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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.



wiedzminka: (two hundred & twenty-two.)

i'm also sorry!! ;A;

[personal profile] wiedzminka 2023-06-08 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ciri's had more than a couple drinks herself at this point (it's been a long fucking few weeks), and she's pleasantly tipsy, making it easy enough to joke around with someone who isn't exactly a friend, but of some interest to her, and a friendly face if nothing else. She's ready to tease Hilda more for alternately trying to spare her would-be pursuers' feelings and trying to dissuade them entirely.

But she's not quite ready for what Hilda does next.

She grabs the other girl's hand automatically when reached for (that part feels natural enough), expecting they'll move forward toward the dance floor. Unsuspecting as she is, Hilda's quick tug gets Ciri to lean down, thinking she has something else to say--

Only to have Hilda's mouth meet hers, a quick, warm press of soft lips that leave a lingering aroma of Hilda's lipstick and the faintest fruity flavor.

Ciri stops in her tracks so suddenly, Hilda's next tug nearly makes her drop her mead. ]


Wha...?

[ Ciri.exe has stopped working. ]
theidlemaiden: (pic#16006945)

SIRI PLAY I KISSED A GIRL

[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-08 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ When she decides to kiss Ciri, Hilda goes into it not expecting the white haired woman to kiss her back. After all, it had been a whim, a silly little ploy in order to get unwanted attention off her back and hopefully Ciri would forgive her for it. She pulls back almost languidly, lips brushing against Ciri's cheek as she pulls away leaving a smudge of her lipstick there. Her eyes dart surreptitiously just around Ciri's shoulder and sees that it had, in fact worked and her suitor was quickly turning away.

Her own expression lights up in triumph, eyes darting expectantly up towards Ciri. The minute she lays eyes on her though she's surprised to find...Ciri.exe stalling. She isn't sure what kind of reaction she'd get - maybe some surprise because the kiss was coming out of left field, but she certainly doesn't expect to break her.

Hilda is quick to dart a hand out to steady the bottom of her glass before it hits the floor all while keeping ahold of Ciri's hand. ]


Woah! Are you okay? [ There's something lighthearted in her voice, but there's some genuine concern on her face. ] Was my kiss that bad?
wiedzminka: (two hundred & seventeen.)

[personal profile] wiedzminka 2023-06-08 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ To her credit, Ciri doesn't actually pull away. Maybe her brain's slow to react, but it's not just that; she doesn't really want to pull away. She's just--

Flustered. Feeling suddenly like she'd just been walking down the garden path and somehow stepped right off the edge of a cliff, Ciri reflexively squeezes Hilda's hand still in hers. The multicolored lights providing ambience do a decent job of disguising her blush, though perhaps not entirely. ]


N-no! [ she sputters, shaking her head. ] Just...

Surprising.

[ Finally managing to tear her eyes away from Hilda, Ciri glances over her shoulder to see the original Hilda-hopeful slinking away.

She turns back, and takes a quick, deep drink. ]
mobezon: (078 | future dwellings)

[personal profile] mobezon 2023-06-08 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
We all have our thing. Doesn't mean we aren't capable. I heard you live out in the woods? I keep finding myself taking my walks there occasionally.

{ which he knows is probably a gamble if the brochures have any say, but he has his speed so if anything he can avoid danger. mostly. he peeks at aloy's progress and there's a smile on his face that may be a bit proud. }

You got this.
theidlemaiden: (pic#16006946)

[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-08 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Even though Hilda's stance on kissing usually errs on the side of happy to do so especially if it's unattached, she'd never do more if it made someone uncomfortable. And, truthfully, she didn't have any plans to continue kissing Ciri (not to say she'd be opposed to it in general, but that's neither here nor there).

She's watchful, trying to decipher if there is discomfort in the flustered reaction and the mild flush that she's picking up on Ciri's cheeks. She's ready to profusely apologize if necessary but it's hard not to think that Ciri's sudden long dredge of her drink is anything but cute.

Hilda's lips curve in spite of herself. ]


Surprising can mean a couple of different things. Was it a good surprise or a bad one?
wiedzminka: (thirty-three.)

[personal profile] wiedzminka 2023-06-08 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Just excuse her while she chugs what is definitely meant to be a sipping alcohol. It's gone quickly enough, leaving Ciri no further excuses. One of the event staff passing by with a try hones in on her empty cup, but she doesn't pick up another one.

Instead, Ciri brushes back her hair, realizes she's still holding Hilda's other hand, and stalls again. That is a cute smile.

Play it cool, Ciri. ]


I suppose it depends... on why you did it. Should I be flattered?
princessvegas: (105. as we keep lip-locking)

[personal profile] princessvegas 2023-06-08 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh yeah, those. It ain't always a spell or a power, though. Sometimes, it's just like, a physical thing. [ She tugs at one strand of cotton candy hair. ] I used to dye it this color. Now all my hair is pink. [ All of it. She now dyes her eyebrows and lashes to look normal. ] Or my friend got horns. Just... lil' horns.

[ Julie shrugs. This whole part is a mystery, honestly. ]

But that's like, one specific thing. And, other than goin' to the Horizon the first time, none of us can figure out what exactly makes 'em happen, or what they mean. It's usually when somethin' happens, but not always.
theidlemaiden: (pic#16006915)

[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-08 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With signs of life slowly returning to the white-haired woman, Hilda's trademark teasing glint returns to her eyes. Her gaze holds Ciri's, her tone lilting. ]

I think that also depends. If it's a bad surprise then I definitely just did it to get the guy off my back.

[ It's a subtle nod that it was okay if Ciri didn't like it the kiss. That it didn't have to be made out to be anything more than that and Hilda would happily move on, filing it under funny anecdotes for the future. ]

But if it's a good surprise, [ Her eyes flit to the smudge of her lipstick on Ciri's cheek still visible in the light. She reaches up to gently rub it away. ] I think you should be flattered. I'm a great dancer and a pretty good kisser from what I've been told.
wiedzminka: (thirty-eight.)

[personal profile] wiedzminka 2023-06-08 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Maybe it's the warming, relaxing feeling of the alcohol, or the jittery excitement of the ambience and the music, but it is so easy to just... lean in. Tilt her head down when Hilda reaches up, automatically leaning her face into the touch.

Ciri laughs, a little breathless and awkward. She doesn't have a lot of experience being flirted with (at least not in a way that wouldn't be immediately met with a flash of her knife more likely than a smile). ]


I was rather hoping it wasn't the former. That would be pretty embarrassing.
takeatrip: (51)

[personal profile] takeatrip 2023-06-08 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[This is the first time he's heard of these sorts of changes, which is interesting, but also... Creepy. Getting some sort of magic or power that can be used as desired is one thing, having some sort of actual physical changes is not so much, and he's briefly reminded of some of the changes he'd seen--and experienced--from the ritual in the pit.

But naturally pink hair, or even little horns, are not that terrible, and nothing like the results of the ritual. It's fine. Nothing to be worried about.

He finally remembers his drink, which he picks up and sips to give himself a moment to get his thoughts in order.]


I guess that might make sense, that goin' to the Horizon would cause it.

[Since the connection to the Singularity and all that. Interesting to note that it can also be caused by other events, but he's distracted from that thought when something else comes to mind--]

The person who I saw use one of these spontaneous powers didn't have to do any hand motions or anythin' like that. It looked more like using a power in the Horizon.
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-08 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
You were hoping?

[ She can't help but sound pleased. The lipstick is gone, but Hilda is cheeky enough, bold enough, to keep her hand lingering there when she feels Ciri lean into her touch. Her thumb brushes against the apple of Ciri's cheek where all that remains is her own blush before pulling away a beat later. ]

The last thing I'd want to do is embarrass you.

[ A small lie; she enjoys being an instigator of embarrassment when it's harmless. ]

But honestly, I'm glad you didn't hate it. My backup plan was that if it didn't work, at least we still had the dancing to look forward to.
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[personal profile] preferscuffs 2023-06-08 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Caitlyn and Jayce are the fun type of sibling bond where they're both prone to looking at each other like that. Only Caitlyn only does it when she's sure Jayce won't catch her. She's that kind of little sister.

There's a hint of extra color to Caitlyn's face, but at the same time she's clearly not really bothered by it.]


Yes. You're right.

[The dance is graceful and even a little comfortable. As well as fun. She's still not as good and graceful at parkour as she'd like, but Caitlyn can manage the dance floor just fine.]

I believe I was ten when my family became his patron. So he's been there for a little over half of my life. Though, the only one who's done any growning up is me.

[That's what happens when you're a decade-ish apart in age after all.]

He seemed so big when I first met him, so much larger than life. He's still a bit larger than life, but it's just not physically anymore.

[Which makes sense when she was only a small child then and she's only a few inches shorter than him now.]
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[personal profile] wiedzminka 2023-06-08 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ciri pulls back too, a bit suddenly, eyes wide. ]

That's not what I meant! Just-- you know, it would have been quite rude of you to do that as a ruse without any other reason, and I'd have been likely to take offense.

[ It's not like they're close, or even really friends (yet, according to Ciri), so Ciri can only surmise she's either being made fun of, or for some reason, Hilda thinks she's attractive enough to flirt with. If it's not the former, Ciri's isn't upset--

But that just leaves her confused, and trying valiantly to recover from looking like a slack-jawed idiot. ]
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[personal profile] godshattering 2023-06-08 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's ready to go on and on about The Great Wounding of Whatever-Abraxan-Year-It-Is in being an afterthought, only spurred on by that warm undercurrent to Hilda's voice and her hair still in his hand. Until she makes a comment about growing, and Claude drops his pastry onto his chest for safekeeping to give himself a free hand with which to cover Sylvain's mouth. Immediately. The benefits of being so much closer than moments ago seen in real time. ]

No comment there from you, thank you very much.

[ There's lots of possibilities, all of them making it difficult for Claude to not laugh whether Sylvain was planning to take it there or not. On second thought, he'll just leave this hand also in place even if it means no free one to keep eating. He can deal with that since it's one less distraction from turning his attention back to Hilda next as he tilts his head back to see her better. ]

Don't worry, I have plenty of compliments for you, too. Sylvain would chime in if he could, [ not that Claude's hand is really enough to muffle much or that he's really even trying to do anything beyond be annoying - to everyone - at this point, ] but let's see. Should we start with how you commanded all the attention at the gala all night?
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[personal profile] philancer 2023-06-09 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sylvain's mouth was already open, a devious glint in his eye because really, Hilda, you should know better than to set him up like that.

Claude's hand clapping over his mouth gets a muffled grunt of complaint that is fortunately completely indecipherable. But likely would have gotten him smacked by both of them, rather than just Hilda. His gaze narrows in an indignant scowl even if Claude had probably just saved his life. Or at least his dignity. For tonight, at least.

When he doesn't move it away after a few moments, making it obvious he was quite content to keep it there, that devious glint slips back into his gaze as he purposefully licks a stripe up Claude's palm before encircling his wrist and dragging the hand away. ]


I can totally chime in, thanks, if someone would stop smothering me. Maybe he was worried I'd tattle on him over how many times I caught him watching you all night. I don't think it's just the gala that you commanded attention from all night.

[ He sounds very smug about the chance to tattle, actually. ]
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-09 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Having been a part of the Deer house, instances like the one Hilda had set Sylvain up for were a dime a dozen. There was never a shortage of jokes cracked at the expense of others and no one was safe. It was more common that Hilda was in Sylvain's position – ready with a joke in a similar vein. So really, she has no leg to stand on when it comes to chiding him for what he didn't say.

He didn't have to though. Her synapses are firing a little slower than normal, but she fills in the blanks the moment she sees the mischievous glint in his eyes. The look she gives him would be absolutely withering as she tugs on his hair, if it weren't for the lift at the corner of her lips.

In the next beat she's turning to Claude with a gasp as her hand rushes to clamp over his mouth. ]


Stop that! I was not. Did you see the other Summoned?

[ Her other hand immediately takes the place of Claude's where it once was over Sylvain's mouth. Gods it's like trying to wrangle cats with these two. Suddenly she sounds exasperated. The tips of her ears begin to turn a faint pink and she's making a concentrated effort not to look at either of them but specifically Claude. ]

I barely saw the two of you tonight apart from some dancing. I didn't command anything.
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[personal profile] monomachy 2023-06-09 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
She feels the edge of the mattress against the back of her knees, and her body is braced for the impact of landing against it--but it never comes. He spins them as they fall, and she reflexively puts out an arm to catch her weight before she lands all the way atop him. That doesn't stop their bodies from landing more or less flush, and she adjusts herself to rest comfortably atop him, eager to feel more of his skin against her own. And once she does, she lets out a satisfied sigh, their bodies slotting together perfectly.

The fall had made her pull away from his lips for a few moments, but as soon as they're stable once more, her mouth finds his neck, his collar, painting a trail of kisses and nips. One hand keeps exploring the muscles of his arms and sides while the other slips under his head, fingers curling around his skill and into his short hair.
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-09 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hilda and Caitlyn were similar little sisters in that sense. Although, while Hilda's adoration of Holst ran deep (so deep that it might have saddled her with anxiety and a refusal to try anything) it had manifested outwardly in different ways. Namely embarrassment and an insistence that her brother was A Big Pain.

Despite that, she understands where Caitlyn is coming from, and understands the colour in her cheeks. It's just a little sister thing - which feels incredibly nice to think. ]


Oh, sort of like how families in Fodlan become sponsors for those that want to become knights and attend the Academy. Was it for some kind of schooling?

[ But then again, she didn't think that they had knights where Caitlyn, Jayce and Viktor were from. ]

I didn't realize that there was that big of an age difference between you two! Did he live with you and your family?
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-09 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ A playful pout forms on her lips. ]

Well, I can't have you taking offence. That just won't do since we just became friends.

[ As far as Hilda is concerned, more or less murdering (it was murder, she isn't sure why she's trying to soften the reality) a group of acolytes together in the mountains immediately leapfrogs their relationship over acquaintances and into friendship territory.

And friends could think their friends were strong, super capable wielding just a pointed stick, and attractive even if said friend seems to be trying very hard to piece together a picture of something that should make a lot of sense in her mind. Doe eyes peer up at Ciri from beneath her lashes. ]


But since I told you that kissing you wasn't just about getting that guy to leave me alone, what other reason do you think I had?
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[personal profile] beautifullies 2023-06-09 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Claire's spent her life surrounded by people different from her. First, traveling the globe with her uncle. She's lived in igloos and huts, befriended the quiet and alone, stood up for those without voices. Brave enough to step in and stop a slave auction, bold enough to be the first woman to step into Harvard Medical. There's no reason to judge anyone based on all of the things bigots tend to focus on. She judges others based on the qualities that matter: compassion, and the capacity for kindness to name only a couple.

With the tea blend to her satisfaction, she holds the dry herbs out for him to smell. The warmth of the spices should remind him of the season he enjoys, and while he judges, she tries to imagine what she would do if Frank arrived instead of Jamie. Wouldn't that be exactly her luck? ]


Perpahs you shouldn't, knowing the potential hurts you could cause one another. But then, the heart is a funny thing. Rational thoughts tend to leave the building when faced with the potential for something good. Something you wouldn't be able to have otherwise.

[ Looking at Louis, Claire studies his face, her own gaze gentle and concerned in a friendly way that comes from not wanting to see him hurt. she knows a lot about that, and she'll be happy to tell him at some point. ]

You have others here now, people like me who'd be happy to talk through things at any time, as well as give a piece of my mind to anyone who'd dare to be cruel to you. All you need is to say the word.

[ She smiles, mostly being facetious with the last point, but she does mean it. She'll yell at anyone, anytime. ]
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[personal profile] preferscuffs 2023-06-09 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully her belief and adoration of Jayce hasn't run to anxiety yet. It'd actually done the opposite while she was in the pit. Her belief in Jayce was unshakeable and really helped her carry through. Though they've both been a bit clingy since the ordeal. Even though it's slowly starting to balance back to normal. There might be a permanent new amount of softness to their relationship going forward, but that's okay.

He's a pretty good big brother, all things considered. For Hilda she might even be okay with sharing. Should she want an additional older brother in her life.]


Yes, they supported him both at the academy plus with his personal research and work. [A small chuckle.] I started trying to be his lab assistant since before I could even fully see over the counter to help.

[Other places have knights, but knights aren't particularly A Thing in Piltover. Which makes sense because their city-state's not particularly militarized. But she's familiar enough with the concept of a more militarized place with that sort of standing thanks to Demacia.]

Don't tell him I told you this, but he's in his thirties now.
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[personal profile] supersoldier 2023-06-09 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Letting the universe balance itself out sounds like such a strange logic, but how can he argue the point when that's... exactly what he's done?

He exhales. It sounds like a sigh, but it's not quite beleaguered enough to count as anything other than performative.]


I understand that.

[As a SOLDIER, whose purpose hinged on whether a mission was successful or not, whether a war was won or not, failure equaled a very highkey version of disappointing the company. Which was, of course, the last thing any employee wanted to do. Even Sephiroth, often more detached from such notions by default, could feel this ingrained in his very way of thinking for so long.

But ever since his arrival here? He doesn't quite feel this way any longer.]


But if you're not happy trying to keep everyone else happy, then what's the point?
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[personal profile] supersoldier 2023-06-09 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[He watches that little spark crackling at the Turk's fingertips. While Reno might look pleased with himself, he also gets the pleasure of seeing Sephiroth frown, scrunching his face together a little.

Not because Reno can do magic, that's certainly nothing new. But to see someone wielding an element that he used to cast with no effort, now beyond his ken...

Sephiroth's a little spoiled, and just a little proud in certain ways. In other words: why does Reno, someone from his Planet, get to do lighting magic and he doesn't?]


...I see. Useful for you.

[MUST BE NICE.

He raises his hand, twisting a wrist. A little flame dances in his gloved palm.]


This is the extent of my elemental magic.
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-06-09 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hopefully it never would result in anxiety for Caitlyn (not that Hilda even acknowledges that was truly what it had manifested as either). Softness is the better outcome even if it had to be forged the way it had with the kidnappings. Softness is just one of the things included in the list of good that Hilda hopes for their relationship going forward no matter what Abraxas might throw at them. ]

That's a really sweet image. But I also can't imagine you not being able to see over any counter.

[ She did after all have legs that seemed to go on for miles.

Caitlyn's answer about Jayce's age isn't inherently funny but it's the delivery of it, like a little secret that little sisters would only find funny. Hilda's eyes light up mischievously. ]


His thirties?! My brother is almost the same age too. It isn't that old, but I just like teasing him about it because it gets him so riled up.
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[personal profile] preferscuffs 2023-06-09 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[No anxiety unless he vanishes. Which isn't an impossibility here considering. Still, it's not something she's going to worry about pre-emptively. No need to borrow trouble that's not already looking for you.]

Nothing quite like trying to learn to shoot with a gun that's almost bigger than you are.

[Sadly there are no pictures here to show how small and awkward she was as a little thing. And by sadly, she means. Oh goodness what a relief. Though Jayce might be able to whip something up via the Horizon to show how comparatively small she'd been when they met. But thankfully no one would think to ask him that. So she's safe.]

It's not, just a bit of amusement. Like asking him if that's a new gray hair or not.

[Caitlyn laughs, because it's truly such a younger sibling thing to do. Though after a moment she seems to realize something. Also, she hasn't pulled that line in a while, it's absolutely time she pulls it out again.]

He was twenty-one when we met. I'm actually older than he was then. It seemed such an impossibly far off thing at the time. Now here I am.