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! ]

Comments

[abhero]

Yeah, that's my name.

[He nods at the booth.]

So. Did you stop to admire the woodwork?

[saving_sound]

Admiring the...?

[??? What are you talking about Hamel.]

No, I wasn't.

[abhero]

Could've fooled me. What're you standing here for, then?

[saving_sound]

Oh. I was just...

[She looks over at the Supply Coordinators' booth again with a slightly nervous expression.]

...I was just thinking about some things, that's all.

[abhero]

[Hamel looks at Hibiki.

Then at the booth.

Then back to Hibiki.

Goes over to the booth to take a closer look.

Oh, okay.

[He comes back.]

The pen was right there. You probably stood too far to notice.

[Indeed, he has a pen in one hand and the signed up sheet in the other, holding them up close for Hibiki to see. Now she can write her name properly.]

[saving_sound]

[...Well that solves that.]

U-um... Thank you...

[She reluctantly holds out a hand to accept the pen, looking for all the world like she's about to step off of a very high cliff.]

[abhero]

[Well, isn’t that an odd reaction! Hamel continues his brilliant deductions - he’s on a roll today.]

What’s with that face? The food isn’t spoiled or anything is it?

[saving_sound]

Huh? O-oh, no!

[Er...]

At least, I don't think it is? I haven't eaten very much of it...

[abhero]

[Hamel sure hopes the food is okay, he had like a dozen helpings.]

So what’s going on?

[saving_sound]

[She hesitates, her head tipping down slightly before she speaks.]

...I don't know if I can help that much. I'm already part of the medic team, and that's okay, so I don't actually have to join another one. But I think I might know a useful spell that might be good for this, too...

[abhero]

[Eye roll. Time for advice from Mister Sensitivity.]

Just go ahead and ask them about the spell. If it’s useful they’ll be happy to have you and if it’s not, well, you can leave and do other things instead of fidgeting here all day.

[saving_sound]

[Another moment of hesitation. He is kinda right...

After what seems like forever, she finally nods and slowly takes up the pen, writing her name down clearly.]

...I hope it really can help. And I hope they don't mind if I'm in another group, too...

[abhero]

What did I just tell you? Ask them. The way everyone's stressing about it, they'll let you know if they have a problem.

[saving_sound]

[Weeeeh. Although now that he mentions it...]

Are you worried too? About all of this...

[abhero]

[Hamel shrugs. He is worried but like hell he'd let it show.]

It's not ideal, but shit's gonna happen anyway so we might as do something about it other than sit and wait.

[saving_sound]

[This being Hibiki, she simply takes him at his word, suspecting nothing.]

...I wish I could be brave like that. It feels like all I can do is worry.

[abhero]

[He gives her an arrogant - though nice - little smile.]

There there, not everyone’s built to be a hero. Maybe it’s a good thing you signed up for two groups then, you won’t have time to worry with all the work.

[saving_sound]

Eh--

Is that how it works...?

[She'll stop worrying if she's busy? But she's busy now and she's still worrying...]

[abhero]

Uh, yeah? Work's distracting. I guess there are better alternatives but I don't think anyone's gonna sell you booze.

[saving_sound]

...Booze?

[What does that have to do with this?]

[abhero]

Yeah, it's a really great distraction. Drinking your worries away and everything -

[He cuts himself off, finally remembering he's talking to a twelve year old girl.]

- but uh, you probably shouldn't do that.

[saving_sound]

[Heeh-]

I-I would never!

[She's well aware she is underage for that.]

[abhero]

Good. Some kids do.

[Like Hamel. When the only parental supervision you've had most of your life is a very small crow, you do a lot of stupid things.]

[saving_sound]

But... isn't that against the rules?

[abhero]

[A flat stare.]

Again with this argument? I don't see your point.