logsinthenight | EVENT LOG: FOR EVERYTHING A REASON

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EVENT LOG: FOR EVERYTHING A REASON

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor.
date/time: september 6-7.
content: characters and forest spirits send off paper lantern boats in honor of those who have died..
warnings: character death

a somber kind of serenity.

When you arrive at the harbor, there are already boats in the water, and the lighthouse's red beam flares in slow pulses over the lake. The moon's a bright first quarter and the stars are out in force today, all reflected on the glassy surface of the water. It's uncharacteristically calm, this weather, so take advantage.

Rastus is down at the water's edge, tending to a large mound of pebbles that looks not unlike a miniature bonfire from a distance. The stones are all ordinary, having been collected from the beach, except Rastus has enchanted them to glow with a soft, yellow light. The enchantment will only last a week, but that's ample time for this little ceremony to send off those lost over the past two months. Or to send off something less literal, perhaps.

Next to the pile of stones is an array of craft materials—just the basic supplies like paper, markers, glue, and scissors, but more than enough to accommodate everyone in attendance. A handful of forest spirits (some you may recognize from the party!) are standing nearby to assist in paper-folding or boat-crafting if you're out of your depth there. They, along with Rastus, urge you to join in. This memorial is as much about you as it is anyone we've lost, after all. The boats can look like or represent anything you like.

Releasing boats lit with pebbles out onto the water will fill you will a sense of peace. It's a somber kind of serenity, but it's a relief nonetheless, whether you're mourning the loss of a friend or letting go of some other part of yourself. You're welcome to release as many boats as you like, too. It's not like there's a shortage of rocks around here, and even if the craft materials run low, there's plenty of other stuff around town that could be used in a pinch.

The forest spirits are in attendance, as well. Some are helping with the crafting, yes, but most are taking part themselves, building their own little boats to send out over the water. Their crafting involves more of a hands-on approach: Chomping and tearing and crinkling into unique shapes and textures. They stand out from the townsfolks' designs on the beach, but once the boats drift far enough into the surf, it's impossible to tell which vessels belong to which group. Feel free to NPC your own forest spirits for this event and refer to the OOC info post if you have questions about how they might behave.

On the final night of the event, a sound starts up along the treeline, one you haven't heard in some time, perhaps. Crickets. Cicadas. Katydids and beetles and the shrill hum of a mosquito in your ear. It seems insects have returned to Beacon from... wherever they were hiding, and the night air is now vibrant with their music. No more eerie silence back in town, where the sounds of the lake are snuffed out by the trees. It sounds almost like a real forest now.

And it will stay that way after this event ends, too. Maybe you were enjoying the time away from bugs or maybe you were longing for some sign that, yes, this world was alive once, but either way, the insects are here to stay. Well, until winter, at least.

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[Jo follows the song up the shore to find Daylight, pausing to listen until he finishes.

She wouldn't have pegged the robot, or whatever (or whoever) she should think of him as, as someone who would sing. It's a lovely voice. One of the things she misses here is music. There's no radio, she doesn't have her jukebox.

When he quiets, she clears her throat.]

You've got a lovely voice.

[ !!!

daylight looks up as his winglets perk up in surprise. upon seeing and recognising a friendly face - man, it's weird to see jo with greyish hair. - daylight relaxes and flashes her a bashful but appreciative smile. ]

Thanks, Jo. That means a lot to me. [ he looks back out into the waters, his expression becoming more wistful and thoughtful. ] Auntie Laura and Uncle Leeds helped me learn it after I begged them for months to let me take on lessons.

Apparently my parents were really good at it. I wanted to share something with them.

[She smiles softly. Daylight talks about his parents a lot, she's picked up on that. It must be interesting and hard for him to be away from what he knows.]

You look up to them a lot, don't you? [It's not a judgemental question. Lord knows Jo looks up to her father. Good parents have that effect.]

[ at the question, daylight looks back at jo with a genuine smile, his spoiler flicking up in joy. though most can’t feel his em field thanks to biological differences, daylight’s field pushes with a rush of genuine love and fondness at the thought of his mom and dad. ]

Yeah. They're- They're just amazing. The way my family talks about them- [ he pauses, trying to keep himself calm. something about the event and what lead up to this is causing him to feel pretty emotional.

he rubs his optics with the back of his servo, the gesture calming him despite the fact he can't cry. ] They sounded extraordinary. They saved worlds and travelled the universe and had adventures. They even fell in love along the way.

It’s why I- It’s why I decided to risk it, you know? Go out in the stars and explore. Continue their legacy. If you have someone you love and they had something important that they left behind... It makes sense to look after it. Right?

[Jo wonders about some of the phrases Daylight uses. But family is such a personal thing, she doesn't want to pry even if she's curious. She's used to asking questions and it's hard to stop herself.

Especially right now doesn't feel appropriate.]

Yeah. You're right. I'm glad you could do that.

And you?

[ the words are out of daylight's mouth before he realises what he said. when two plus two do equal four, however, daylight immediately gets flustered and apologetic. oh wow! what a thing to ask someone! and to jo, of all people, too! she's been nothing but nice to him and this is how he-

daylight looks towards jo's direction and holds his servos up as if trying to ward off a potential hit or something, his winglets hiking up in alarm. ] I'm sorry! Sorry-! I didn't- You don't have to- You know- There's no pressure to answer or anything if you don't want to.

[ he lowers his servos, just a bit, looking more bashful than mortified as he continues to speak, ] I'm just curious, is all.

[Jo watches his reaction instead of thinking about the question. She wonders what he's gone through in the past to garner such a commotion of fear.

She moves back to the question, thinking it over for a moment.]

It's okay. [She asks a lot of questions of people. It seems fair that they ask her questions in return. She also has no problem saying no to a question she doesn't want to answer.]

Did I look up to my parents? [She waits for a nod from him before she continues. She will answer, but she'll make sure that's what he wanted to know first.]

[ after letting a second or two past, perhaps waiting to see if jo will continue on her own or not, daylight slowly nods in reply. he's more than a little relieved that this is her response.

then he settles down once more, feeling confident to speak up again: ] Yeah. That's what I meant. Do you... You know... Look up to them?

[ daylight is clearly curious- it can be seen in his expression, in the way his winglets perk up in curiosity. he's always had an interest in stories but especially of those of his friends and loved ones, what their own lives and adventures are like when he's not around. ]

[Jo looks out over the lake, focusing on the floating lights. All her life she wanted to follow her father's footsteps. She might not have done what her mother wanted, but she wanted to make her proud too.]

My dad...he died when I was young. [She shrugs, watching a wave break gently on the sand.]

I always wanted him to be proud I was his girl. You know?

Yeah... I know...

[ daylight looks sympathetic when he hears about the status of jo's dad. having never gotten to know his parents and wanting so desperately to make them proud, it's definitely something he can get behind.

he wants to give his condolences but... it doesn't feel right to do that? not now, at least.

so, instead, daylight makes this little observation instead, trying his best to recall the words of his auntie laura from all those years ago: ] Someone once told me to show love to our family, we should try to live our best life. We should live what we think is our best like, all the while knowing we can look back and not feel regret for the path we took over-all.

I think that's a good thing to keep in mind for times like these. Even now... I don't regret it.

[ hopefully. jo knows what he means by 'it' in this moment. ]

[Jo takes a long moment to think over the words. It's a nice sentiment.

She regrets some things. Not finally leaving the Roadhouse to hunt, even if it did put her on the path to Carthage and her death.

Eventually, she nods and takes a deep breath.]

Yeah. That's good advice.

[ daylight smiles, his winglets perking up at her answer. ]

Happy to be of help, Jo! I- [ he pauses, feeling a bit silly for a second. then he decides to heck with it. he might as well push through the hesitation and embarrassment to say what he wanted to say while the chance is there for him to say it. ] I like helping my friends. If I can do something for them than I know I'm living the best life I can have.

[ because we're friends, is something he doesn't say but the earnestness and the friendliness in his expression and his voice says it all. ]

[From the pause, Jo gets the sense that he was nervous about that.

But sure. She gets it. And she likes him, so she'll allow it.]

Yeah. Helping friends, and anyone, it's important.

Yeah! Let's make that a promise.

[ excited and cheered by this turn of topic, daylight does a very daylight thing and extends a servo out towards jo. the pinky finger is out and so is daylight's megawatt and sincere smile. ]

While we're here, we'll do what we can to help each other! To the best of our abilities to live our best lives. [ well- technically it's their unlives but no need to cut hairs like that. ]

[She looks from the extended hand to Daylight's face, several times in fact. He's quite a bit larger than she is and his servo seems about half her size.

She lifts her hand after a moment and wraps her fingers around his one pinky. That's good enough, right? She can't do the normal pinky promise with him. There's no way.]

Yeah. We'll do our best.

[ daylight beams back as he attempts a handshake between him and jo.

despite the somberity of the event and the nostalgic homesickness he feels, daylight manages to feel hope for the days that are ahead of them all. it's certainly enough hope to have his winglets with vigour and sincerity. ]

[ ooc; we can end here if you want! i really love how cute these two are whenever they get to team up, ahhh. ]

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