letsplayamurder | Event 1: Gods and Monsters

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Event 1: Gods and Monsters

[Time is a bit difficult to measure in this place. The storms that rage beyond your safe barrier, overtaking the horizon with their shifting lights and shadows, aren't doing it any favors. If you were to ask Athena, she'd say it's been about a week since your arrival. And since then... there's been scant signs of things improving.

Today, you wake up to quiet. No drone of distant winds. Not even birdsong breaches your bedrooms. Like a inhaled breath, the world seems to have paused.

And then, it exhales. The ground under your feet trembles and shakes. Dirt flies. Rocks shower down from the direction of the cliffs.

There, like an open wound stabbed into the earth, was a large crack where there wasn't before, spilling out an oppressive red light. Stranger still, some larger rocks are floating over the opening itself.

...Investigate?]

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Of course we are! Nothing's more important to Ferengi than profit and negotiation. If you have to resort to fighting to get what you want, then that's a major failing.

That must be why she scoped you out then. To handle all the...economic, commerce stuff.

[ Not anything they had to deal with today. ]

That's what I thought. She was pretty impressed by my contract negotiation.

[he pauses, though]

Though I don't know why she didn't make me the God of Commerce instead.

I mean... I get it.

[Quark blinks at that]

You do?

Yeah. Look around you, man.

[ Alex gestures mildly with one hand. They're surely not the only ones at the bar right now, after all. ]

You did this.

[...ah. Well, yes, of course, he knows, but...knowing is one thing. Having it acknowedged is another altogether, especialy so sincerely. It throws him, for a moment, at which point he's quickly defaulting to his normal posturing]

I, ah, sure did! I mean, come on. I've been running a bar for years and years, now. Someone was going to have to give all you sadsacks something to do other than sit around every night.

[ That's the thing about Alex. He can be shockingly, simply earnest, despite it all. ]

And something to keep you from crawlin' the walls like a centipede.

[ And also he can be a little shit. ]