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

[familyissues]

[ Des can barely keep from smiling at her, at the passion in Riley's voice. 'Atta girl. He understands her sentiment, knows what it means to her because it means very much the same to him. Solely following orders wasn't good enough, and at the end of the day the Assassins weren't soldiers, not in the way that would agree with a traditional military force. ]

What if these orders were part of an individual assignment, and someone else on your team was going on to help that person while you completed your mission? Could you learn to put your faith in your teammates?

[everysecond]

I don't have a problem with someone else taking care of something. I'm mostly just used to doing it myself because other people didn't have the balls to do it themselves. It would actually be cool to be with people who I could count on to do something instead of pissing themselves wondering if they should run instead.

[One thing a person can say about Riley is that she doesn't pull punches when it comes to giving her opinions on things. This is how she feels and this is what Desmond is going to hear.]

[familyissues]

[ They're well enough alone now that he doesn't have to lower his voice too much- the din of the crowd will muffle his words outside of their tiny group. ]

I'll hold you to that. What would you say if I told you, instead of the military, I'd like you to join our strike team?

[everysecond]

[Riley looks up at him (making a mental note that Desmond is really a giant) then lifts a brow. Strike team? He's offering her the chance to join another team that's not the military group?]

What would I be doing on your team?

[familyissues]

[ If she thinks he's huge, she should really meet Connor. ]

Covert stuff, spying, gathering intelligence. Getting into places a loud, obvious, military group can't.

And Riley...

[ Here he steps close, putting a hand to her shoulder, assessing her keenly. ]

We won't ask you to do anything you're not comfortable with. I don't know what it is the Fireflies did, but our methods aren't their methods, and I'll be looking after you while you're with us.

[everysecond]

[She'll have to meet him, yep.]

Okay...

[Then he keeps talking and he puts a hand on her shoulder. Looking up at him, it becomes clear that...

Well, people just don't say things like that to her. They give her terrible jobs and expect her to do it, know she will actually. Riley's always hated it but now Desmond is saying they won't do that to her again. More than that, someone will have her back and will watch over her.

It's dumb shit that makes her want to cry. Fuck. She looks down so that way she doesn't do something stupid like that.]

Okay. Sign me up.