EVERYBODY! EVERYBODY!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody! Everybody!
What: It's a beach! There's fruit! Love in the air! Classy private rooms in the mountains!
When: From sunrise to midnight! (AND IT'S TODAY! FEBRUARY 18th!)
Where: Out on the beach, centered around the teleporter/tunnel exit area. But it feels like July out there! Ain't that just the shit?
Summary: Summary? Why does this need a summary. I said everything up there. And then I'm gonna say even more after this. Why do we need this field? Seriously, anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
Rating: KEEP IT CLEAN, KIDS. Take your dirty smut to an appointments post!

Long Ago In A Distant Land, Akai, the fully functional fonbot, unleashed a fairly standard mod post. But a foolish player kept asking questions and come on, do you really need to know that much? Now everyone wants to play out their ships and get into fruit shenanigans and undo to evil that is AKAI.

((No, but seriously guys, look at the mod post, you know what to do. Everything you need is there. Mass log post, remember to tag your characters name here, and do your thing.))

OH YEAH! So like, assume there is stands (or you know, beach-appropriate huts) here and there that are stocked up on bathing suits (and curtains you can change behind), stands with beverages, and snacks. Nobody's really operating them, new stuff just gets Shifted there (BUT ONLY IF YOU'RE NOT WATCHING). The Malnosso are the most considerate bro-ginization ever.

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[fleurdesel]

[The day was good. The week had been good. Everything was fine. But...that niggling fear, and her need to ask. Someone, anyone. Someone that wasn't overly affected, someone that's been here awhile. Someone that would be honest. So Adele wanders until she finds Jack on the hammock, pauses a moment next to him. She could go without knowing. She could.

...

But she needed to be ready if this was all....false.]

Having nice dreams Jack?

[all7seas]

Mmmhmm. I'm perched atop a giant banana, and there's a marzipan gander serving me some sort of mushroom frittata.

[Your first mistake, Adele, was choosing Jack as your honest someone. Your second was probably getting out of bed this morning.

The pirate cracks one eye open and smiles at her.]

Alright, darling?

[fleurdesel]

A giant...[She huffs a soft laugh and shakes her head. Not what she'd expected but not much in this place has been the past week.]

I've...been better. I think. Or. I honestly do not know. [She leans against one of the palm trees, looking out at the ocean.]

...

How do you know if there's been a Shift, Jack?

[all7seas]

Give us a bit of a push, lass. I'm decidedly not rocking enough at the moment.

[He takes a sip of rum.]

Could you repeat the question?

[fleurdesel]

[Adele reaches over and tugs a bit on the hammock, setting it, and the pirate within, rocking gently. It is a moment before she speaks again, voice low, a little shaky, but resolute.]

...how do you know if there has been a Shift?

[all7seas]

Sometimes things change. [Another contemplative sip.] Woke up once with a lass's name tattooed down my arm. Why -- somethin' wrong, darling?

[fleurdesel]

Everything feels off. [It hadn't at first. Then again she'd wanted it to be right. She'd wanted Ben to be a liar, for this to be true. She'd wanted that so badly but now...nothing seems to be as it should.]

Something is...off. About my relationship with Tony. About this whole week.

[all7seas]

Fell in love, did you? And with Stark. Hmmm. [He sits up at that and pats a hand on the hammock beside him. Inviting.]

Eh. It's St. Valentine's day or thereabouts. Happens here every year.

[fleurdesel]

Not fallen, to my memory we've always been...[She sighs and rubs her face, looking down to the hammock before settling in next to Jack. It was a little easier to think about when she wasn't around Tony. Everything else was shoved out of her mind the moment he walked into view and it was- frustrating. And exhilarating. And false.]

But that's not true, is it? Ben mentioned I'd only ever felt animosity towards him and he wouldn't lie. This is. Induced. It's not real.

[all7seas]

[Jack pushes off with his toes to send them swinging. He considers this.]

Dunno. I fell in love with Jilly, once. And I still felt all sorts of feelings for her afterward. And I still feel feelings for her now, but not in that romantical kind of way.

[fleurdesel]

If Ben said I felt 'animosity', it is most likely some form of understatement. He's too polite to infer that I could loathe anyone. I don't know how it truly was, but if even now my memories tell me I found him irritating? It's most likely I...don't care for him much at all.

[Adele closes her eyes and sighs. This is...she didn't think she could take this again. All of this being a lie. Once in her life was enough, damnit.]

[all7seas]

Doc...? Not...not going to cry, are we? [Because that would be uncomfortable.] Stark can be rather a bastard but I think he possibly has a good man lurking under that skin somewhere. What happened? [He pushes off again and plucks a bit of fruit on the upswing, offering it to her.] Odd fruit-thing? To help you feel better?

[fleurdesel]

No I...no. I'll be fine. [A small enough lie, though she does wipe a few frustrated tears away, locking the rest down for...later. Never. She won't have the time anyway. A deep breath, and then she's composed. Mostly.]

An alcoholic, womanizing bastard. One of those in my life was enough Jack. [She takes the fruit with a soft, laugh and stares at it.] What in god's name is this?

[all7seas]

[Wow....that kind of describes himself as well. Interesting.]

No idea, but they seem highly popular today. None of these trees were here before. The fruit. None of it. It's all new. For that reason I've been cautious.


You can cry if you want. I'll look the other way, lass.

[fleurdesel]

So you are wary of them, yet you offer me one? [She manages a snort and mild glare over at the pirate. She appreciated the gesture, though, and reaches up to pull a small knife from her hair and cut into it, curious.] No, Jack. I'm not going to cry. I'm too old to be crying over such things.

[all7seas]

You keep a knife in your hair. [Suddenly things like fruit and crying become......less interesting.]

[fleurdesel]

You carry your sword everywhere, do you not?

[all7seas]

......Aye. But.....

Knife. Hair.

[This is all kind of hypocritical coming from the guy with EVERYTHING ELSE in his hair.]

[fleurdesel]

When someone has you at a disadvantage, where is it they ask you to put your hands most often? Behind your head.

[all7seas]

....I'm going to remember that bit of information, now. But how exactly are you...

[He leans around her, trying to see the back of her hair.]

[fleurdesel]

[Adele leans forward a bit so Jack can see her customary french roll, the tiny sheath for her knife hidden inside the clip she uses to hold it in place.]

It's not large, but when it is unexpected? It is more than enough.

[all7seas]

You're startlingly paranoid, woman. [He sits up straight again and sends them swaying with another touch of his toe against the ground.]

Not a bad way to be around here. Tricksy. I like it.

[fleurdesel]

When you work with liars, criminals, and thieves? It's not unwarranted.

[She cuts a thin slice of the fruit once they're swinging again and offers a bit to Jack first.]

[all7seas]

Wonder why they've put this fruit out here, anyhow. [He accepts the piece but doesn't eat it right away; instead, Jack lifts it up and examines it in the sunlight. It doesn't LOOK all that odd. Just...fruity.]

[fleurdesel]

To further manipulate and mortify us? It doesn't smell rancid, there are no insects burrowed within...I don't think they'd poison us all in such a way.

[Adele slices herself another bit of the fruit and quirks a brow. A little like the color of a peach.]