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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.



aquilus: (apple - observe)

[personal profile] aquilus 2023-05-08 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Possibly. It may depend on their expectations for prospective students.

[He's had an education, albeit not one he can prove with any kind of paperwork. But then they would expect that from any Summoned.]

As well as the courses of study offered. That's something I must look into further.
nadine_he_loves: (smile)

[personal profile] nadine_he_loves 2023-05-08 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know. There wasn't some defining moment or anything. I started thinking about him a lot, when he wasn't around. I started to realize how happy and safe I felt with him. The more time we spent together and the more we learned about each other, the more I realized how much he understood me. And the things that not a lot of people can understand.

[Jaskier had always taken it easily, more or less. And never needs her to explain or justify herself, he understands it all. Why she is how she is, why she's done the things she has, the marks Flagg left on her.]

He's patient with me, and I am...I am not an easy woman to be with. But he doesn't get frustrated or upset. He never pushes me to share anything or explain anything I don't want to. He knows what I mean even when I can't say what I mean.

[Had she not been soothing her agitated spirit with good wine and her own smoking herb, she likely wouldn't be saying quite so much. She doesn't even say all of this to Jaskier himself - but that's what she's saying. She doesn't have to, Jaskier knows what she's really saying no matter the words used.

But Castiel, she can tell, is trying to wrap his holy brain around mortal romance. How could she deny him that? It isn't often anyone gets a chance to explain human love to an angel.]


I can't put it into words really well, but I just slowly figured out that I feel different with him than I ever have with anyone else.
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[personal profile] takeatrip 2023-05-08 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, you'd think if they needed us for somethin' so important, they'd be tryin' a lot harder to get on our good sides.

[Not that they seem to be trying to do the opposite, and this whole party is evidence of at least some special treatment, but it's still strange. It's so hands off, which has its own benefits, but it's certainly not the tactic Jayden would've guessed to be first choice in what he understands of the whole situation.]
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[personal profile] aquilus 2023-05-08 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
It's been a long time since Altaïr shared more than the most casual of touches with another person, and even knowing his intent as he moved to her, the feeling of Diana's lips on his and her hand against his head overwhelm him for a moment. No one has touched him like this in months, perhaps a year, and longer than that since it last meant something. Not since Adha died, and he'd been certain that any capacity to feel the kinds of things he'd felt for her had died with her—

But he is not thinking about Adha now.

Altaïr is good at keeping his distance from others. Overcoming such a gap is harder. This isn't the type of connection he'd imagined, but it's easier with her. Diana is beautiful, and brave, and easy to like, and in this moment he wants her more than he could put into words if he tried. Which he has no intention of doing. He wraps his arms around her as she pushes against him and lets one kiss melt into another as the world outside their embrace seems to fall away.
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[personal profile] ordinar 2023-05-08 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Wilhelm knows something about being trotted out like a show pony. He knows all about the publicity machine with which the rich and powerful are armed. Recognizing this distraction for what it is, he nods.

"They love an excuse for ceremonial bullshit, especially if they can slap it over something ugly," he says with a sardonic bite, hands shoved in his pockets. "Like a fucking band-aid."

As for Lucifer's offer...he's reluctant to admit how much he needs it. He can hardly sleep without slipping in over his head, drowning in nightmares. Creatures stalk him in the dark. Vines strangle him and festering lesions tear apart everyone he's ever cared about. He has already tried to ration his potion to make it last longer. Turns out, it only works if you take the full dose.

After a step or two, he settles on: "If...you don't want it, sure."

His casual shrug is as transparent as this whole affair.
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[personal profile] falcony 2023-05-08 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ to kaz's credit, he does move with a kind of seamless, almost elegant kind of understanding of his surroundings. he may have a cane, and a bad leg, and may not be going out of his way to slip into the crowd undetected - but sam has spent enough time with natasha romanov, as well as inej, to know when someone is simply used to using that between perception.

still, while sam may not track kaz's every move up to the space next to him, he also doesn't jump when the boy speaks. if anything, he just kind of sighs, a slow breath that fills his chest and then is pushed out again.

no, he's not happy about any of this. but he also won't look away, either. ]


You could say that, yeah. [ a beat, and then a shake of his head. ] I knew Solvunn has a thing for their gods, but this is...something else.
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-05-08 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[She'd be entitled to brag a little in his company, too. Archangels are about as humble as Michael's insistence on keeping the arch part of the angel in his title suggests. Friends get lumped into that category of people who needn't be ashamed of having an ego.]

Raising a child itself seems like a task that would occupy most of your time.

[It's not the same, not at all, but creating the Host had certainly kept his Father occupied for long stretches of time. Michael had been left to care for the younger archangels and that, too, had been quite a bit of work. A little closer to home to Claire's experiences, he still carries his former vessel's memories of his mother. Between her work as a nurse and raising Adam, she'd been busy.

Though it's a process he's witnessed before, Michael observes as she reduces the custom mix to something finer. He doesn't clue in to the fact that both of the rings on her hand are wedding rings.]


As fascinating as it's been to watch humanity advance from mud huts to skyscrapers, it did seem a shame that buildings replaced so much plant and animal life. I might have chosen Solvunn regardless for the open space, if I'd been given the option.
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-05-08 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Between Lucifer's surprise and Castiel's indifference, the average response is curiosity enough for him to explain. But then there's screaming, and Michael doesn't care enough about convincing either of them of the future to miss what he came here to see: not the slaughter of a farm animal, but the punishment of those who truly insult the old gods. He turns back to the scene before them, watching as the sheep's skin pulls and crushes Josselyn into the shape of its former bearer.]

You haven't seen what they do to punish their own.

[This is right on par with what Michael expects of Solvunn, now that he knows they cut pieces from one another to right their wrongdoings. Castiel might not find it excessive either if he knew what they were like day-to-day.]

Reminds me of the first time I took a vessel.

[Michael mutters, frowning, more at the memory of compacting his essence down to human form than at the cracking of bone.]
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[personal profile] thearchangel 2023-05-08 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[The way things were going, he was surprised they hadn't been more on the losing end of things. On the other hand, Earth was invaded. Palaven was on the fast track to the same... So maybe they were.]

We're not off to a great start. That's for sure.

[It's hard not to sound bitter about it. For all Shepard had tried, nothing had worked. They had ignored her, and now her people, his people, were dealing with the consequences.]

[But, right. Dancing. Time to focus.]


We just got separated, for a while. She had to report to her military, and I was trying to prepare my people for the war.
thearchangel: (I know you're good at other things.)

[personal profile] thearchangel 2023-05-08 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
You never know. But... I do know I've got you. You say the word, we bow out.

[She's never made him uncomfortable. Not once. Not ever. The very least he can do is reciprocate. If Shepard says she's done, then they'll get off the dance floor. No questions asked.]

[Then she says "granted". He's not about to just sweep her up into a spin. Probably a bad idea for two soldiers. Reflexes die hard. Instead, he makes an effort to telegraph his steps before he moves. To let her follow. Shepard's quick on her feet, she'll catch on. And his hands are sure in hers, on her hip. Even if she does stumble, he's got her.]


Yes ma'am.
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[personal profile] everybodysterrible 2023-05-08 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not not serious? Death imagery with a beautiful butterfly life image dress. That shit seems cool.

[Abby's a little twisted, she doesn't want to come off as non-approachable, but there's something to be said about looking too good. Especially when she's been in a mood since waking up naked, soaking wet, and in a cave. A sort of 'take warning' approach to fashion.]

I absolutely don't want to work, I have to since I don't have any money. But at home, not a chance. My plan was marry rich or mooch off my smarter friends.

[Abby smirked a little at the thanks, it didn't feel like it was a tall ask to spend time with a good looking man, who was nice to her, while drinking.]

It's a tough job, spending time with good looking guys, but someone has to.
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[personal profile] everybodysterrible 2023-05-08 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Already staying there, and working there. Which as far as culture shocks I don't mind being allowed to serve and drink alcohol without anyone getting all pearl-clutchy." She's trying to get out of both of those just- working so close to where she lives is a lot and she's not into it. But for now it's better than the barracks.

"Julie set me up, also with clothes, and other things." Weed. The most important thing to a teenage delinquent who misses home is her herbal remedies. She elects not to ask about 'bad luck' as she's seen enough to know that knowing is probably worse for her. "You got people from your old life, or are you like me?"
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[personal profile] everybodysterrible 2023-05-08 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
"So... no tips how to learn then? If you didn't need to learn it here?" She's very much trying to get any help she can. Given she is, in a word, fucking screwed. He is- admittedly intimidating, but he didn't seem overly cruel or dangerous.

Maybe dangerous to shirt seams but that was a net positive.

"Magic just- doesn't exist at home. I can't just try to learn it from youtube tutorials." Which is a sentence that means more to her than it will to most of the local population. But when has a little thing like that stopped Abby from saying something? Never, that's when. "I even went into the library and got really bored and decided to watch people instead."
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[personal profile] catholica 2023-05-08 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

( there's definite special treatment at work but that doesn't mean anything when they're kidnapped and nearly killed. or actually killed in some cases.

doesn't really make anyone wants to fight. )


I don't know how they're going to get people to fight when the time comes. I don't think a lot of people are going to volunteer.
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[personal profile] seaandsun 2023-05-08 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There are curiosities that Galadriel herself is intent on viewing, sights that she has not had the chance to take in since her initial arrival, so her intent had been to wash herself in the wake of her travels and then continue on, and the presence of someone she's hardly expecting to encounter immediately forces her to rethink the entire proceeding of events.

In fact, the one who is currently standing in the doorway to her room at the moment looks just as surprised to find her here as she is to be walked in on, but Galadriel can recover from her initial confusion and at least proceed to acknowledge how she's been addressed, inclining her own head in a visible display of more formality. ]


It is. Unless this is someone else's idea of unique mischief.

[ Pairing them together without either of them knowing about it in advance speaks to someone's idea of manipulating their circumstances for a particular reason, but she holds no awareness of who would have orchestrated such a thing when she has kept herself at a remove from most of the others at Thorne. ]

You said there was a possibility of us being made to share?
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[personal profile] philancer 2023-05-08 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sylvain is just rolling his eyes at the both of them, but he's had just enough alcohol to find this fairly hilarious instead. ]

You're both lucky I like you so much. [ He informs the pair of them as he turns towards the café Hilda is now pointing at over one of his shoulders, following Claude's lead as they cross the street. The place is brightly lit despite the hour, no doubt catching those wandering home from the feast in just this way.

He doesn't actually mind. He's not sure he's ready for tonight to end just yet.

Once inside, he lets Hilda slide down his back until she can stand on her own two feet, but he keeps his arms around her until he's sure she has her balance. Then he straightens up once more to survey their options in here. ]


Alright. So what do you guys want? Let's avoid platter smuggling unless absolutely necessary.
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[personal profile] techmaturgy 2023-05-08 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Obviously at the entrance to the Grand Academy. So everyone knows of my contributions.

[A joke! Viktor is proud, but he doesn't really care about that kind of thing. If other people want to enjoy his little diversion, he's not going to stop them (but he is going to make them do the leg work).]

I wouldn't say that to Alucard. He's worked very hard on it.
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[personal profile] techmaturgy 2023-05-08 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I gained admittance on a letter of recommendation. [Because of course he did.] So I'm probably not the best person to ask.

[That said, he could probably vouch for Altaïr if needed, though this is the first time Viktor had heard about his academic interests.]

What are you looking to pursue?
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[personal profile] sorser 2023-05-08 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Does it mean that he was watching it particularly closely? The wonder can't help but flit through his mind, just for a second, and if he's not sure what that makes him feel -- proud? Fond? Weirdly self-aware?

Maybe it's nothing. Thancred's right, one way or another: he is very perceptive, and he did know what to look for. What that hood might be hiding beneath during a magical display.]


Hm. I wonder.

[He says in a way that teases at the obvious answer: yes, of course he is. He'd attended many a private gala that required a dance or two. A fancy party among the upper echelons of the medical community is basically a rung on the ladder to build one's reputation, and in those days, Stephen climbed them well. He cared about so little else.

Tonight, though? Tonight that skill may be used for a more simple endeavor: a dance with a friend.]


Why don't you find out?

[His half-empty wineglass floats away from his hand and glides over to a spot on the banquet table.]
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[personal profile] sorser 2023-05-08 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Stephen Strange, wielding Eldritch magic, is at least a pair of names that compliment each other, if nothing else.

Away they sway across the dance floor. Urianger follows well enough, and it's minutely impressed as he carries the conversation forth.]


They're not always necessary, but some of the bigger spells require them. They represent... the "source code" of the universe. That's how it was explained to me when I was just a fledgling sorcerer.

[But that's in computer and technological terms. Given Urianger's rather unique way of speaking, something tells Stephen that phrase might not mean anything to him.]

In other words, my native magic utilizes the building blocks of the universe, and we practitioners of the mystic arts manipulate it to create and cast spells.
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[personal profile] blackeyedprince 2023-05-08 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Kell shrinks in his place. He knows everything about practice and patience. When it comes to magic, he has plenty of both. It's not were his problem lies. But Istredd is wrong about one thing in him. Maybe it's true for his world to see magic as something external, but for Kell it's integral part of him. Like his blood, like his all-black eye. Maybe that's the reason Abraxan one feels so jarring.

"But it is who I am," he protests quietly.

Kell lifts his hand palm up so that Istredd can see well. A clear sphere of water coalesces right above his fingers hovering effortlessly in the air. Small flame burning in its center. Thin layer of air separates the elements letting them both exist in this seemingly impossible combination. Kell smiles. He loves tricks like this.

"This is mine," he states. "I have no problem with it. I can feel it. It speaks to me and I can understand it."

He closes his fingers around the sphere. It disperses as easily as it has appeared. Not a drop of water falls to the floor.

"I hate Abraxan magic. With its rituals and sacrifices to foreign gods or dumb rote memorization."

Kell shudders at the memory of most recent ritual he's seen, and the vulture entity that was clearly its intended audience.

"I'd loose my dinner if had to touch anything that's connected to the gods. And breakfast, and supper from the day before. It's gross."

He's pretty sure he would literally vomit. He actually did, back in the murder cave when the Acolytes tried to feed him the mushroom goo. It doesn't help that he still can't get rid of the wilted flower from his Horizon domain. A ghastly reminder of the encounter with the Herald of Decay.

"But it's not all that better with Thornean magic. I've been studying alchemy for a year now. Subject on its own is fascinating, but the way they teach it? The books on it? Half of the time I need to fight the urge to fall asleep on the lectures. And that's before attempting to understand any of it."
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[personal profile] assembles 2023-05-08 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Steve agrees that Jaskier and Alucard have done a great job with the memorial park and he'd like to explore it when it's not night and also packed with people. There are some Summoned creations here as well, a decorative armillary sphere made by Viktor and Jayce among other things, but there will be time to look at all of that in more detail tomorrow morning.

For now, he's focused in on Claude, nodding when he expresses some uncertainty about whether or not the Conclave will function the way that they're hoping. It's fair to feel suspicious about the entire enterprise, since it's possible that it's a stunt meant to distract and appease them. It could just as easily lead to no real notable change for them when the Free Cities proves unwilling to listen to their suggestions.

But there's only one way to find out, and with forthright representatives like Claude, Sam, and Jayce at the helm, Steve is sure that something will come of it, if only because they're all stubborn enough to push for it. ]


Don't sell yourself short. [ He mirrors Claude's smile, then thinks back to the brief yet revealing speech that Claude gave when putting himself up for votes. ] It sounds like you've got plenty of experience. More than the other two combined, even. [ Sam's good with people and taking a leadership role, but he didn't have a background in politics anywhere close to what Claude had described about his role with the Leicester Alliance. And while Steve doesn't know as much about Jayce, he's going to guess that he's more of a blacksmith and engineer and less of a politician. ]
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[personal profile] funbreaker 2023-05-08 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I would rather not stoop down to her level. [ It's not that Thancred is some shining paragon of goodness, far from it. But he does still have a sense of what is right and wrong in the world. Some might call it an eye for an eye, but this entire ritual left him uncomfortable.

But then he pauses and gives a shrug, as it's not like the decision was up to him to begin with. ]
However, this does seem to be the way Solvunn does things, for better or for worse. I came here mainly to see one of their old gods with mine own eyes.

[ And in that sense, he was not disappointed. He shifts his gaze up to the cloud-covered sky for a moment. ]
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-05-08 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That answer is clearly the one she wanted to hear - even if she's pleasantly surprised that he's agreed. All the grump and resting serious face didn't exactly scream as agreeable, but if he was going to help her out maybe he was just a big softie at heart.

A grin splits across her face as places her hand in his. ]


Who knew my hero would come in the form of a huge statue? I promise your feet will go unstepped on, and that we'll feast afterwords.

[ She tugs on his hand leading him to the centre of the dance floor, effectively making it difficult for someone to step in. Hilda looks up at him expectantly, clearly committing to her decision to calling his bluff. ]
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-05-08 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hilda understands the bitterness. War brings up a cocktail of unpleasant feelings but she lets it pass without calling any real attention to it apart from a sympathetic look. After all, this was meant to be a celebration, right? And talk of romance won over war any day.

A small little furrow appears between her brows, realizing she needs to clarify something. ]


You two weren't fighting against each other, were you?