logsinthenight | 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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[ She did suspect the King Emperor dude was from some sort of China, his name being the main giveaway. But hey, alternate realities and all that so she didn't want to assume... she'll let herself assume now though. ]

Oh uh... I guess I do. Lady... [ She wracks her brain for any knowledge on the legend that goes with it. ] Floats up to the moon?

Something like that.

[it's a well-known legend even in his earlier time. He chuckles a bit at the reduction. It still works.

Now that he looks more closely, he recognizes the figure.]

You were at the meeting, but said nothing. I noticed.

[ Close enough is close enough in her books. She's about to return to her folding, not sure what else to say when he just casually... calls her out. Coraline winces slightly. ]

Uh... yeah. Didn't really have anything to add so...

[nah it's all cool. His tone is light and casual, anyway]

Not everyone has to. As long as people are willing to listen and consider.

[ She relaxes slightly at his words, glad she doesn't have to make an escape with her numerous boats. ]

Yeah... a lot of good points were definitely brought up so... thanks I guess.

You're quite welcome.

[well, guess it's time to be Captain Obvious. Emperor Obvious maybe]

I see you're planning a lantern. Is it for someone here, or for what we're missing among the living?

Oh uh...

[ She looks back down to her current project, silent for a moment before speaking up once more. ]

Just uh... people back home now.

[ Do they miss her as much as she misses them? She really isn't sure. ]

[thankfully he's a good reader of people and takes the shyness at face value]

I will not pry if you do not wish it. But I am curious, since you mentioned familiarity with the Moon Festival. I have been...searching, I suppose, for people from my own country. There is something comforting about knowing you're not the only one.

[ She looks up at him, studying his features for a moment. ]

… Maybe? I mean. My grandparents are from China, but I’m like… super white now basically. Besides food and stuff. So I don’t know if I’ll like, be much help there. The Grandmaster might be more helpful? I think I’ve seen you two talk.

[he's grasped the translation enough by now, thanks to Kuai, he knows what China is to him. And thus, he smiles very slightly, but sincerely]

Then, at least through your grandparents, we are from the same land. I ruled it, in fact. [a small bob of his head] Cao Pi, styled Zihuan. Lord of Wei.

[ Oh… that’s nice. Better than being called a banana for the umpteenth time. Way better... wait did he say he ruled it!? Should she bow??? Uhhhhhhhh shit.

She makes a jerky, bowing motion.]

Nice to meet you… Lord… Pi?

Cao Pi. [polite yet firm in his correction] The only person allowed to call me that is my father.

[and boy howdy do we not want to go into that cart of baggage today]

A pleasure to meet you.

Right. Cao Pi then.

[ Oh thank god. She wasn’t sure how many times she could call a dude Lord P without losing it. ]

Nice to meet you too. I’m uh. Coraline. Coraline Li.

[you and the entire fandom, Coraline...

he ponders the name order for a moment, considers how many people he knows with the Li surname, and decides that's the correct one]

How fascinating, Miss Li. That the circumstances allow us to meet one another from across time and possibly worlds.

[he really can't turn off the charm, it just happens]

[ On the bright side, if he does mess up, English isn't a real language and it would have worked either way. ]

Yeah... it's like, super wild. I guess there's like, some consistencies between universes… or shit that tends to happen anyways.

[ Now she’s getting ready to spiral into Teenager’s First Attempt at Quantum Theory have fun. ]

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