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]

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~