asgardmeridiem | EVENT LOG: GOOD GOD, Y'ALL

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EVENT LOG: GOOD GOD, Y'ALL

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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On the second day, Yosuke finds himself still meandering from stall to stall as the bigger crowds start to disperse. If he's honest, he has even less idea of what he's hoping for than he did yesterday. He has to do something, he's not the only one way out of his depth, picking any direction is better than no direction - he knows all that, he knows that much by now. There's no reason to make this complicated, when it's not as if the world is going to end... Well, okay, it is. Minor detail, though.

That's what he gets for thinking too hard, he supposes. And so is the distracted air that leads him, as he turns his head to frown at one of the booths he must have passed four or five times by now, to tread heavily on someone's foot.

"Oh, sorry -" Barely looking up, he hurries aside - but then he stops, and then he goggles.

"Kanji! Is that...?" Duh, of course it is, now that he gets a second look. Still, nobody could blame him for being a little shocked, right? It's not really a question of priorities, right? ...Right? "Dude, what happened to you?"

"Watch where you're go-"

In his own somewhat distracted state of mind, it takes him a few moments to register who the foot-stomper even was. He's just about to let Yosuke off the hook for the collision, when what he's being asked instead registers.

"What d'you mean, 'what happened'?" he asks. "Didn't ya reco-"

Wait a second, here. Is he seriously implying that - "Man, I do somethin' with my hair and then ya don't even recognise me?" It's colour and nothing else, so far, so the question gets him looking rather puzzled.

"C-C'mon, I wouldn't..." Yep, no doubt about it, that's Kanji. And at least he's not suddenly seeing things. Still, it's hard for Yosuke to suppress that almost instinctive urge to take another step back and look as small as possible. "I... think it... suits you! Yeah. You just surprised me a little."

Forcing himself to straighten up, he crosses his arms. "So what's the occasion? ...Did one of these things have a dress code? I mean, I didn't see anything like that."

"Nah, nothing like that." He sighs, runs his hand through his hair, somewhat thoughtful. "I'd just kinda forgotten to keep it dyed durin' the whole - memory thing and never got around to fixin' it. So with this stuff 'n all..."

He shrugs. "Thought I oughta make a clean start, ya know?" A new look for a new responsibility. One that he still wasn't sure he could manage, but ... well, he was committed now, wasn't he?

"Clean start, huh?" As in, more than just washing his hair? Yosuke tilts his head. "Whoa, does that mean you've picked something already?"

Kanji gives a simple nod. "Yeah. Took me most'f yesterday to work it out, but... I figure it's where I can help most."

A moment, and he goes on - "I'm going to fight."

"Well, yeah, that's the whole p-"

It takes him a second to catch on - and once he does, he can't stop himself from looking Kanji over again.

"Ohhh... Oh, right. The military military. ... I guess I can see it."

His voice is neutral, but it's not too hard to notice his already uncertain expression starting to cloud over.

He nods again, folds his arms. "That's what I mean. If I'm fightin' head-on, that's one less person who's gotta elsewhere. An' I can make sure that people on the front lines get what they need t' get in case supply lines get messed up, right?"

As he talks, he starts to notice the darkening expression on Yosuke's face. "What's up? I'm not gonna go hit the giants with chairs, man. I know this is gonna take more'n that."

Yosuke hadn't, although hearing something as bizarre as concern out of Kanji is enough of a surprise to make him look up again. "Huh? I wasn't..." he starts to say. Sure, a war is no joke, but this is Kanji. If he needs to worry about anyone, it's the poor saps stuck on the opposite side.

Yeah.

He forces a laugh. "I mean, now I know something happened! It never stopped you before."

Kanji looks down, aside, makes somewhat of a face. "Yeah, somethin' happened. All'a the crap here happened." Everything since the day the forest burned... something that could get to even him.
"I'm gonna do this right - an' show them that we ain't lyin' down easily."

"Doing it right," Yosuke echoes. "Uh huh." It's not a dismissive noise, but it's a decidedly non-committal one.

He shifts his weight from one foot to the other.

"... Lately I dunno whether it's everything here rubbing off as well, or if he really is sounding more like you."

Okay, whoops, that was louder than he'd intended. Then again, he wouldn't expect Kanji to be listening too closely.

"Huh? Fightin' the right way, I mean. Gettin' better at it..."

Listening closely, perhaps not. Still, those last few words catch his ear, and he frowns. Who's he meant to be sounding like? Or is someone sounding like him?

"...senpai?"

After a moment, Yosuke shrugs half-heartedly. Yeah, seriously, what's gotten into him today? He's slipping further away from making up his mind than ever. "It's nothing," he says. "Just remember not to overdo it, alright? You know how you both get sometimes."

Well, if Yosuke says he's fine, who's he to argue? "Yeah, sure, I'm not gonna - what d'ya mean, 'both'?" he asks, the statement getting him a bit confused.

"What do you think I mean?" he says, his voice beginning to pick up a vaguely disgruntled edge. Geez, he stands corrected - his partner might act like an idiot in a dazzling variety of ways from time to time, but at least he can follow the thread of a conversation. "You and Souji. I'm surprised I didn't trip over him at every stall so far."

"You never even said his name, how d'you think I was gonna know who ya meant?" Kanji says with a tiny bit of an annoyed look. Okay, sure, the context's right now he thinks about it, but he does have a life of his own...
"...Point, though. I ain't seen him at all."

"Me neither. But he didn't talk you into it? That's something."

Casting a look back at the healer sign-up booth he walked away from a minute ago, he sighs a little. "I didn't decide on anything just yet, so I was kind of wondering what he went with in the end... Still, if he's not around, that's no big deal either." He manages to smile wryly again. "Pretty sure I can leave the honest to god soldiering to you, at least. Heck, why would they need to recruit anyone else?"

Okay, that actually earns a grin back. He'll take what he's guessing is a compliment Yosuke-style in the spirit it seems to be meant.

The earlier comment, though, has him thinking for a moment. "You think he would've tried to get me to do it?" Back to being a spot baffled here. "No way, man, I told ya why. Ya got any idea at all yet?

"Apart from that? Well... we got the rest of the day to figure it out too, isn't that what they're saying?" He can't sound quite as nonchalant as he'd like about it, but he waves a hand in the air just for show. "I just... dunno where it'd really help the most."

Even if it's not the cause of all his wavering, he'll admit it's one of them. ...A decent chunk of one of them.

"Yeah. I get ya." He nods briefly, thinking. "I'd be happy t' fight alongside ya again, but - 's up to you. And - hell, ya just said it. If ya think you're gonna be better off somewhere else, I'm just gonna have to fight for both'f us."

Yosuke can't hold back a little snort of laughter. "What, am I the chair now?"

That's the Kanji he knows, though, and recognising that somehow does make him feel a little better. Never getting hung up on the big picture stuff for long, so earnest about it that coming from anyone else it'd almost be cute... Sometimes, he's jealous.

"I dunno," he says again, running a hand through the side of his hair. "It'd suck if everyone who didn't know any better saw it and thought 'oh, fighting should mean fighting', and then in the end we got like three people in the whole city trying to cover preparations for everything else. Wasn't that booth pretty busy earlier?"

"Come on, I ain't used chairs in -" well, okay, he had when he was back home, but that was different, not like he'd been able to find anything better after falling in by chance - "in months, okay?" he protests.

Yosuke's other comment, though, makes him think back - "Pretty busy, yeah. Didn't look how many names were actually there. But there's so many people who go on the network yellin' about how much they don't wanna fight that I don't think that's gonna be a problem. And some people just... shouldn't be doin' it."

Edited 2014-06-18 17:38 (UTC)

"I really hope all of 'em know that," Yosuke says, a bit indistinctly. He knows what Kanji means, but the images that first pop into his mind when it comes to people who shouldn't be here...

He sticks his hands back in his pockets. "Oh well. Guess there's nothing to do besides keep on going around until I think of something. What a pain.

"... Anyways, if you're all set, what're you doing now? Gonna go scare people off from hoarding too much of the food?"

...Smooth, man. "Dammit, senpai!" Kanji groans for a moment. "I'm not gonna scare people off! I'm just gonna get a bite to eat. That's all."

"Hey, where there's free stuff, there's moochers! I'm just saying, you better hurry." He winks about as gently as he ever does. "I'll come with ya if you want. I could do with a break."

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