EVENT LOG: GOOD GOD, Y'ALL

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: the Good God, Y'all mingle log.
When: Days 461-462 ( June 9-12 )
Where: the castle courtyard
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

Day 461 ( June 9/10 )

When the Travellers wake up, they will find a message sent to every bracelet in the city:

As per the agreement between the gods and their Travellers, all persons within Asgard are humbly requested at the castle courtyard for enlistment in the Holy City's war efforts. Every individual is invited to find their resolve and seek out their purpose; this is the final stand in Ragnarok, and your help is needed now more than ever.

Enlistment is mandatory! Please see your local officials for more information.

A friendly if not a touch formal invitation to what will essentially be Asgard's job fair! A mandatory job fair. This is why we can't have nice things.

The castle courtyard and the streets leading into it will be crowded with bustling natives and several booths, not uncommon in appearance to the many festivals they've had over the last two years. This time, however, there is no music or celebration to be had. Everyone is hard at work organising their efforts for the war and doing their level best to assist in the transition.

Day 462 ( June 11/12 )

The fair will continue for two days, to give everyone time to get down there and make their decisions. Anyone that hasn't signed up by the end of this day will be visited at home by a city rep and a few guards that will politely ask them to register for a group and weaponry if they plan to carry it. Refusal will land them in jail for the day, where they will still be politely asked to please, seriously, just pick something. Anything. Uncle Odin wants you.

At the end of the fair, there will be food and drinks to thank the Travellers for their support and cooperation. Throughout the entirety of the event and for the rest of their stay, the natives will be more reverent and grateful than ever than the Travellers have chosen to stay and fight at their side. They will do anything they can to help them win this war; this evening will be one of camaraderie and appreciation for the past, present, and future sacrifices to save the World Tree.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Good God, Y'all event. Remember that all characters must be signed up for at least one group by June 12. Information on the currently established groups can be found here; sign-ups are in the comments section on the same post. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] along with the time/location in the title of your comment. Let us know if you have any questions! ]

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DAY 461

[teenyoda]

[Hale nips Stiles' ear, making him turn the way the dragon wanted him to, enough so that he could see what Hale had wanted him to see. Or who, he should say.]

Hey, cowboy! No, wait, wait, gunslinger, right.

[He grinned as he walked over towards Roland, remembering the offense the man had taken at being referred to as a mere farmhand.]

You already signed up?

[ka_sera_sera]

Well remembered.

[It'd been drunken offense, nothing Roland can't tamp down during the sober light of day, but the detail slides the hint of a smile across his face nonetheless.]

I have. Just trying to get the lay of the land now. [AKA, be nosy as hell and creep on everyone until he knows what people are doing.] And yourself? Chosen yet?

[teenyoda]

Yeah, figured I'm capable of being a gopher for this. Hale and I are pretty good at getting from point A to B, so we might as well make deliveries while we're at it, right? What about you? No, wait, don't tell me...

Shooting people.

[ka_sera_sera]

[At the mention of the dragon his eyes flick toward it, still - and probably always - fascinated. Then, after Stiles finishes, Roland snorts and raises his hands palm up, then slaps them down on his thighs. You got me.]

If it becomes necessary. I'd not be half so useful at something like Supply. Suits you though, I think. A worthwhile job to have in a city facing shortages, though it might make you enemies whenever you have to tell someone 'no'.

[teenyoda]

Which is when being able to set someone on fire comes in handy. I'm going to talk to Rachel and see if I can talk her into doing it. Easier to be able to say yes when you have someone that can draw up what you need.

[Plus he also knew that he'd be able to keep an eye on her better than anyone else and know when she was pushing herself too far. Which she'd do. Stupid girl.]

[ka_sera_sera]

How's she doing after these past few weeks?

[He frowns, a little guiltily. Roland'd said, hadn't he, that he'd help Stiles look after her the next time something happened. It's not the most guilt Roland's ever felt - bit difficult to do anything from as far out of the city as Ginungagap, after all - but he'd said it, and then hadn't done it. Having a reason, good or not, won't change that.]

[teenyoda]

Oh, you know, she's a he.

[Yeah, go ahead, Roland. Say something.]

[ka_sera_sera]

Ah.

[...Yes. Now that it's mentioned, there was that post, wasn't there? Rachel'd seemed to have the situation well in hand, so Roland hadn't commented.]

I remember. And, ah, how's that going for you?

[The barest hint at a smile curls one corner of Roland's mouth. Is it a serious question? Yes. Absolutely. Of course it is.]

[teenyoda]

[Have a huffy look, Roland. Jerkface.]

It's... uh. It's... hey, so... you and Fiona still all settled in with no problems?

[ka_sera_sera]

[Ah. Smooth, Stiles. The smoothest.]

Well settled. We've got chickens. Even a garden, once I finish planting it. You and Rachel should come over some time.

[teenyoda]

[Like water off a duck's butt. Back. Whatever.]

Yeah? You'd have to put the chickens away if I bring Hale. He might, ah... well, he is a dragon.

[ka_sera_sera]

If I ever figure out how to get them to stay in their coop I'll call you. Might not be much time for it once all this gets started, though. I don't know much of... 'gofering'... but setting up an effective military is going to take some doing.

[teenyoda]

True. Maybe we'll have to make due with eating beans out of a can in a dugout together.

[ka_sera_sera]

[Roland looks a little confused. That... actually doesn't sound as bad as Stiles seems to think it is.]

If that's the worst we have to eat, we'll be doing very well. How much do you know about running a city under supply shortages?

[teenyoda]

Not much, but with people here who can doodle up what they want, I'm not sure shortages are going to be a problem. Unless they get worn out trying to keep up with supply and demand...

[Which is why he wanted Rachel with him, so he could monitor her power usage and make sure she didn't wear herself out.]

[ka_sera_sera]

I'd be careful there. Even if we had more with that ability, I doubt it'd be enough to keep up with the needs of a whole city.

[Sorry, Stiles - Roland is assuming you don't have much experience with this sort of thing. With luck, his advice will come off as helpful rather than condescending.]

But if you do need to supplement supplies with powers, hopefully some'll join your group who have growth. Fiona's been doing a little of that with our garden; could be useful if supplies get too tight. Then people like Rachel won't get too overtaxed.

[teenyoda]

[If it had come from someone he didn't like, Stiles would be quicker to jump to the 'you're a jerk' mentality. As it was, he knew Roland meant well, so it was hard to take offense.]

Yeah, well, people like Rachel need a babysitter. She has a habit of not really paying attention to how drained she is.

[ka_sera_sera]

I've known a few of those. Once she decides on a group let me know, I'll see if I can keep watch for her. What was your ability, again? Do you need to worry about doing the same?

[teenyoda]

[He gave a grin and a little horse made of flame appeared in the air beside him, galloping around for a bit and rearing up before it dissipated.]

Not unless there's a rush on s'mores or something. Last time I wore myself out was trying to put out the fires out in Alfheim. I think I'm good. What about you? What's your, uh... specialty?

[ka_sera_sera]

[Roland blinks in surprise, then watches the display with some interest. Little though he knows about Asgard's different 'powers', he thinks creating such a small, detailed thing might take a considerable amount of control.]

I help others with their own 'specialties'. Energy lending, I think they call it. Useful in its way, though it doesn't lend itself quite so well to showing off.

[He smiles a little, teasing, then changes the subject to something else he's curious about.]

Those s'mores were mentioned when Rusty talked of her bonfire. What are they?

[teenyoda]

You've never had s'mores? God, Roland. What kind of place do you come from?

[He shook his head in mock sympathy, but he wasn't going to not tell him.]

They're a sort of campfire treat since you need to roast marshmallows for it. Uh, you know what marshmallows are, right? The little white puffy things of sugary deliciousness? Yeah, you roast those and when they're nice and hot, you move them over to a graham cracker that has a piece of chocolate on it. Smoosh it in with another cracker over top to make a sort of cookie sandwich and then cram it in your mouth. Totally delicious.

[ka_sera_sera]

[Roland raises his eyebrows. He comes from a sad, barren wasteland apparently, at least to hear Stiles tell it.]

This's an important food in your world? If someone can find enough chocolate for it, maybe you can show me at Rusty's bonfire if you're going.

[Stiles must be used to chocolate being common, if he speaks of it so casually, but Roland will be surprised if it doesn't become rarer as the shortages get worse. Still, no point in not enjoying it while it's available.]

[teenyoda]

[That's what Stiles pictured; a land full of dust and tumbleweeds and no fun.]

Not so much important as... I guess sort of a campfire ritual. I mean, most kids who go camping have it at least once. It's just... it's a thing. And I'm sure we can find enough chocolate. I think I have a box of it stashed under my bed still.

[Rachel did like to doodle up her treats.]

[ka_sera_sera]

[Well, to be fair, that's not all wrong.]

Hoarding food. A good start to your efforts in supply coordination.

[Not that Roland honestly cares. That's what people do, especially during shortages. But there seem no shortage of things to tease Stiles about today.]

[teenyoda]

Hey... hey, there was no huge change going on when she doodled those. And we're not at a shortage yet.

[Yet being the operative word.]