Day 3: Evening

[wizardseason]

Evening: 5:00pm - Midnight

[ IRL Timeframe: June 16th to June 26th July 3rd, 2019 ]

No matter when the heroes defeated their monsters, or when the sixth monster was defeated and there were none left, everyone will be treated to an unfortunately familiar feeling. The world of the past will fade, slowly at first but gradually increasing in pace until they pass out to blackness.

Everyone will wake up on a beach, and not a beach in the town their residence is in. Looks like everyone will need to take the train back home or go for a really, really long walk.

More unsettling than that is that every hero will either have a decent suntan or a mild sunburn. Social media is abuzz with comments about the island "going still" and the knights "dead on the beaches". There are reports that all twelve knights and the princess were all defeated at the same time and left on the beaches as an advertisement that the world was over this year.

Naturally, the heroes will realize that they are not, in fact, dead. Better do some damage control, there. Anyone who tried to make any recordings in the past will find that the files are corrupted and unavailable. Looks like whatever happened is going to... stay in the past.

The heroes who are due for an evening visit in the Princess' Dream Citadel or in The Wizard's House will arrive there the moment they sleep.

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The Weather

• Warmer than yesterday.
• 77°F / 25°C
• Everyone's in a bit of a panic!

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Prompts:

• 05:00pm Beach Wake-up Call: Every hero will wake up laying on the wet sand of the beach. There's waves gently lapping at them, waking them up slowly from their abrupt return from the past. Everyone will feel a little groggy and their clothes will be uncomfortably crusted in sand. Here's to hoping that saltwater and sand will wash out? Make sure to remove the little crabs that have started crawling over you!


• 5:00pm, Craydon: The residents of Craydon are all safely at home up the mountain by now. The only people still lingering around the Craydon beaches are fishermen working to prepare for their sunset runs. The offshore cages aren't going to empty themselves, after all! Fortunately this means they have, and can offer, blankets and hot drinks while they're heading out. It's not much, but they're here to help. At least the heroes are hopefully not alone?


• 5:00pm, Bamborough: The residents of Bamborough are really just the locals, concerned for the future of the world and of the heroes. Instead of waking up alone, they'll find little boxes of dry towels and bottled water beside them. Looks like the residents were pretty sure they were going to wake up at some point because they've left little kits to help them wake up with. It's not much, but it's better than nothing. The boardwalks of Bamborough are empty, with not a single soul out and about. The local shops, though, are pretty much business as usual. They'll immediately bustle in excitement when the heroes show themselves. Also: Free showers near the beach boardwalks! Better get all that crusty sand cleaned off.


• 5:00pm, Far Haven: The city of Far Haven is simultaneously the most cold and impersonal and the most immediately helpful. Each hero in Far Haven will wake up with a little walkie talkie beside them. If they pick it up and reach out, they'll be immediately told to come to the Far Haven hospital for immediate medical assistance. Once there, they'll be offered a free shower, water, hydration, a medical checkup, and a free coupon for the Craydon hot springs. There are even little kits set out for the knights in other towns. But... there's no one to bring them to the other towns, whoops. Guess they're carry-out only?


• 5:35pm onward, Train station(s): The train has a pretty reliable schedule for the evening, ending in Far Haven at 11:25pm. One way or another, the train is going to be how your hero makes their way back home to sleep for the night. Will the ride be uneventful, or will it be spent with others?
  
  • Bamborough: 6:45pm, 8:30pm, 10:15pm.
  • Craydon: 7:20pm, 9:05pm, 10:50pm.
  • Far Haven: 6:10pm, 7:55pm, 9:40pm, 11:25pm.


• 6:00pm, Bamborough: In the outdoor seating area of Slyder's Wizard Sliders, a Wizard-themed burger restaurant in the most touristy area of Bamborough near the waterfront, the Wizard herself is seated at one of the tables under a big umbrella. Despite the big umbrella, she's still wearing her massive hat: Double shade from the setting sun. Sitting on the table is a small wizard-themed drink with little lightning bolts sticking out of the blue liquid.


• 8:00pm, Far Haven: Social media is quick to add the #wizardsighting hashtag to posts made by officers at the police station in Far Haven. The Wizard is seated up on the rooftop ledge of the police station, legs dangling over the third floor edge, surrounded by fireflies sparkling in the night. All a hero has to do is tell an officer they'd like to go up to talk to the Wizard and they'll be escorted to the elevator to the roof. Up you go, heroes!
  

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Procedure:

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[tropicalstorm]

Haizea made her way to the train sometime after leaving the hospital, unsure as to where she’s planning to go. She could head back to Bamborough, get a shower and a change of clothes, but she does have that Craydon hot springs coupon too. As she ponders her options, she’s lying down in a booth, rudely taking up the entire space, and might be drifting in and out of consciousness. The train runs in a loop, she’ll be fine.

Notably, she’s dressed a bit oddly. After waking up in the surf, she’d ditched her jeans and ruined boots, found a pair of flip flops, and tied her jacket around her waist. Otherwise, she’s just wearing her one piece and definitely smells of the ocean, her hair is a bit stiff and windblown from the salt and windy sea breeze.

[daddykong]

As it turns out, Garrot had a bit of a break between his phone calls home. If he just sat there, someone might notice how gross he was, so he's off pacing through the train cars to pass the time and burn off some energy. That's when he finds Haizea seemingly unconscious in a booth, the day after getting a nasty head wound.

"Hey." Garrot is looming over his friend, his tone pointed and gruff and just a bit concerned. At least she's breathing. "You okay?" And then, to make sure, he lightly pokes her in the head with the non-clawed part of one finger.

If she doesn't react, he'll use the claw next time. Maybe poke her in the temple. Now Garrot is almost hoping she's unconscious so he can mess with her...

[tropicalstorm]

Unfortunately for Garrot's antics, Haizea is a notoriously light sleeper. While she can fall asleep anywhere, just about anything will wake her up. When he taps her head, she instinctively grabs his wrist tightly as her eyes snap open.

"Oh, hey Garrot," she says with a yawn after her eyes focus on him. She releases his wrist and pulls herself upright into a sitting position. "Hell of a day, huh?"

[daddykong]

When she grabs his wrist, Haizea is treated to a moment of tension from Garrot, his own hands instinctively clenching into fists. It's not until she yawns that the tension is released, and he's just left there... laughing awkwardly.

"Y-yeah, it's been rough." The other hand moves to scratch at the back of his neck. He needs a shower. But Garrot still looks... concerned.

"How's... how's your head?" The doctor leans towards her the tiniest bit, restraining himself from completing a more comprehensive examination.

[tropicalstorm]

She's unbothered by his tense reaction to her grab, she wouldn't expect anything different from him.

"Doctors took a peek at it earlier, it's lookin' pretty good they said," she tilts her head to the side to show him. There's definitely a scar, but it's all healed up, the most visible trace of it by now is the light trail it makes in her sidecut where the hair hasn't fully grown back yet.

"I've been ready for action since this morning, really, though it ain't like I got a choice not to be what with the daily monster fights."

[daddykong]

Garrot's brow furrows as he learns she saw other doctors. Sure there's nothing stopping her, but- but-!!

"Other doctors aren't me..." And suddenly, he's using that clawed finger from before, reaching to gently run the smooth side of it along the scar. It's also worth noting that his eyes have changed to that bright, magical teal, at least until he starts talking again. "...even if they're right. This time."

"Still," Garrot continues, unbothered by the fact that he's still leaning over her, "if you need to take a break for a few hours, do it. Anyone who doesn't like it can answer to me." Doctor's orders?? This would basically equate to Garrot yelling 'fuck off' while waving his arms around, as if to scare off a bear.

Garrot might be blushing and pouting a bit at all that, because the force of his loud caring beats out the force of pressure to succeed from the entire planet.

[tropicalstorm]

She raises an eyebrow and grins a little bit as he checks her head himself. Is that jealousy she hears?

"Aw, you mad that I let another doctor put hands on me?" She says, cheekily. "Only let other doctors look at it to get 'em off my case, they wanted to give me a whole checkup even though I told 'em I was fine." She shrugs.

"I'd probably be alright without a break, though I did get this free Craydon hot spring coupon in Far Haven, might be as good a time as any to use it. Who knows what time period we might end up in tomorrow, right?"

[daddykong]

"Mad?! No, I-" Garrot sputters like a buffoon before she continues, and oh, okay, they were bugging her. Like he is. Which is almost fine. So he just sighs.

"I'm the only doctor Knight. And we don't know if the magic has any long-lasting side effects. So..." Garrot furrows his brow again, fully aware that this has gotten to him. "If anything changed, I don't want to miss it because it could matter." Then, he pulls back the scar-poking hand and uses it to scratch at the back of his neck.

"But... I guess you'd tell me as soon as you knew if anything changed, huh?" Take one light chuckle, Haizea, as the big guy realizes just how worried he was... which is Very. And he's notably ignoring the time travel remark altogether, absolutely does not want to think about that more by talking about it.

[tropicalstorm]

His concern is pretty endearing, honestly, but she's not about to tell him that. Better keep it light for now.

"Oh yeah, if I was still hurt you best believe you'd hear about it first. After all, how're we supposed to have that fight if my ass is still messed up?" She gives him a fierce grin and waggles her eyebrows just a little.

"But seriously, don't worry 'bout me too much. I haven't lived this long without knowin' how to take care of myself."

[daddykong]

"Yeah, but monsters are different!" He throws his hands into the air, gently exasperated... at the monsters, not her. "Spikes and hands and heat and- and if you don't know how to deal with something, then it's on me." Another sigh. "I just- I don't want to let anyone down."

The arms come back down to his sides, and that fierce grin is met with a coy little smirk from Garrot. "But if you need your ass to fight, you must've picked up some new tricks."

Yep, he's dad-joke word-twisting you with the most literal interpretation, Haizea. And this doctor looks very pleased with himself now, like he wasn't just fretting his nerves to death a minute prior.

[tropicalstorm]

"You won't let anyone down," Haizea says confidently. "And worryin' that you will only makes it harder to do what needs doin'."

When he takes her to Dad Joke City, she barks out a laugh in spite of herself before deciding to go with it.

"Oh, you got no idea what my ass can do. Not yet, at least," she says lightly with a shrug and a slight eyebrow waggle.

[daddykong]

Honestly, the fact that Garrot got a laugh out of her was enough to raise his spirits, to push aside the gnawing dread that the next monster will be something they can't fight against, or his abilities can't counteract.

"So you have some weird Ass Magic as a last resort? Makes me wonder..." Garrot raises an eyebrow at Haizea, and his mouth is somewhere between a smirk and a goofy grin. "...has your ass ever killed a man? Y'know, or a woman, whatever." He chuckles and just shakes his head. "I mean, what if a monster has a Weapon of Ass Destruction?" Of course, his nerves do find a way to creep back in. These aren't stakes that someone can realistically prepare for, sadly.

[tropicalstorm]

“My ass has been the downfall of many,” she says loftily before cracking a smirk. “Don’t you worry your fuzzy head ‘bout it though, I’m a responsible ass owner; I got a license from the state department and I keep it in an approved safe and everythin’.

“After all, ass don’t kill people; people kill people!” she laughs at her own joke at this point, unable to keep a straight-ish face at the concept of Booty = Guns much longer. “Though I guess in our case we just kill monsters, but I’d rather keep my ass outta our dealins’ with them.”

[daddykong]

The whole thing is just a breath of fresh air for Garrot, the occasional lapse into apprehension overloaded by elaborate, butt-based japery. When she laughs, he laughs louder, and of course she brings things back to the monsters, as well. Garrot's settled into a jokesy mood though, so he gets a shit-eating grin.

"Do you think we could beat a monster if, say, seven of me sat on one?" That is, it's worth noting, over one ton of Garrot. "I mean, worst case I just hold it down, right?" The tone in his voice will imply that he's actually kind of asking a serious question. Why is he like this?

[tropicalstorm]

She 'hmms' a bit and leans her head in her hand pensively.

"I guess it depends on the size of the monster. And what it's made of? Some of these fuckers seem to bust open like balloons once they take enough damage. If it's one like that then probably it would only take one of your butts to take it down."

Why is she entertaining his bizarrely serious question? Why not!!!!