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grotto_logs2013-03-26 06:57 pm
theharvestmods) wrote in grotto_logs2013-03-26 06:57 pm
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[OPEN LOG] Welcome to Cape Beryl!
Who: Everyone!
When: Spring 2nd - all day.
Where: All across Cape Beryl.
What: You've splashed down into the Harvest Goddess's sacred pond, pulled yourself out - or perhaps been pulled out by an out-of-breath and soaking stranger, shaken off the worst of the shock of the cold and the unexpected trip underwater, and likely by now noticed that the little silver piece of jewelry that put you through this seems to have found its way around your neck.
Now you ought to get your bearings. Leave Goddess Grotto whenever you're ready, take the path out along a beach and up the cliffs to a village - see where you are, maybe if you can get directions. No matter what, you're going to realize that you're somewhere new - but maybe some of the Bower Village townspeople will be willing to help you get sorted out. If nothing else, maybe you'll be drawn into talking to anyone else you might catch sight of wandering the village, disoriented, soaked to the skin, and with a silver heart-shaped pendant around their neck. Depending on how you see it, you're not all alone - not any more than everyone else, anyway.
Headers for open interactions in example locations will be posted - but by all means, start threads wherever and with whoever you like!
Rating: Expected K-PG - subject to change as appropriate.
It's a cool, early spring day - the air and the breeze may not agree with anyone with wet clothes. But apart from that, the atmosphere is pleasant and peaceful; distant chirps of birds can be heard from the mouth of Goddess Grotto to Mt. Throne. The trees and grasses are pale green and flowers are budding in the meadows - not to mention the garden at Florist Lilia and de Sainte-Coquille Park.
And the town at the top of the cliffs is somewhat drowsily at peace. It's far from deserted - stabled behind a house on the town's east side is a healthy-looking mule, and a pair of chickens and a goat hang around in a pen behind an inn, the town's brightly-dressed mailwoman is out and about, as is the town watchman, who will likely be ready to approach anyone with an unfamiliar face before they can approach him, if he happens to catch them on his rounds. However, although anyone may freely knock on any of the doors in Bower Village and expect a polite "come in", no one is prepared for company, and whoever is inside might jump at finding themselves talking to a clearly displaced stranger!
When: Spring 2nd - all day.
Where: All across Cape Beryl.
What: You've splashed down into the Harvest Goddess's sacred pond, pulled yourself out - or perhaps been pulled out by an out-of-breath and soaking stranger, shaken off the worst of the shock of the cold and the unexpected trip underwater, and likely by now noticed that the little silver piece of jewelry that put you through this seems to have found its way around your neck.
Now you ought to get your bearings. Leave Goddess Grotto whenever you're ready, take the path out along a beach and up the cliffs to a village - see where you are, maybe if you can get directions. No matter what, you're going to realize that you're somewhere new - but maybe some of the Bower Village townspeople will be willing to help you get sorted out. If nothing else, maybe you'll be drawn into talking to anyone else you might catch sight of wandering the village, disoriented, soaked to the skin, and with a silver heart-shaped pendant around their neck. Depending on how you see it, you're not all alone - not any more than everyone else, anyway.
Headers for open interactions in example locations will be posted - but by all means, start threads wherever and with whoever you like!
Rating: Expected K-PG - subject to change as appropriate.
It's a cool, early spring day - the air and the breeze may not agree with anyone with wet clothes. But apart from that, the atmosphere is pleasant and peaceful; distant chirps of birds can be heard from the mouth of Goddess Grotto to Mt. Throne. The trees and grasses are pale green and flowers are budding in the meadows - not to mention the garden at Florist Lilia and de Sainte-Coquille Park.
And the town at the top of the cliffs is somewhat drowsily at peace. It's far from deserted - stabled behind a house on the town's east side is a healthy-looking mule, and a pair of chickens and a goat hang around in a pen behind an inn, the town's brightly-dressed mailwoman is out and about, as is the town watchman, who will likely be ready to approach anyone with an unfamiliar face before they can approach him, if he happens to catch them on his rounds. However, although anyone may freely knock on any of the doors in Bower Village and expect a polite "come in", no one is prepared for company, and whoever is inside might jump at finding themselves talking to a clearly displaced stranger!
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"Yeah, it... seriously is!" Yet he couldn't get the scenery out of his head. The way the flowers swayed along with the grass, all but begging them to take a minute to roll around in the grass and let the sun dry them off. When he looked down, saw one of the rabbits stopping to sniff the air in their general direction, he was finding his resolve slipping. The smile faltered and he glanced her way. It was a habit he was trying to break, assuming people will laugh or poke fun, but he was learning to brush that off, wasn't he?
So he took that chance. Kanji sunk into a crouch and couldn't help himself, reaching out slowly, then keeping his hand still as his mind begged don't be scared. Just one rabbit. He'll pet one rabbit and then go on to check out the town.
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She set her hair down at her feet and stretched to make sure her wet clothing wasn't sticking to her skin before finally noticing him and the rabbit. "Aww, I think he likes you." There wasn't any judgment or teasing in the statement. She was just being genuinely honest.
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"I ain't gonna hurt ya. C'mere." It was his mission now to pet this rabbit. When the lapine inched forward, his fingertips brushed against those ears, and Kanji's face was getting a little pink.
"Y-you're seriously soft, y'know that...?"
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The downside, of course, was some of her hair had wrapped around her like a spool, but it wouldn't be too hard to untangle. For now, she focused on the fun she was having. Thankfully, she didn't roll too far away from her traveling companion.
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Didn't seem the care, though! He pushed himself up to his feet and couldn't help the small laugh. That looked fun, but... no, he really couldn't! He'd just look weird.
But he followed on after, taking a run down the hill and slowing when her momentum finally slowed to a stop. Hands on his knees, he looked down at her. The silver chain dangled down, just a little purple shimmering in the black stone.
"Think you're gonna be able to get outta that, or do I wait 'til a butterfly comes out?"
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The necklace catches her eye. Isn't that...? "Hey, your necklace!" She reached up to touch her own heart pendant. Where did the purple come from, though? Was it always purpleish? "How's it doing that?"
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But he blinked, gathered the heart charm dangling at his neck and inspecting it, the faint purple among that sea of black stone. "That's weird... it was all black before."
His eyebrows lowered briefly as he scrutinized it - and hers, too - before he had himself an idea. "Think it's like a mood ring?"
Kanji paused, then nodded. Yeah, that had to be it. "There's this shop back home that sells these weird rings that change color depending on your mood. Purple's pretty good, I think!"
If he figured something out, then that was a good start. So he'd close his eyes and think about his friends for a moment, and how happy they make him. He thought of Souji, Yosuke, Chie, Yukiko, Rise, Teddie, and that fuzzy purple turned into hints of green, hints of yellow as he opened his eyes and looked in that heart-shaped stone. But then his head filled with the detective with the short, choppy hair and big blue eyes, a hand on the hip and that smirk on her face she gets when she's got everything all figured out.
As his face burned, that fuzzy glow couldn't decide between yellow and brief hints of orange.
"It's... it is a mood thing," he said, awed.
"I-I mean, I'm just thinkin' about all my friends back home and it's shiftin' around a little. But it's still all black. What's that mean...?"
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After watching his necklace shift colors she decided to give hers a try. The very first person that came to mind was Mother... "It turned pink! Pink's good, right?"
She didn't even mean to think of Eugene next, but it made sense. He really was kind of her only friend. Besides, he was all alone now. She hoped he wasn't too lonely as her necklace settled on a fuzzy yellow color. "...Does yellow mean you're worried?"
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But he watched the black stone on hers as she concentrated, and saw that very faint tinge of pink trying to break through the black, but failing. He wondered if they could turn a solid color somehow, and what would happen if it did. Mood rings were harmless, but cloudy ones were usually ones you threw away and swapped for a new one. "Can't think of a time when pink's been a bad thing!"
The question brought him pause, though. When hers turned a little yellow, he wondered if yellow meant worried. Souji was on a train back to the big city, and he missed him... but he wasn't worried. As for the other... hmm.
"I worry sometimes, I guess. The people I thought of can take care've themselves pretty good though." Man, why'd hers turn pink, though? Who'd she think of? He wasn't sure if he should ask.
"B-but they turned into all the bright colors when we thought'a people. Like, brighter means happier or somethin'. But... m-maybe since we ain't been wearin' these long, it's still all fuzzy?"
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What he said made sense, so she nodded in agreement. "Maybe if we wear them longer, they'll get clearer!"
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But it was better than nothing at this point. At the very least, standing out in the sunshine like this, his shirt had mostly dried. Couldn't say much for the pants, but he couldn't think about them or they'd start -bugging- him as wet clothes are wont to do.
"Let's grill 'em," he suggested with a nod, before he led the way.
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She was perfectly fine with following, seeing as she most likely had the least experience in situations like this. "I hope we're not too far from Corona. Mother will be very upset if I'm not home when she gets back." That was quite the understatement.
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"But, ya know, we're adults! Just tell her ya took a walk, got some fresh air." She looked about his age, even if in reality she was two years his senior. With his arms folded to his chest, if anything to drive out a little of the cold, he marched onward.
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His advice would've been useful if her mother was the type of person to listen to things like that. She laughed a little nervously. "You don't know my mother. She's really protective. I'm more worried about...well, I...sort of left home without permission, and she's expecting me to be home when she gets back." That fuzzy pink tint was back in her necklace, probably giving away who she'd been thinking about earlier.
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He didn't know this mother, and he didn't yet know much about Rapunzel. His gut told him it wasn't the best time to voice his thoughts, so his mouth remained shut on that.
"Well if it gets bad, I can take the fall. Wouldn't be the first time I was somebody's back-up... and ya look like a first-timer about this kinda thing."
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She really had to figure out what made her look like she wasn't used to this kind of stuff. Was it some sort of look on her face? "Is it really that obvious?"
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Kanji's shrug was stiff. Maybe his analogy was poor because there weren't any bushes around, but hey he felt it was sound.
"Either way, don't worry about it. Ya get used to doin' it after a while. Then ya learn to get back before the old lady notices."
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She looked down just in time to notice a snail directly in her path and stepped around it without a second though. She even made sure to give her hair a good flick so that it also avoided the little creature.
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"She wouldn't letcha attend?" She never mentioned a father, herself. He guessed being forced to acknowledge a loss could be rough on some people, but everything about it bugged him.
"Some're less traditional than others, I guess."
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She smiled and looked toward the sky. Her eyes were distant, as if she were remembering something with fondness. "I could still see them, though. Every year there would be hundreds of floating lights in the sky. It was always on my birthday, like they were meant for me."
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"That sounds pretty cool! I wonder how that kinda stuff floats, tho--" Kanji the C student. Thinking nothing of hot air being lighter than cold, his trek slowed when they neared the village, and he held up a hand for Rapunzel to wait a moment. He charged on ahead, passing between two buildings to take a little peek into the place proper. Were they friendly? He knew of towns that treated outsiders like crap...
He turned and beckoned her over, then. Bower Village was sleepy after a loud and rowdy New Year, but there were still people walking around. Groceries still had to be bought, and mail still had to be delivered after all.
"Mailman, huh...?" He pondered aloud, then frowned. He'd probably scare 'em off.
"Probably wouldn't be scared off if you asked 'em where we are instead'a me."