Day 6: Morning

[wizardseason]

Morning: 6:00am - 12:00noon

[ IRL Timeframe: October 31st - November 7th 13th, 2019 ]

In the typically quiet town of Craydon, most residents know that the beach is only a short walk away from the train station at the base of the mountainous region they live in. They've constructed a long wooden path out to the edge of the sandy area, with a number of benches available for any residents. Typically there are a handful of locals either walking, relaxing, fishing, or ocean watching on this normally quiet and uneventful beach. But today, at sunrise, the Wizard and the Protector are on the beach. The Wizard has made short work of sending everyone away but a few have remained to post it to social media.

It's a stalemate, for the most part. For every blow one flings, the other parries it. For every shout, there's one in return. Most unsettling, however, is that they're arguing in a language that isn't native to this world.

Far Haven isn't having an uneventful morning but it is having a quiet morning. The Hospital is looking better after the events of Day 5, the front doors are now available for use and a construction team is hard at work undoing the damage that had been done the previous day. It's definitely not fixed yet, but it's clearly on the way.

That isn't the big event that's drawing people's attention, though. Six, today's monster, has borrowed a chair from inside the hospital's lobby and placed it in the courtyard right outside the front doors. He can be found sitting, one leg propped up over the other and showing off one of the cowboy boots he's wearing, with a clipboard leaned up on his leg. Two of his arms are sitting on the armrests, casually drumming like he's impatient. Two more arms are folded across his front, and the last two arms are holding and writing on the clipboard. His yellow skin is bright as the sunlight hits him, but he's clearly ready for the sun with a pair of aviator sunglasses covering his eyes. Are there multiple eyes under there? He's wearing a cowboy hat with a white bandana around his neck and thick hair(?) bound up in a ponytail dangling off the back of the chair. This monster's a cowboy!

Oh, and there's a huge double-headed axe propped up against his chair. Can't forget that, that's scary.

Bamborough is a strange blend of eventful and not. The Child's boat is back and social media has made no secret of where they headed: Breakfast. The Bamborough Diner, a staple location in the tourist town, has been serving them meal after meal all morning. They're on their sixth meal, stuffing pancake after pancake into their mouth. They've been using the diner's picture-filled menu to order item after item and they haven't repeated one yet. It's time to EAT!

But with all this happening, surely the heroes won't be up to anything else? There's definitely no reason why the Wizard has suddenly chose to go toe-to-toe with the Protector this morning, right? No way, no how.

There's definitely a reason.


Sixth Morning Event:: The Fight.

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The Weather

• A little foggy.
• 55°F / 13°C
• Uh, grab a jacket, it's actually chilly.

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Prompts:

• 06:00am The Beach, Craydon: Today, at sunrise, the Wizard and the Protector are on the beach. The Wizard has made short work of sending everyone away but a few have remained to post it to social media.
  
  It's a stalemate, for the most part. For every blow one flings, the other parries it. For every shout, there's one in return. Most unsettling, however, is that they're arguing in a language that isn't native to this world.
  
  The heroes can try to get close, but they'll eventually find a barrier in their way. Is your hero here? Are they talking to others? Is there anything they can do? Or do they know more about what's happening than they've told others?


• 07:00am Harsen Island Regional Hospital, Far Haven: Far Haven isn't having an uneventful morning but it is having a quiet morning. The Hospital is looking better after the events of Day 5, the front doors are now available for use and a construction team is hard at work undoing the damage that had been done the previous day. It's definitely not fixed yet, but it's clearly on the way.
  
  That isn't the big event that's drawing people's attention, though. Six, today's monster, has borrowed a chair from inside the hospital's lobby and placed it in the courtyard right outside the front doors. He can be found sitting, one leg propped up over the other and showing off one of the cowboy boots he's wearing, with a clipboard leaned up on his leg. Two of his arms are sitting on the armrests, casually drumming like he's impatient. Two more arms are folded across his front, and the last two arms are holding and writing on the clipboard. His yellow skin is bright as the sunlight hits him, but he's clearly ready for the sun with a pair of aviator sunglasses covering his eyes. Are there multiple eyes under there? He's wearing a cowboy hat with a white bandana around his neck and thick hair(?) bound up in a ponytail dangling off the back of the chair. This monster's a cowboy!
  
  Oh, and there's a huge double-headed axe propped up against his chair. Can't forget that, that's scary.


• 08:00am Bamborough Diner, Bamborough: Bamborough is a strange blend of eventful and not. The Child's boat is back and social media has made no secret of where they headed: Breakfast. The Bamborough Diner, a staple location in the tourist town, has been serving them meal after meal all morning. They're on their sixth meal, stuffing pancake after pancake into their mouth. They've been using the diner's picture-filled menu to order item after item and they haven't repeated one yet. It's time to EAT!


• 0?:00am General Post, Anywhere: Are your characters interacting elsewhere? Are they texting everyone? Put any threads here that don't fit elsewhere with the time and location in the subject.

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Procedure:

Reply to the appropriate toplevel comments for events below. Indicate if a post is a private conversation with "Private" in the subject otherwise all threads should be open to interaction with others. Plan OOCly how you'd like to toss everyone around.

Comments

[eutychia]

Luka lays in bed holding his phone with an incredulous look on his face.

It does make sense, he supposes, that Gyre wouldn't know much about online culture. Not even the basics, like emoji.

And yet Luka, who was born and raised in a world filled with technology, is still in awe at how someone could maintain such an off-the-grid lifestyle in this day and age.

Emoji is like...
Symbols used to represent facial expressions. It's part of chat speak.

[sustainer]

Welcome to confusion town, Luka. Gyre lives here most of the time when it comes to this society. He's spent most of his morning here while he tried to remember everything he learned between Olivia and Garrot to be able to even start this conversation.

There's a pause as he stares at the text and tries to process what it means. Symbols that represent a face? He scans up to the previous """winking face""" and huffs softly when he can't see it at all.

Chat speak is this? What we're doing here on the phone? Why do you need to represent a face in chat speak

[eutychia]

Yeah, this is kind of chatspeak...
And the face is so you can know I'm winking playfully.
How else do you convey that? Should I send you a photo of my face?

[sustainer]

The concept of tone over text is lost on him. He chews his lips, wondering why you would even need to convey that at all. This feels like a barrier to a culture he hasn't even begun to learn though, so he takes a different tact.

I wouldn't mind seeing your face more often.

[eutychia]

Luka snaps a selfie of his morning face, complete with an over the top wink and sends it to Gyre.

Even after you fucked it up with all these bruises?
That pic is exclusive, by the way. I don’t want to hear about it turning up on any gossip sites. ;0

[sustainer]

Oh gods. He draws a breath in between his teeth, wincing slightly when he sees the picture. Those bruises are... a lot. He's definitely healing, but Gyre is glad the other can't see his face for the next couple days.

I'll keep it safe. It's not so bad. Purple looks good with your skin

[eutychia]

So I hear.
I’m not sure I’d want to wear it quite like this again though.
At least not on the face. It’s too important, you know?

[sustainer]

For your music? I guess that makes sense.
I'll aim somewhere other then your face next time ;)

[eutychia]

My voice and hands are more important for the music honestly.
The face is just iconic.

Luka is delighted when his text to speech program awkwardly reads out Gyre’s use of the winking emoji.

See? You’re a natural.

[sustainer]

I had a good teacher. It's a nice face. One of the better ones. The voice and hands are nice too.

[eutychia]

You flatter me, Gyre.
Are you trying to get yourself another private show?

[sustainer]

Is that all I have to do? Compliment you? Ask for one? I'd love to see you again Princess. You and your music were a brightening presence in my camp ;)

[eutychia]

If that was all it took I'd be giving private shows every night.
I do believe you owe me though.
You didn't get around to describing your body to me last time.

[sustainer]

I'll gladly repay a debt like that. Unfortunately, those aren't the sort of words I'm good with. You might get a better picture of me if you were more hands on instead.

[eutychia]

Oh, I'm very good with my hands.
You've seen me play guitar.

[sustainer]

I haven't stopped thinking about them since. I can't wait to see them at work again

[eutychia]

If you were impressed by that, I'll blow you away next time.
I hope you're prepared!!

[sustainer]

Oh my god. This is steamy! He didn't expect this out of Luka, but he's utterly pleased by it. He's so caught off guard by it, it actually takes him a second to figure out what he wants to say. He leans back on his bench, staring at the words. Simple is better, right?

I will be. Tonight?

[eutychia]

That eager to see me again hm?
I'll see if I have an opening in my schedule.
Should I come to your camp?

[sustainer]

I'll try to be more obvious about it next time. The prospect of seeing you will keep me going through these difficult times ;)
I prefer my camp. As long as you don't mind getting a little dirty with me

[eutychia]

I don't mind your camp.
Not exactly posh but its secluded at least.
I just hope you'll have somewhere for me to sit that's more comfortable than a rock this time.

[sustainer]

I can think of a few places. Don't worry. I'll take care of you, Princess.

[eutychia]

Of course you will.
I'll see you soon, Gyre~