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Hope RP ([personal profile] wizardseason) wrote in [community profile] pajamabox2019-12-18 09:18 pm

Day 7: Morning

Morning: 6:00am - 12:00noon

[ IRL Timeframe: December 18th, 2019 - January 1st 8th, 2020 ]

After the events of Day 6, every single one of the heroes will know that five of their fellow heroes are no longer with them. Six of the monsters have been dealt with(?). The world is halfway to being saved(?). The unknown child, Sxicq, walks the island now. The Protector and the Wizard are--

The Wizard is missing. Courtesy of the #WheresTheWizard hashtag, it's clear that even social media can't get tabs on her. They've located Sxicq, Ten, Five, Six, and even the Protector. But the Wizard's location is a mystery. Maybe the Wizard-aligned knights were able to meet with her overnight? But no one knows who they are (well, clever heroes may have identified one), so it's anyone's guess.

It's a remarkably quiet morning, though, serving as an opportunity for the heroes to collect themselves.

Seventh Morning Event: Craydon: The Funeral.


The Weather

  • Solemn.
  • 64°F / 18°C
  • The air is still.


Prompts:

  • 6:00am The Funeral, Craydon: Five and Ten are the easiest to find this morning. They're in Craydon's small cemetary, holding a quiet conversation over an urn surrounded by flowers. Six is nearby, seated beneath a willow tree, hat and sunglasses obscuring his eyes. Locals are, for the most part, keeping their distance. But every so often, someone approaches to add a flower to the pile around the urn. Monster or not, no one is cruel enough to disrupt anyone in mourning.

  • 8:30am Hospital, Far Haven: Sxicq is easy to find, not that they could be anything but easy to spot, in the hospital lobby. Social media is abuzz as doctors, nurses, and patients all start complaining that the hospital has seen enough this year. They don't need the lobby detonated again. But Sxicq is just sitting, cross-legged, in the center of the hospital lobby. Their eyes are closed and they're glowing softly. To anyone who stays for more than a few moments, they'll see the damage from previous days starting to glow as it mends itself. It's not fast, but it's progress.

  • 9:00am International Cabin of Crepes, Bamborough: The Protector is slightly harder to find, but he's made it known that he's meeting with Luka, Olivia, and the knight they've chosen to invite. He has a private room in the breakfast establishment, a table in a room where the doors can be closed. Others can find him and talk to him here, but he's here on business. Anyone who spots him, though, won't be able to miss that he looks rough. He has a black eye, a busted lip, numerous cuts and burns over the visible parts of his skin, and it looks like some of his hair was ripped out. But it looks like he's done his best to clean up a little, it just looks like he's recovering from some kind of an accident. How did that happen?

  • 10:00am Everywhere, All Cities: The welcome van from the first night is back, and this time it's received a fresh coat of paint on the sides: It's now the funnel cake van. Throughout the morning, the drivers are speeding around all three towns and pulling up beside any and every hero they can. If they see two heroes together? Free funnel cakes for both! Does your hero get caught funnel-handed with another hero this morning? Hope you both have a sweet tooth!



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.



Activity Check: December 2019

[ IRL Timeframe: December 1st - December 31st, 2019 ]
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[personal profile] sustainer 2019-12-26 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
He watches the way she addresses the funnel cake vendor, and the way she tugs a piece of dough free like she's something in a zoo. He's watching every single motion as if this will tell him something incredibly important about her, or the world she lives in.

"No. I don't uh, really eat sweets," he says, and he offers his funnel cake across to her instead. "Not your kind of sweets anyway."
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[personal profile] tropicalstorm 2019-12-31 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
She pops the bit of funnel cake in her mouth and chews as he responds, then raises an eyebrow when he offers his to her. If he's serious about not eating it, she'll take it off his hands in a moment. There was a time in her life where she ate scraps of a sweet very similar to this out of a garbage can, and even now, she hates to see food go to waste.

"If you didn't like sweets in general I'd understand, but what's so different between this and your kind of sweets?"
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[personal profile] sustainer 2020-01-03 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, like..." he begins, glancing upwards and waving a hand vaguely around. Coming up with ways to describe food is hard enough without trying to explain the difference between what he expects food to be and what these people actually serve. He continues to offer the funnel cake to her as he thinks.

"It's too sweet. It ah, makes my teeth hurt, you know?" he explains hesitantly, reaching over to flick his claw through the powdered sugar on top. "And this, the bread... part. You use it in a lot of your sweets, right? But it makes me feel heavy when I eat it."
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[personal profile] tropicalstorm 2020-01-08 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
Well, if you insist. She takes the funnel cake off his hands and just sort of... plops it on top of hers.

"Interesting," she comments as he speaks, popping another bit of cake in her mouth. "Can't say I've felt the same when I eat sweets. Maybe you got sensitive teeth? I hear they make a special kinda toothpaste to clear that up," she says thoughtfully. "D'you not like bread at all, or just sweet bread?"

Haizea's tone is light, she is genuinely interested. Gyre's kind of an inscrutable guy, so knowing he's got such specific food opinions is oddly humanizing, for lack of a better term.
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[personal profile] sustainer 2020-01-08 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"No. No bread," he says, nodding at her. That word, interesting, from her makes him feel suddenly observed though, and while he has no problem looking at her like she's a mystery species, he can't stand being treated the same way. He stiffens very slightly, his skin prickling.

"What is tooth... paste?" he offers instead, changing the subject so she hopefully stops asking about him.
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[personal profile] tropicalstorm 2020-01-09 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
If she notices his discomfort, she doesn't let on. But she can't help but be surprised at his lack of knowledge of toothpaste.

"It, y'know, it's like soap, but for your teeth? Tastes like mint, usually. You really don't know 'bout toothpaste?" She almost feels like he's messing with her, but honestly he doesn't seem the type to do that. "Maybe you use somethin' else to clean your teeth?"
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[personal profile] sustainer 2020-01-09 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
He flashes back to military nights, watching other soldiers scrubbing weird foam around in their mouths, and he wrinkles his nose. His entire face, basically, becomes a single disgusted wrinkle. He hates knowing this, and he regrets asking immediately.

"That stuff tastes like mint...?" he asks to no one in particular. "Why do you use it-- wait. I don't want to know." He waves he hands as if to push this conversation away from him, adding with a decided finality, "Of course I clean my teeth. I don't need a paste for it, guh!"
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[personal profile] tropicalstorm 2020-01-12 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
She watches him flail in his disgust with bemusement, and pops some more funnel cake in her mouth much like one would with popcorn.

"It makes your breath smell good and keeps gunk from buildin' up on your teeth. When I was a kid I didn't have any for a long time, by the time I got to the dentist when I was older I had loads of cavities. Had to get this tooth pulled, even!" She says and bares her teeth, pointing at the first molar behind her bottom right canine tooth. It's an implant, and a very good one, it blends in with her other teeth quite well.

"Sure woulda been nice to not need toothpaste back then!"
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[personal profile] sustainer 2020-01-12 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
He tilts his head, opening his mouth to uh insist that she definitely doesn't need weird mint paste to clean her teeth? But then she points out a tooth and says it's missing?? He blinks. He leans closer to her, staring down into her mouth.

"Pulled where? It's still there."
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[personal profile] tropicalstorm 2020-01-14 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, it's fake," she says, and taps the tooth with her nail for emphasis. "Dentist pulled out my real tooth that was all rotten, stuck this one made of metal and ceramic in my jaw to take its place. Looks pretty real, right?"

She'd actually gotten this tooth replaced twice. The first time was as a young teen, when she couldn't take the tooth pain any longer and taken all the little bit of money she'd managed to steal to a back alley dentist who put in a serviceable but maybe not all that well anchored implant. The second time was in her 20s near the end of her pit fighting career, when one of her last opponents had actually managed to knock the original one out.

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[personal profile] sustainer 2020-01-14 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fake..." he repeats, staring at her completely blankly. He can't comprehend a single reason to make it look like she hadn't lived the life she has. Is it something to do with these peoples' mouths?

"That's weird," he finally decides, but he says it in the least judgemental way possible? He doesn't get it but it's also not his business.
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[personal profile] tropicalstorm 2020-01-22 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Weird?" she repeats, laughing. "I guess it is! But hey, you're sure one to talk about weird body stuff what with your whole, uh..." she breaks off, and mimes taking off her head, making a soft popping noise for emphasis, "...Situation?"

She's definitely curious about how Gyre managed to lose his head and live, but she won't pry more than that. If he decides to elaborate then she's happy to hear what he's got to say. For now though, she just pops some more funnel cake in her mouth.
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[personal profile] sustainer 2020-01-23 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
He watches her as she changes the subject, and he visibly flinches away when she makes that little pop sound. His face twists in distaste. They are, unfortunately, not friends like that, and he's reeling a little that she'd even ask a thing like that. The stuff about the food was personal, but at least he's the one that brought it up.

"It is what it is," he says, deflecting completely and turning his shoulder towards her very slightly. He definitely looks like he's going to bolt as soon as possible now. "I hope you like the bread."