while she had to agree it was stunning (maybe she could get one for her room), it was still work nonetheless. ]

Luckily for you both can be done at the same time but I can only tell you the other thing if you agree to the first one. [ She straightens her shoulders back with an air of seriousness although it's clear that there's an air of put on dramatics to it. ] I think it's absolutely tragic that we haven't danced yet.
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[personal profile] blackeyedprince 2023-04-21 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
It's frankly embarrassing how much he leans into this touch. Kell likes to think he's pretty self-sufficient. That he can handle whatever life throws at him. That he can deal with problems, eliminate threats, navigate his way out of any situation. He doesn't feel like that right now. As much as he deluded himself in the beginning that the physical wounds were the only in need of healing. It's not true.

"Here I thought Thorne was the worst that could happen to me. Now I'm glad I didn't end in Solvunn." Kell shrugs at the reassurance. "So I keep telling myself, maybe one day I will believe it's enough."

It's not to dismiss Jesper's kindness, far from it. What does help him, even makes him smile a little, is exactly Jesper's unexpected kindness. They don't know each other, not really. One steamy night on a ship, memorable as it was, can't count as much. Even that feels like ages ago. The memories are beautiful, but Kell has doubts if he's still the person capable of such things. He'd want to, but he also fears that three weeks in the murder cave did break something fundamental within him. Something he'd never recover. Left him with nightmares choke full of decomposing corpses and debilitating fear of dark, empty alleys. No amount of dead Acolytes can cure that.
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[personal profile] ushiri 2023-04-21 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It makes him think of Nocwich and its eternal night. ]

How do they say the sun came to be?