October Mini-Event

[savmods]

Who: Anyone and everyone
When: Oct. 17-Oct. 31
Where: All over
What: Special deliveries

The latest residents of Avagi haven't been on the space station long, but many have settled into a routine of sorts. It's hard not to, when everyone is locked inside with no weather patterns or job shifts to make each day different. But on October 17, something does change.

Missed Items

It's subtle and swift. Those with sharp eyes and luck may glimpse a flicker of silvery light. It's smaller than the openings that brought them here, and disappears faster. When it does, it leaves something behind—an item from home, left close to the person who misses it... or not. The lights appear all over, depositing items familiar to your worlds. Do they end up with the right person? A completely wrong one? Are they left at a random place in public, to be discovered by the first person who happens to pass by? With so many odd, unannounced deliveries, the answer to all of these questions could be "Yes". Whether you've found someone else's treasure or are looking for your own, you may want to reach out—or at least, keep your eyes open.

A Sense of Home

Still, not everything that was missed was a thing. Certain spaces through Avagi experience a longer, brighter appearance of light, transforming in a variety of ways. Bar: The metal bulkheads of Avagi's bar now vanish a few feet into the room, replaced with wooden floorboards and warm light. While fully stocked, this bar and grill will lack its usual staff or patrons. Unless, of course, you want to step up to the task? Greenery: Especially with its malfunctioning taskbot care, the Greenery has had its share of climate swings... but the dry desert air is definitely new. While overwatering could keep the plants from withering under the heat, the temperature won't change no matter what settings are adjusted. On the bright side: the cactus is perking up! Bartering Block: As with the Bar, the previous construction of this space has been entirely replaced. Instead of wood or metal, the walls and contents are smooth and black, minimalist shapes interspersed by glowing lines of color. To those of a digital nature, the larger system around them will be tangible. Program or programmer, no character will be able to hack their way into complete control, but surface-level constructs and modifications can be made. Ingress Shrines: While no speakers or devices can be found, someone appears to be playing music in the halls... at three different locations. The doorway to the Hall of Music plays through a wide variety of 1920s-40s Earth music, interrupted every now and then by the scratch of a record. The library's Ingress shrine now cycles through 1980s- and 1990s-era pop. The view from the observation station might be depressing, but what about some early jazz to liven it up? No? Like it or hate it, you're stuck with the tunes for now. Observation Station: Speaking of the view from the station... a few of its windows appears to have undergone a marked change. Instead of showing the storm, they now look out onto a scenic compound—and its anti-aircraft defenses. Take in the gentle lapping of the waves as long as you like, but don't try to crack the windows. Whatever it looks like, there's no fresh air outside. Nothing lasts forever. By the end of the month, these changes fade away, leaving Avagi as it was before they arrived... if with some new precious memories.

[OOC Note: Happy housewarming, everyone! Items are permanent, and may be found by the person they're meant for... or by anyone else. We encourage players to reach out to their CR, or comment around on the signup page if you have interest in finding another character's item or allowing them to find your own.

The changed spaces are not permanent, but will be available for anyone to encounter and engage with. Altered spaces will return to normal on November 1.]

Comments

[vata]

[Sombra slides over to stand beside him, ignoring the distance he's carefully put between them.]

I don't think most people on this station would stop to look at an old doll like that.

[Though now, come to think of it, she is— her expression shifting into stark surprise once she gets a closer look at it, attention fixed entirely on that weathered toy. Is that...no. No, it couldn't be.

Could it— ?]

[shadowblends]

[Oh, okay, she doesn't mind invading his space. His shoulders stiffen, though that's the only thing that shows he might be nervous. There's no shift in his features, expression set on curiosity.]

Well, I'm not most people.

[Peeking up at her from beneath dual-toned bangs, Kurt watches the shock come across her face, his own eyebrows lifting in bewilderment. He knows recognition when he sees it.]

... you know who this belongs to, don't you?

[vata]

[For a moment, her lips purse, features tightening as she realizes how transparent this looks. Feigning indifference might come a second or two too late, but it doesn't stop her from trying, arms coolly folded.]

...what makes you say that?

[shadowblends]

[Yeah, no, little Blue isn't buying that cool guy (girl) act at all. He gives her a skeptical look, spares a glance down at the teddy then returns to Sombra.]

The look on your face a few seconds ago told me all I needed to figure that out.

[vata]

Clever. [It's earned praise— especially from someone like Sombra. Anyone that's sharp enough to catch context clues before they slip away is worth her interest, with or without her stuff on the (figurative) table.

But also she really wants her stuffed animal back.]

All right, you got me. I know who it belongs to— and I can tell you they want it back.

[shadowblends]

[He's unable to resist, fangs peeking past the blue of his lips in a smirk. Nothing wrong with being proud of his observance, right?

Again, an eyebrow lifts, although more out of curiosity this time.] You do, [he confirms, more of a statement than a question.] Well, if you don't mind telling me, I could get it back to them as quickly as possible!

[Maybe a bit too enthusiastic for him to not have an idea about the bear's owner, but he'll keep playing along.]

[vata]

Or you could just give it to me now.

[It's a weighted suggestion from where she's meeting his stare— and eyeing those sharp, sharp fangs. She's still grinning, a little more for show this time, but a promise she's not about to throw down over what he's holding onto right now.]

Unless you really want that thing to keep you company.

[shadowblends]

Orrr, [Kurt drawls, mirth clear in his tone.] I don't.

[Simply put! His grin widens, the arm around the stuffed toy curling a little more securely. This is very clearly a challenge accepted face, Sombra.]

Actually, I do. He's pretty cute and all.

[vata]

Don't make me take it from you, hermano. I don't want to hurt you.

[She's teasing when she says it, but there's an edge to it too: the razor sharp promise of someone that isn't entirely joking, despite all behavioral signs pointing to the contrary.]

[shadowblends]

Ah! [A language that's foreign to him.] You would hurt me, fräulein? I've done nothing wrong.

[His eyes widen, lower lip poking out, the shift into pathetic puppy eyes all too easy. It's subtle, though, so being able to tell if he's faking or not may be difficult.]

Besides, [he tests gingerly.] What makes you think you could take it?