Week Two

[letsplayamod]

Okay, maybe it hasn't been so easy. You've been enjoying a relatively pleasant time here with your fellow gods and Athena, only for a disgruntled Titan to seemingly pull the rug out from under that.

Despite the immediate threat from a hidden foe, you've managed to stave off their first attack. However, even if the grass may seem greener this week, or the sky a bit clearer, Athena can barely hide her troubled feelings. If this experiment is to be a success, what has to happen to make it that way?

You're all alive, though. That's worth celebrating, isn't it?

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Quark's Bar

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Thursday

[letsplayamod]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Well it's another day on this gods forsaken rock. Yesterday Alex made another trip to the cornucopia. It was kind of late and he's had a lot on his mind, so this is happening today. There aren't any open prompts, but if you want a wild card you can find him Around vibing in ambient anxiety. His normal state but even more so today.

Anyway. He seeks out the following people, each with a fun little trinket for them that they may recognize. The amount of actual fun the trinket is varies vastly.

First he looks for Mutsumi with her Ave Mujica setting bible. Then, he goes to find Quark with his kitschy mug. Last, a collection of unsettling photographs burn a hole in his pocket as he seeks out Wendy.

And hell. Sometime either during or after the party. He can also be found at the cliffs, sitting and looking up at the stars. ]

Cliffs

[tailoredfate]

[Aglaea learns quickly, with some of the others here. Alex is still jumpy, still constantly on-edge, so when she spots him stargazing in the evening, she at least tries to make her presence known before she speaks, dragging her heels a little more than she would with her normal steps so he can hear her approaching.]

It's a fine sight, isn't it?

[rockymountaindie]

[ It works, for as well as it can. Alex still feels a positive litany of goosebumps running up and down his arms—but that's always just how it's going to be for him. It's his normal now. ]

Yeah.

[ ... ]

They...look like home.

[tailoredfate]

You're not the first person here to say that. There's... a manner of comfort, in the small things that remind you of home in this world.

[It's not the sky for her, but the buildings, the clothing provided... she's not reassured or comforted, but it's nice.]

I hope it's a good reminder, at least.

regains!

[threeapplestall]

This is...!

[Mutsumi's eyes briefly sparkle (at least by her standards) when Alex hands her the binder, but her excitement is tempered by a horrifying possibility.]

...did you read it?

[rockymountaindie]

[ Instantly, Alex raises his hands and waves them back and forth in a show of innocence. ]

N-no! No. I mean- okay, I almost did, but- I saw that note, and, I remembered the, the name of your band, and... It seemed pretty shitty to just ignore all that.

[threeapplestall]

...thank you. Saki would've gotten really mad at you if you'd opened it.

Regains!

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark can be found in the Eatery, just as he's starting to set up an interesting looking statue in the corner. For fun. He shifts a little, before taking a couple steps back to study it, before shifting it again]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Honestly, when he sees it, Alex almost drops the mug. He doesn't, but he almost does, because just about everything else goes out of his head. It plays its catchy little jingle as he juggles it a little, before he swoops forward in a few long steps, normal cautious approach vanishing. ]

Wh-where'd you- this came outta the cornucopia?!

[ He's hovering. Trying to see if it's broken or damaged in any way. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark's head turns at the sound of that jingle]

Oh, one of my cups! I thought they got rid of all of those.

[he blinks, though, at Alex's reaction, before he looks mildly amused]

Yep. Thought it might look nice in the bar.

[phototraces]

[Wendy has been around but mostly keeping to herself so seeing Alex find her makes her worried.]

Alex? What’s wrong?

[rockymountaindie]

Wendy. It's- not wrong, I just...

[ For once, he's trying to keep a lid on his nervous energy. Emphasis on trying. ]

I got something. Something I think you'd recognize.

[phototraces]

…oh no.

[She winces. She doesn’t fully know what it is but she can guess.]

Can I see it?

[raisethemoon]

[ As the days go by, Luna's getting...a little better at this whole "diurnality" thing. She's up slightly earlier today, heading off for a walk in the garden before her morning flight. There's few enough fruits and vegetables here that she refrains from taking any, but the other plants... ]

What sort of plants can humans eat?

[ They don't seem terribly suited to grazing, but she knows she's seen at least some fruits hanging around.

There's a few investigations she ought to try out, though. So, once dusk falls, she flaps her wings and hops up to the roof. Before anything, she's going to try and reach out, the way she does to find her moon. Is there even a moon here in the first place?

After whatever happens there, she'll stay up there and watch the night sky for a while, if anyone else wants to approach her there!

Later in the night, Luna settles down in her strangely-shaped bed and reaches for her powers. They feel...a little bit different. Perhaps it's simply how empty this world is, compared to Equestria. Her dream-self takes flight, searching out a dream to enter. She's seeking Astarion, specifically; they have an agreement on this. But it isn't always possible to determine whose dream is whose right away... ]

dream

[rockymountaindie]

[ You're dreaming of a girl. (You're always dreaming of a girl.)

She's running ahead of you. She shouldn't do that. It's dangerous. You race. You reach. But she's beyond you. She's a step beyond you.

It's dark, wherever you are. But there's sand beneath your feet. (...Feet?) And something... There's something around you. All around you. Everywhere. Everything. You can't escape it. She can't escape it. But still. She's running. ]

[raisethemoon]

[ Dreams come on as they will - some showing themselves to her like a play, some accepting her fully into their world. Some accepting her perhaps a little too fully. Luna shakes her head and snaps her wings open, trying to distinguish herself from this dreamer as clearly as she can. It should not be too difficult. Her body plan is quite different! ]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Wings open.

The dreamer runs on, chasing the girl, reaching. It's... It's Alex. He trips a little, stumbles, but he picks himself back up. He's yelling something, but it sounds distant and muted.

The girl who runs onward doesn't stop. ]

dream

[latinumsbetter]

[You're in a bar. You're not particularly surprised to be there. In fact, it feels quite right that you are. There's a comfort to this place; you know it like the back of your hand. As you stand in the middle of the room, you can see a smattering of faces that feel quite familiar.

Or, well, they should. There's something off, here. You can't put your finger on it, even standing in the middle of this place where you should feel the safest.]

[raisethemoon]

[ Luna flicks her tail, glancing around. This doesn't strike her as a very Astarion dream - but she's already in it. May as well see what's going on. ]

Hello?

[latinumsbetter]

Careful--watch where you're stepping! [Hey, look who it is! Quark hurries past her, dodging between Luna and the seats at the bar with am easy litheness that he hasn't really had the chance to demonstrate yet. He's carrying a tray of empty glasses, which he sets behind the bar, before reaching to start pouring new ones.]

If you're gonna order, better do it now. We're a bit short staffed this evening.

Dream - cw: claustrophobia, unwilling immobilization

[eeeonetwothree]

[ You’re in a room.

It’s dark.

And cramped.

And seems to be becoming steadily more and more cramped.

Seriously where did all these boxes and equipment come from? It’s starting to become suffocating. And you can’t move, no matter how much you try. ]

[raisethemoon]

[ Luna doesn't know whether or not this is Astarion's dream; it's too dark. But it's certainly a nightmare, and in the moment, that is enough for her. ]

ENOUGH!

[ Her eyes glow silver, and she reaches out to shatter the dream's walls. ]

dream

[pariunt]

[Luna finds herself in a strange dark cave illuminated by ominous-looking fungi. It doesn't take much to know this place is highly dangerous, but there's also a strange tinge to how it appears in the dream. Almost wistful. This place is home.

Someplace missed, despite the hostile environment.]

[raisethemoon]

[ This looks somewhat promising! Luna proceeds without fear, hoofbeats ringing on the stone. There are few dream creatures that could genuinely harm her, and usually their presence if fairly obvious - she doesn't hesitate to call out. ]

Hello? Who is here?