( october event log )

[hownkai]

Who: Everyone
When: October 1st and on
Where: The Mini Colony of the Runoff.
What: The Moira stops to resupply at the closest planet.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!

E V E N T L O G

big & small "It is an exploration for truth; the reveal can be more terrifying than the unknown." With supplies low and the general morale of the crew very much the same, the Moira still continues to move through the Runoff at a decent speed. As per Captain Ira's orders, plans to stop at the nearest port of call to re-supply and (hopefully) give those aboard a chance to recover from the catastrophe of the Luminous Sea and its subsequent plants have been made priority. Without much incident, after nearly a week and a half of traveling, the ship makes ready to dock. WELCOME TO THE MINI COLONY The Mini Colony was first established as a outpost between the Fixed Moons and the Living City of Inanna. Yet, over the centuries, it has flourished into an outpost of trade and commerce as well as is home to numerous individuals from across the universes. The temperature is generally mild all year, and even when it isn't, there are control units throughout the Mini Colony regulating weather conditions to keep it from such high extremes. Its citizens, while diverse, appear to cohabitate together well and are generally welcoming to those traveling through. However, beyond the numerous tourist areas, there are more dangerous and less friendly places in the Mini Colony. Anything and everything can be found here. You just have to know the right person to ask. ☄ OUT AND ABOUT There is quite a lot to see in the Mini Colony, and not even an entire week will allow for all that this place has to offer. Aside from the multiple businesses found within the MC, there are also plenty of other sectors ready to be explored by those crew members willing to brave these particular places. Yet, within these sectors, there are some "unknown" places that not even the locals really give much attention to. If explored, everything is as normal as any other place on the Mini Colony, but as time progresses, the trek through begins to take longer and longer. Soon, you find yourself tired and with no end in sight as to happening upon another sector, and after a while, a nearby bench seems to beckon you to sit. Upon sitting, a soft humming sound fills your ears and in the span between blinks, you're suddenly waking up on the Moira just as it docks at the Mini Colony. Talk about deja vu. ☄ SWEET NOTES After a few days, those aboard the ship may notice that particular areas of the Mini Colony are beginning to prepare for some sort of celebration. This festival is known as the Desiderium Festival, which derives from "an ardent desire for something that has been lost", and is a celebration to remember and honor the dead—as well as the living. It is celebrated with a particular fruit that ripens around this date every year. This citrus fruit is tart, yet sweet, and crumbles into caviar when removed from its rind; the fruit has no special effects on the eater but pairs nicely with alcohol for after-hours consumption. The group that throws this festival, the Lamaria, make paper from the rinds of the fruits, which is then used to write on and is the only proper paper for these notes to be written on. As fitting the occasion, people wear special finery to present the notes to their friends and relatives and to wear to the grave sites where they leave the notes for the dead. These tend to be burgundy and lime colors, like the fruits, and are shot through with gold. Participating is considered a great honor, so if asked to join, carefully consider before declining. ( ooc; For questions, go here. Please comment to activity check to receive new ranks (if applicable)! The CR Meme is also up! )

Comments

[diamondslap]

Yes, yes, into the spooky abandoned house.

[she keeps up easily, gifting him with a small smile when he kicks in the door.]

Chivalry isn't dead! Assuming you're not about to attempt to murder me, of course. I wouldn't recommend it.

[mylawn]

I ain't gonna murder you unless you give me a reason.

[A thinly-veiled half threat. He'll even walk into the spooky abandoned house first, quickly locating the hatch into the tunnels and opening it up, gesturing into the blackness.]

[diamondslap]

Whatever you say, darling.

[she slides past him, maintaining eye contact, then grins again and hops down.

maybe going in first isn't the best idea, but aurelia figures if she's going to be murdered at least it won't be... downwind.]

[mylawn]

[76 will just let her lead the way until she realizes that she has no idea where she’s going—not that it’s easy to get lost, given the fact that there are entrances and exits about every mile or so. He follows after her, glad to be the one at her back, instead of the other way around.]

Got in through a maintenance area for the tram system. Tunnels go under the whole place.

[Some interesting factoids, perhaps, without giving away the fact that the anti-slavery contingent is using them to shuffle people around.]

[diamondslap]

[aurelia is not going to stop 76 she will never admit she's wrong.]

Now isn't that interesting. Do you suppose they used to be catacombs?

[mylawn]

Is that a joke about how you’re going to murder me?

[Not that he thinks she can, of course. That would be silly—but it would be sillier not to acknowledge the fact that they might not be on the same side.]

[diamondslap]

Darling, it's merely a comment on how many cities I've been to that have had tombs under them. Full of loot.

[she turns to frown at him, still walking.]</small If I were going to murder you, I'd much rather do it in public. More fun that way. So, nothing to worry about.

[mylawn]

Sure.

[76 is way too paranoid for this, but he supposes this is a situation of his own making. He’ll have to own it, whether she turns out to be a murderer or not.]

Anyway, I don’t think they were catacombs. Maintenance areas, maybe.