( september event log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: September 19th and on
Where: The Fixed Moons of the Runoff and the Moira.
What: Everything comes to a head.
Warnings: Nothing for now. Please label your content!

E V E N T L O G

the lucid disparity revisited "Never be the first to arrive or the last to go, and never, ever be both." By now, time has passed, and most of the crew have found some sort of comfortable groove with the natives of the unnamed island they crashed near. Partying, gambling and drinking, and more… Even the mysterious pool has given people who could answer its riddle insight in this confusing time. However, as the nights and days continue to progress and the parties begin to blur together, things are… odd. The hosts are still as kind as ever, offering anything and everything those at the temple-like building could ask for, but every so often, the world around them appears different. Clear, as if a fog had been lifted. Yet, it’s only a blink, and then, it’s gone, returning everyone to their regularly scheduled eternal party. Down on the beach, the Captains are still as busy as ever working with those capable to restore function to the Moira. On the morning of the 20th, Navigator Manasseh’s vitals begin to slowly return to normal, her status on the Directory reverting to GREEN, and with it, life is brought back to the Moira. This, of course, means everyone is able to board the ship and leave, but most of the crew who traveled through the jungle and stayed at the party aren’t exactly willing to go just yet. Prior to this, a few of the crew who suddenly realized things were strange and that the people around them were acting strange - themselves included - approached Thán with this particular revelation, upon which Nathan Drake planned to bring back things from the temple to be tested for irregularities. Each sample returned to Cúrre does not alert her to anything abnormal, comprised of similar compounds—except for the water brought to her from the pool. Acting quickly, she reaches the same conclusion as a few of the other crewmembers do: that the water neutralizes the mysterious intoxication caused by everything on this unknown planet. ☄ FROM UNDER THE VEIL The combined efforts of the crew and Curre have resulted in an “antidote” being made from the pool water; crew members pass it around to those down on the ship and beach, then utilize caution while administering it to those at the party. The change happens slowly for most. A drink that was perfect only a little while ago is suddenly sickeningly sweet and no longer enjoyable. The food tastes wrong. The music no longer urges you to dance but instead reminds you that your feet are aching. The magic is fading, and as it does, the cracks in the facade begin to reveal themselves. The elegant city built into the rocks is faded and cracking at the edges. Nothing is as it seems, especially the hosts. Their eagerness to please now has an edge to it. They try and ply their guests with new food, drink and distractions, but they know when the game is up. Do you try and slip away when they’re distracted, or do you demand to know why they’ve done this? Do you dare to find out? ☄ AS TIME GOES BY Crew have begun to filter to the beach, and as the ship reboots, its systems expelling water and allowing it to float on the surface, all Moira-connected technology refreshes. MID devices, to those who check, will show that a year has passed since they crash landed on this strange planet. Those that did not join the party would not have been aware that so much time had passed as the planet seems to be under the influence of a blurring of time, probably due to the fact it is so close to the Luminous Sea. Crew would have gone through the motions and not realized that supplies were dwindling, and anyone who has themselves looked over in the Medbay will discover that they are, in fact, physically one year older. With the Moira finally functioning and with everyone on board, the ship finally begins to ascend and leave the planet behind. The Captains are all working together to get the crew settled back on board and help those who might need some adjusting to this particular news. Since it has been such a long time, fresh supplies are badly needed, and the ship is directed towards the closest known place: the Mini Colony. ( ooc; For questions, go here. )

Comments

[ryuuzaki]

He brings his face up to hers, then presses his forehead against hers, not joking anymore. He speaks to her softly.

"Just relax and don't try to exert yourself. We can worry about that another time. Tonight... whatever won't cause a strain, even if it's only this. What time do your roommates usually come back?"

He doesn't mention that his are rarely in his room, which is an entire deck away.

[a_shadow]

"Am I that obvious?" she mutters wryly. Mostly because she knows she is. "They come back at random times. At least lately—I think they both have social lives or something heinous like that."

[ryuuzaki]

"How good are you at pretending that nothing is going on?"

He doesn't bother to make this sound like a serious question. Yes, she's obvious: she's joked about putting him in the hospital when she can barely walk.

Less flippantly, more hushed, he adds, "I didn't expect to miss you like this. I think I was spoiled -- I didn't know how much time was passing, but I got used to you." He means her presence, right there -- increasingly close as the months had slipped by. Thinking about it too deeply is unsettling -- how many moments have been compressed into the ones he remembers? how many are completely lost? -- but it doesn't change the fact that he'd enjoyed almost every one of them.

[a_shadow]

She looks into his eyes—she's come to adore his eyes—and says the first thing that comes to mind. "Stay, then," she says. "Stay tonight." It's so strange, comparing what's happened with him to what happened with Church—she didn't allow Church to stay with her until he got injured, and even when she invited him to stay in her room, they didn't share a bed. It was different with Church, though, wasn't it? She needed to keep some boundaries with him. It's not like that with Daniel. It's not like that at all.

She likes that.

To emphasize her words, she scoots in closer, releasing his hand and moving to lie on her back, pressing her arm to his chest. She takes his hand in her other and kisses his fingertips. She likes how he runs his fingers through her hair when they're close like this. She likes how gentle he is when they're just becoming intimate (which is strange, since that used to annoy her). She wants him to stay and act like that, though. Just like that.

[ryuuzaki]

They're not nothing to each other, but what they are is new and debatable, and not really at a point where it requires definition. Friends... better friends than they had been... who also have a physical relationship, getting to know each other in several ways at once. The little flip in his stomach when she asks him to stay surprises him, but it probably doesn't mean anything... does it? It means that a pretty woman is kissing his fingertips and asking him to stay the night after he's just told her that he enjoys her company.

Not worth thinking about at the moment, but he likes that she distracts him from other worries, other infatuations.

"Of course I'll stay with you."

He props himself up on his elbow, close to her, then presses the palm of his free hand to the side of her face and jaw and leans in to kiss her mouth, then trails his hand slowly down the side of her body to rest on her hip.

This is the first time he's done something like this sober. He remembers their more kinetic habits back on the planet, the things she likes, but there's little place for them right now. What there is room for is a quiet joke.

"-- But you'll have to promise to be very gentle with me." He smiles against her mouth.