INTRO LOG: DECEMBER

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INTRO LOG: DECEMBER
IF I HAD A HEART

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, as well as the rest of town.
date/time: december 1-3.
content: beacon's newest batch of residents arrives on the ferry. robin posts a bulletin.
warnings: n/a.

welcome to beacon.

It's dim, and the room won't stop swaying, gently rocking you back and forth. A loud sound startles you fully awake, a deep, moaning call: a foghorn. As your eyes adjust, you note faint red light streaking through the room from a tiny, round window.

You've found yourself in a private room, lying on a bed. The last things you remember are the events that led up to your death. Beside you is a folded tablet and a lantern glowing with a healthy flame.

You're on a ship. And that ship is docking.

Making your way to the deck, and eventually the pier, you find only moonlight to greet you, and a dark forest beyond. There are other people here, each with their own unique lantern, and many of them look just as lost as you are. On the ferry you've just disembarked from, the speaker system begins to play a song.

In the distance, across the waters of the lake, you can see the tall silhouette of a lighthouse, its red light slowly turning.

•••
The ferry has barely docked when everyone's tablets will ping: A new weekly bulletin has been posted!

...Aaaaaanyway, luckily for all the newcomers, the tablet and the town have some resources available for getting acquainted with their new situation! In fact, as soon as they're prompted to enter a network username, an app containing all sorts of useful welcome information will launch. Newcomers can always check out the weekly bulletins and the records in town hall as well, and everyone's welcome to get in touch with the NPCs through their inboxes.

ooc.

Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to In the Night! You've happened to come at a chaotic time, as we've just wrapped up a rather large event. Half the town was stuck in a dreamland version of past Beacon, where they explored for clues about the town's history. The other half stayed awake and defended the town from a brutal onslaught of green-eyed, hallucination-inducing forest spirits. The town's pretty haggard after all that, so hey, there's a conversation starter! It'll be good to have some fresh faces around to help with the recovery process.

You can check out the various Enter Mr. Sandman event posts in the OOC and log comms if you're curious, and plenty of the details will likely come up ICly, as well! The aftermath is just beginning, and we're so glad to have you along for the ride. :)

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

• The monthly store restock
  
• For Eliot: A carton of cigarettes
  
• For Prompto: 17 pairs of reading glasses
  
• For Eleven: A pair of walkie-talkies, and enough batteries to last for 3 months of casual use
  
• For Aziraphale: 12 drums, 11 lead pipes, 10 pairs of shoes, 9 wilting corsages, 8 bottles of milk, 7 taxidermy swans, 6 goose eggs, 5 stale onion rings, 4 bins full of duck armies, 3 dead chickens, 2 turtles, and a whole tree, though it's long dead... and strung with lights and garlands and holiday ornaments!
  
• For Kol: A book
  
• For Crowley: Peppermint extract, cream of tartar, a candy thermometer, a tin of cocoa, graham crackers, a generic bottle of red wine, a t-shirt with a crown logo on it, a book of love poems, and the goods
  
• For Eleven: An assortment of wrapping paper, gift tags, ribbons, bows, and gift bags.
  
• A lot of medical supplies. The supplies are plentiful enough that everyone may handwave finding common first aid supplies that will help to triage injuries sustained during the Enter Mr. Sandman event. The supplies won't immediately cure wounds, but they will help to prevent infection and ensure proper healing. There's even an assortment of painkillers, ranging from over the counter pills to IV morphine (though, hm, it seems each character will only be able to find one dose of the hospital-grade stuff, no matter how hard they search)

If you submitted an item request last month and we've missed it here, let us know!

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Comments

[featherknives]

[Would anyone punish someone for one mistake? It's a bit odd to her, she's not going to lie.

Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise at the request. Pray...pray... how do humans pray? She saw those ninjas not move for hours to "meditate and commune with the other side", but this guy is definitely not a ninja.

...and she can't say no. He asked nicely.]

Oh. Uhm. Sure, just, uhh... [???] What do I do?

[lunchbreaks]

[ He reaches for her hand gently. ]

All you have to do is close your eyes, really.

[ He does so, and takes a deep breath. ]

God, I don't know if you're listening anymore-- if you can hear us here, but if you can, and I know this is a lot to ask, but we could really use some guidance.

There's a world at stake, and these people are good. I will help them as best I can, but I fear your wisdom is sorely needed.

Amen.

[ He opens his eyes again and gives her hand a little squeeze. ]

...Thank you.

[featherknives]

[Just close her eyes, huh? Okay, she can do that...

Xayah shifts to sit properly and closes her eyes. Seeking guidance and wisdom. She's not sure that one person can have all the answers- Vastayans believe in their spirits to guide them and teach, but if it helps, who is she to judge? He didn't judge her for not knowing.

When he's done she opens her eyes and squeezes his hand back with a nod.]

No problem. If it helps you then I don't mind it.

[lunchbreaks]

Yes, it does. I haven't-- haven't been able to speak to Her in a long time and I. Well, I just think it was quite calming. I hope she's still listening.

[ He nods resolutely. ]

You are a good friend, Xayah.

[featherknives]

Our gods aren't like yours, but we do pray and thank them so I understand how calming it can be.

[Though she can't thank them here. It's a bit too specific. She doesn't want her ancestors of the forests to think she's praying to these forest spirits.]

Hmm... [Is she? Not so sure.] Does that give me a pass to maim him a bit when he comes back? [She tries to joke and shrugs with a small smile. She won't kill him... just a punch.]

[lunchbreaks]

Maybe just a light tap.

[ He gives a watery smile. ]

But will you let me hug him first? When he returns?

It's just... we've been friends so long, and I've never really considered that I'd have to be without him.

[featherknives]

Deal.

[She smiles back.]

Of course. I have a few other things I need to do. He'll wake up here, soon probably.

[Her lips twitch a bit as her gaze falls to the floor. She didn't consider that either when she was with Rakan. Sure, they talked about death and ended up arguing who will die first, but it never really crossed their minds it will actually happen.]

Don't let him out of your sight, hm? You're apparently the only one he listens to.

[lunchbreaks]

Oh, my dear.

He doesn't listen to me, either.

[ He gives her a cheeky, knowing smile. ]

And he certainly doesn't know what's good for him.

What else are you up to, Xayah? Perhaps I could assist.

[featherknives]

[...]

He might try to consider your words at some times?

[It's a hopeful thought, otherwise they are all doomed.]

Ah, I'm... just recovering. [From death.] It's been two long weeks.

[There's a stretched silence before she finally admits,] Every odd sound makes me jump.

[lunchbreaks]

I wish I could tell you that it will get better with time, but I don't know if it will.

But you can stay here as long as you want. And I'll watch out-- for anything.

[ Maybe that'll take a little pressure off. ]

[featherknives]

[She pats his shoulder.]

That's alright. I'm used to living in grim conditions. [She grins,] It would be weird if it wasn't.

[She shakes her head,] I'll be fine. I'll go to the bonfire, there are usually people there. It will distract me.

[He'll probably want to talk to Crowley by himself.]

[lunchbreaks]

If you ever need company, you know where to find me.

[ He smiles towards her. ]

And thank you very much for coming to see me, it... it means quite a deal.

[featherknives]

Thanks, Aziraphale. I will.

[She finally stands and after giving him a short nod.]

You as well. If you need help with anything, call me. I have the device with me. I'll see later.

[With that, Xayah makes her way out of the church. Whether she actually managed to help him is questionable; this sort of loss doesn't just heal. She knows. At least Crowley will come back.]