MINI-EVENT: CODA - IC EVENT LOG

[abraxasmods]

Mini-Event - Coda

OOC event plotting

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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.

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Comments

[itookashot]

[ Jesper also has no mercy in his heart for any of them. This won't be the end of it for him either. Give him another few months and he'll start wondering if some 'accidents' couldn't start happening for the prisoners. They can stretch it out over awhile. His grudges can last. He wouldn't do anything like what happened to Josselyn. The only mercy he'd give is a quick one. No pain. Just one less terrible person walking the planet. ]

The Fjerdans are true believers too, the people who want to murder all of my kind. They brainwash young and it seems like Solvunn's not that different. Not with the murder, though. Just with the group think.

[ Listen, he wants to acknowledge that Wanda seems to like them, and he doesn't think all people there are evil. Inej liked it there too. It's not really about whether they're bad or good, more that being raised in this sort of heavily religious sector seems like it'd be ripe for cults. That's why he notes he doesn't think they're killers or anything, not like the Fjerdans.

Jesper thinks there probably are some Fjerdans who aren't the worst, somewhere. No place can be all one thing. Matthias did manage to see the light so probably a whole lot of them could, given the time. Jesper's just not one to have a lot of patience about that. At least not for people who think his kind are monsters who deserve genocide. ]

There's no way they got everyone, right? It seems like it would be impossible on a plan this big. They weren't all down in that pit.

[ If they were running around picking up people to bring over, they had to have sects out and about, he'd assume. He is thinking like a gang member would; they're never all in one place. It's rare when they are in mass numbers. It's asking to be wiped out all at once. ]

Think we should learn some of this god magic though? Since that seems to be an advantage.

[princessvegas]

They all brainwash. You think it ain't brainwashin' in Cadens? With the constant propaganda and martial law and shit? Everythin' here is indoctrination. The only real thing is the Singularity. And Reiner wants to fuckin' destroy it if she can't somehow control it.

[ She fishes in her bag and takes out a small silver box. There's joints inside, rolled in rose petals, and she takes one out. It lights magically when it's between her lips, and she takes a deep drag before she offers it to Jesper, smoke streaming from her mouth. ]

No, they weren't all down there, but I'd wager that most of 'em didn't know what was happenin', not really. Plans like this, they're trickled down. You tell folks exactly what they need to know to do their job, nothin' else. Only the people at the top know everythin'.

[ Foot soldiers don't know the general's grand plans. They only know their specific task. Whether they're equally guilty is a matter of opinion.

She shakes her head slowly. The last thing she wants to do is get involved with any gods. ]

You partner with somethin' that big, you end up first in line to get crushed when things go to shit. I have the Singularity. We have the Singularity. That's all we need.

[itookashot]

I would say that's something I miss about Ketterdam, the lack of patriotism as it's fairly laughable in a corrupt little city, but we've got our own share of issues. Slave trading, gang wars, addictions, betrayal at every turn. If it was found out I was Grisha, some of my own comrades would've sold me. Either to the nation that kills my kind, or the nation that forces us into the army fighting their wars until we die. There are no happy endings there either.

[ It's a very bleak thing to say but it is the truth and Jesper, happy-go-lucky as he might be, is very realistic about his situation back home. Even after becoming a kept man of a rich boy, it didn't mean he could be a Grisha. It didn't make the city any less damaged and cruel, nor the world. It's probably why he is watching her die and barely blinking. They're all lost. Some of them were just lost before they ended up in Abraxas.

And some of them have been found here. Jesper's still hiding but not from everyone. He has Julie. She has him. That right there is a good enough reason to stand there beside her, feeling free to be honest but also take her joint and breathe it in. Being high right now seems absolutely the right thing to do. ]

I believe you know what you're talking about with the Singularity, love, you're the only one who does get it. But I don't know if it can protect us from what's coming. We're going to have to protect ourselves.

[princessvegas]

I never lived anywhere that wasn't all patriotism all the time. [ She snorts and rubs her eyes tiredly. ] My country was real big on it. When we're kids, they made us say the pledge to the flag every mornin'. And we sing the national anthem all the time. It's been years and I still know 'em both by heart. Even other countries in our world thought it was super fuckin' weird, but that was just what we did.

[ So she recognizes that shit when she sees it in Cadens. It would be almost funny, if she weren't so scared of it.

Her face shows a sort of grim disagreement. She understands where he's coming from, she really does, but she also believes that the strength of the Singularity is larger than anything the factions can do to them. It wants them to be here with it, it helped heal them when it could. Julie was raised to believe in miracles, in dei ex machina, in the idea that there is something bigger than them that cares. Her people just picked the wrong one to follow. But she had never felt God or Jesus like she feels the Singularity. The Singularity is real, and it cares about her. Loves her, the kind of raw, overwhelming love that babies have for their parents, because that's the only kind of emotion Julie ever seems to feel from it.

She takes another drag and holds her breath for a long moment before she exhales a cloud into the air. ] And what's your idea for that?

[itookashot]

A lot of the Grisha did believe in the cause, they were raised in it, proud to be soldiers. Maybe it was more comforting to believe than not since you couldn't escape it.

[ He doesn't think it's the same of the Solvunn cultists or true believers. He doesn't know if they could escape without dying, but he doubts every person in Solvunn is a believer. The Grisha were essentially prisoners, but so many of them didn't feel that way. Jesper knows this is all from his point of view, as an outsider. ]

I don't know what it felt like on the inside. Did you believe in it before?

[ So he is trying not to judge the Grisha who did what they had to. Maybe it gave them something to hold onto, to believe in the cause and fight for a reason. Jesper has his own reasons, more selfish and specific, his friends. Loved ones. He was loyal to the Dregs as his gang, but it's also because they were his friends. He's never believed in something bigger to fight for. Not even the Singularity, like she does. But he would for her, any day.

He smiles wryly at the question and takes the joint again before handing it back. Sharing one seems appropriate right then. If they have to leave with images of this experience, let it be with a buzz. ]

Hell if I know. [ He's being honest at least. Not trying to pretend he has the answers. ] Before all that happened, I would've said we could protect ourselves. That it would be stupid to fuck with us.

[ Jesper still does feel that way, it would be stupid. They did end up getting their people back in the end, but it wasn't quickly enough. Not for Dean, the only death of their own, and countless other natives. ]

Even if we all got much better at magic and defense, which I think we should anyway, it didn't save Geralt, the biggest badass I know.

[ Still, Jesper does think getting everyone armed and dangerous would be something. Not a whole lot, but better than nothing. He's not going to suggest it though, everyone's going to live the way they want. He has gone more intensive. He's been able to do things with his abilities he's not sure if other Durasts knew was possible. ]

But the Singularity couldn't stop it from happening either. That's part of why I wish we did execute all of them. So it was clear there would be no mercy if anyone tried again.

[princessvegas]

[ Her brow knits and she seems to actually deeply think about the question. Did you believe in it? It's not a simple concept. She takes a deep breath before she answers. ]

I think almost everyone bought into it, at least to some point. It was all we ever knew, the whole country basically fuckin' ran on it. That America was the greatest country in the history of the world, that we were basically the... the pinnacle of humanity or somethin'. I mean, we all knew it wasn't really that, but like, that becomes the high end of the scale, and that's where we were startin'. It's hard to question somethin' like greatness when your critical understandin' is that you're already pretty close. A lot of it's clearer now, but like, I still can't look back and say I wish I were from anywhere else.

[ Which is saying a lot. Because Julie doesn't just mean another country within her world; she also doesn't think she would ever want to have been born in another world, either. Her world is what made her Julie. America, for all its hubris and faults, made her Julie.

Fuck, she can't do this right now. She takes a long drag and holds it longer than she normally would. She shakes her head a little as she exhales. ]

Mm, Geralt has... like, limits, I guess, on what magic he can do. I mean, I'm not sure that he's tried much here, to learn, but I know it's like, part of what makes 'em Witchers. They can only do a little bit of magic, and they have to go learn it at a temple when they're young. It's the trade off for basically havin' superpowers, I think.

[ Not that Julie believes any of this to be super secret information she has been entrusted with, but she ordinarily would not share so much on his behalf. Geralt's business is his own, she has always believed that. But she is high, and still slightly disturbed; her tongue is loosened. ]

Can't say I don't miss my shotgun. Carried it around for almost six months before I got to Abraxas.

apologies, been a hella work time

[itookashot]

[ Jesper's heard of many stories from Julie's country and world and he finds it utterly fascinating. He did see a glimpse of some of the patriotism in her July party last year and she's explained the general idea of it a few times. The technology he probably would love, given the chance, he's looked at Shepard's world with the same wide, hungry eyes as anywhere that is advanced like that.

He nods though, he may not have ever experienced what she did, but it sounds familiar. It sounds like what he's heard from Ravka and Fjerda, how they have to see themselves.

He knows Julie well enough to see that something bothered her about all that, although it could be anything about this situation. She's one of his best friends in his life, so he is always paying close attention to her mannerisms. He almost instinctively leans closer to her, trying to subtly give comfort, something to lean on whenever she needs. ]

One of the powers I suddenly got here was super hearing. It was pretty terrible in the start, but Geralt walked me through it.

[ Jesper's genuinely grateful about that. They may not be close, but the witcher does strike him as someone that can be counted on, which is why he begged for his help. In his fear, he knew who could help him, and Geralt showed up for him, he chose to be there. It meant a lot to him. ]

Every time I get arrogant about how oh if only I was there, I would've fixed all of it, I remember how many dangerous people we have. And these assholes got around it.

[ Jesper can't help imagine saving Mat, being the hero he promised he would be. And he did find him on the mountain like he promised, but he knows of course that if he'd been down there, he wouldn't have been able to save them. Not any more than Geralt could. He glances over at her with a smile. ]

You should let me buy you a gun. I'd love to show you some of my tricks.

[princessvegas]

[ The technology is a non-negotiable for her. It is the bane of her entire fucking existence that she does not have an iPhone in Abraxas. Sure, it's great, she's got magic and friends and the man she loves and she has a direct connection to basically God, but... she misses Instagram and YouTube and TikTok so goddamn much. The scales are balanced.

But she has absolutely given Jesper an iPhone in the Horizon. She's created a decent enough facsimile of one there, and distributed it to everyone in her domain, as well as everyone she cares about. It has the normal built-in functions. A handful of very simple, famous phone games -- Angry Birds, Candy Crush, Fruit Ninja, Subway Surfers. Versions of YouTube and Spotify that work, but only for things Julie has seen or heard already before.

The case she has chosen for him is appropriately chaotic.

Julie makes a soft, sudden noise, as if she has just recalled something extremely crazy. ] Ohmygod dude, no, no fuckin' foolin'! I saw his memories once, and all his senses are crazy. It was so goddamn overwhelmin'. It's like he can see movement, and in the dark, and he hears and smells everythin' Like other people's heartbeats. He is so fuckin' amazin'.

[ Although her tone definitely indicates that she means amazing in a "superpowers" sense, it's clear that she can wax on about Geralt for quite some time. (Though she does glance around, just to make sure he isn't too close.) When she stops talking, it's only really to take another hit. ]

There's numbers at play too, babe. It don't matter how incredible you are, what kinda shot, nothin'. They took us when we were alone, or maybe with only one other person. They wanted to make sure we couldn't get away. [ Her brow knits, and she leans into his side, putting her head on his shoulder. ] As much as I hate it, there's nothin' we really coulda done. There's not much the government coulda done, I don't even think. Sometimes that's just how it is.

[ She chuckles. ] Oh, and what makes you so sure I don't got tricks of my own?

that case is amazing

[itookashot]

[ It's like everything Jesper learns about the tech she's used to, he feels more and more that he was born in the wrong time. Not to say that it's possible that technology is inevitable in his world too, but if it is, he should've been born then. Who knows who he would've been, but he likes to think still someone who would be down to party and be Julie's 'always in for the thrill' bestie.

He loves the iPhone and the case, the madness will always suit him. He probably would never get anything done if he had it in Cadens though. His attention span is not good on an average day. He brings in the most money for the Crows so wildly enough, he's the provider of the gang. If only his father could see him now. ]

Yeah I saw one of his memories, that's how I knew about the hearing. I would've been in real trouble if he hadn't come running. Like some damned hero, really.

[ It was nice, he doesn't mind someone else coming to the rescue. The somber serious Geralt running just to help little old him. He was good at grounding Jesper who was on the verge of panicking and in pain and fearful. He smiles at her when she talks about Geralt; anyone observant can hear the genuine feelings coming off her. As a romantic, he always appreciates hearing that tone.

He puts a long arm around her when she leans her head on his shoulder. Jesper's taking this slightly more seriously than he does usually, but she can probably hear the frustration in his tone.]

I know you're right, it's just difficult. It was my job to have everyone's backs, that's always been my role.

[ Jesper's a protector at heart. Even as recent as in the desert with the bandits, when the Winchesters were having their drama and he had to solo fight the incoming bad guys to slow them down long enough for his own back up. It's just how he's always been.

He smiles at her though, kissing the top of her head. ]

Oh I know you do, love. I would never underestimate you.

[princessvegas]

[ Julie believes that kind of thinking is useless, but she won't deny having felt idle jealousy toward people born into other versions of her Earth, where there was no Captain Trips. Jealousy of people in her world with the better luck to be born a hundred or more years earlier. All that matters is where they are now. But yeah, it does absolutely suck to know what great things exist and she can no longer have them. ]

He's such a big fuckin' hero all the time. [ She chuckles, doesn't maintain her mask of coolness quite as well as she usually likes to. Her cheeks begin to grow sore where her smile is more genuine than her normal persona allows. ] Don't let him hear you say it, though. He can't bring himself to admit the truth.

[ Poking fun at a familiar trait.

She reaches up with one hand to hold his, lacing her fingers between his. There's no use in crying over spilt milk. They've already cleaned the table -- why wonder about how it could have been if you never knocked over the glass? ]

It's impossible to be that many people's shadow. You had their backs. You helped bring 'em home. That's what matters. We're all back together, where we're supposed to be. None of ours died.

[ And honestly, Julie cares very little about most of the natives. She doesn't care how selfish it is. She cannot spread herself thin enough to worry about them, not when she's had her own life to contend with.

She pulls his hand to her mouth and kisses his knuckles fondly. ]

You should come by mine in the Horizon, I'll show you what I can do without durast powers. Cheater.

sorry fell behind, let's wrap here on this one!

[itookashot]

I'm not surprised, it probably ruins his image of himself as a stone cold badass.

[ Jesper laughs. It's mostly that someone can be both! Geralt might not see himself that way, but everyone around him probably sees the truth. It's nice though, he knows a lot of people who are full of themselves, himself included. Geralt helped him and never asked for anything in return. Jesper has a good dad himself, but he thinks Ciri is lucky to have a great one too. Not everyone does.

He knows that she's right, that looking backward will not help any of them. The fact is, he didn't protect them, but he did help rescue them. They made it in time to get off the mountain and everyone made it. He doesn't bring up Dean because that isn't the sort of thing you say off the cuff, and it's other people's story to tell. They did lose someone, one person. One person for saving everyone, he doubts Dean would regret that, even if Jesper does, on behalf of those who loved him.

He smiles at her and pulls her into a hug because she is just so perfect, his Julie. Perfect in her imperfections and her giant heart, for those she loves. He's loved her so long now that it's as natural as breathing. ]

That's a deal, love.