logsinthenight | EVENT LOG: LIGHT UP THE NIGHT

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EVENT LOG: LIGHT UP THE NIGHT

characters: everyone.
location: around town.
date/time: november 5-7.
content: use that bonfire!
warnings: n/a. please cw tags appropriately.

maybe we can bring back the light

Shortly after Robin's network post, a magnificent display of fireworks will start to launch from the lighthouse! They're odd-looking, though, given that they glow but don't cast light. But still cool to watch! The best place to view the show is at the beach, but some of the bigger explosions can be seen just over the treetops from town, and they can certainly be heard from all over Beacon. Exciting! Maybe! Robin sure thinks so! The fireworks will continue for a couple of hours before a very colorful grand finale, after which the lighthouse beam will shine red again for the duration of the event.

Meanwhile, back in town, Rastus has set up a magnificent display of his own. Torches are set up in a wide circle around the bonfire (which looks a bit less bright, given how many torches he's pulled from it), ready for the taking. You don't even have to talk to him first! He's lingering nearby, though, and... has looked more excited about things in the past. This is gonna be a bookkeeping nightmare, he can tell.

In any case, the torches are free for the taking, but do remember to report any torch movement to the event header on the item requests page. Don't let Rastus's fears become reality!

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I. Not A Fan Of Fireworks CW: PTSD, minor WW2 flashbacks

The word "fireworks" doesn't actually bring up any obvious associations for the Soldier, so they wander down to the beach at the requested time, curious.

Turns out that's a bad idea. The fireworks may not generate any actual carrying light, but they are still basically explosions, and they make both a lot of noise and a lot of smoke. Veterans of various wars often don't mix well with that sort of thing. Even the colors, in this case, make things worse.

The first bloom of fireworks gets a flinch, the second a low-pitched but wordless whine of both voice and servos in the metal arm, and the third has the Soldier covering its head with both arms, metal and flesh. When one explodes in blue, the Soldier outright bolts back for the nearest building, which in this case is the church. And there they'll stay until the show is over, huddled on the floor between the pews, mentally reliving disjointed pieces of several battles in swift succession.

II. But a Fan of Light

Given some time to calm down, and the end of the show, the Soldier takes it slow on their way to the bonfire to collect a torch. Robin said it would help to spread the light around, and Aziraphale does like to read.... It smiles just faintly at Rastus, then carts its prize back across town to Miner's Castle circle, and installs the new light in front of Aziraphale and Crowley's house, where it can shine through the front window into the living room and kitchen.

Not inside, of course. That would make it a lot harder to see out, and clock any potential threats. But this is still more light than they had before.

After that, satisfied that their housemates will have better light for reading and working and making out or whatever else they do, it circles the village and surrounds, not quite a patrol, to see what everyone else has done with the torches.

1. Clumsy

"Want to come for a walk?"

Rosinante is hefting a torch, and gives it an experimental toss. It sure would be cool if he caught it by the lower half, as if practiced in torch-juggling. Instead, he reaches to catch it and the burning side strikes him in the palm. Alarmed, he jerks his hand back and squeaks with pain as the torch falls to the ground.

Reassuring, isn't it?

2. Fireworks

The show is absolutely stunning. Nothing like he's ever seen before. Rosinante lies on the pebble-covered shore with his hands behind his head and a cigarette in his mouth, staring up at the sky.

"How do you suppose they make them so colorful?" he asks to whoever is nearby.

Headed to the beach/At the show
[Jo isn't completely sure she wants to see what kind of thing is waiting for them at the beach, but when the fireworks start before she reaches the sand, she smiles and takes off running.

Yes, she went out in an explosion, but she's always loved fireworks. There's too many happy memories for her to not enjoy the show, even if this version of fireworks is weird.

She keeps looking at the crowd instead of the fireworks, expecting to see everyone's faces.]

After the show
[Jo has been hesitant to take torches for herself because of how the fire seems to work here, but if they're being encouraged to distribute the torches...

She ends up taking two, one to leave along the path to the Village to make it easier to travel between the areas, the other for her small cabin.

Sometimes the dark feels so oppressive despite her small lantern. She hopes the torch will help. It won't make her feel less lonely, but she'll enjoy being able to see in her house.]

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Bucky/Soldat | OTA (CW for first prompt: PTSD, minor WW2 flashbacks)

Rosinante | OTA