EVENT LOG: FEATHERLY HAVEN RESORT & SPA

[lucetimods]

Who: All the lovebirds!
What: A bit of pampering and hijinks. Original event post here.
When: Feb 17th
Where: The Featherly Haven Resort & Spa (aka the hot springs)
Rating: If you feel your thread is heading for something steamier, please either fade to black or take it to an appointments post.

Also -- don't forget to add in your own character tags!

On the 17th, all characters will find an embossed invitation tucked inside the front cover of their journals, asking them to gather up by the hot springs for a marvelous party at the Featherly Haven Resort & Spa. Upon arriving, they’ll find that the area has been temporarily transformed into a luxurious vacation retreat. Although the weather is just as chilly as it should be in mid-February, the hot springs are compellingly warm and once the sun sets, the area is lit by grand torches. The usual hot springs buildings are somewhat incredibly replaced with what looks like a swanky resort -- though the building itself will disappear soon after the Shift’s end. There is a sizeable lobby, complete with plump couches and a droid-staffed bar. Each and every one of the hotel’s rooms is a honeymoon suite, stocked with champagne and fondue and yet more platters of fresh fruit. Courteous (albeit stoic) droids tend massage chairs and manicure stations on the resort's first floor, shaded by billowing, cream-coloured curtains. Others will be passing around festively coloured drinks, platters of fresh fruit, and -- of course -- huge complimentary towels to wrap up in once your soaking is complete: the whitest and fluffiest and most spa-like towels you ever did see.

Available both in the rooms, outside by the hotsprings, and in heaps inside the lobby, are little foil-wrapped and bite-sized chocolates. As with other items in previous years, each of these chocolates comes with a dizzying side-effect upon consumption:

White Chocolate will overwhelm its consumer with the desire to talk and -- more specifically -- the desire to share. Upon eating this treat, characters will want to chat the ear off of anyone near them, perhaps spilling some personal details in the process. But being chatty is a two way street, and so they will also press upon their conversation partners for details of their own lives. It’s a lethal combination: a nosy over-sharer.

Milk Chocolate will flush its consumer with the desire to be warm and affectionate with those around them. Hugs and kisses on the cheek will abound. Upon eating this treat, characters will want to throw their arm around those near them -- clasping close friends and associates alike. Personal space is no longer an issue.

Dark Chocolate will inspire quite another flavour of affection in its consumer. Upon eating this treat, a character’s libido takes over the driving seat. Many people around them become terribly terribly attractive and, as lust courses through the character’s system, they’ll hope to convince someone back to their suite for a little hanky panky.

Chocolate Coated Marzipan -- smooth and silky on the tongue -- evokes a spontaneous sense of...marital bliss. Those who chow down on this treat will find themselves tracking down someone they know they simply don’t want to live without. Whether this is someone they were previously attracted to in the week or a total stranger, your character will find themselves proposing marriage. And, (in)conveniently for them, all marriages may take place in the resort’s own Vegas-style wedding chapel! All ceremonies will be performed by a droid-officiant who looks disturbingly like Elvis Presley. Witnesses are optional but encouraged.

Comments

[disastergirl]

[She turned her head to glance at him. Well, actually she almost did, before thinking better of it.]

Then I won't get sick. The last thing I need is for people to start getting all concerned about me because of things like that.

[With a furrowed brow she stood up to get out of the hot spring. There were a lot of things on her mind right then; maybe she just needed some fresh air to clear her head.]

[accepted]

Won't get sick? [Pff. It's not like you can help getting sick sometimes, but-] Hey, you're leaving already?

[He doesn't mind if she leaves or not, but most people who have shown up seemed to have stuck around for a good amount of time just lazing in the springs before hopping out.]

[disastergirl]

[Unfortunately logic wasn't much of a deterrent for her.]

[a nod.] There are too many people around here right now. I'm going to come back after everyone else leaves.

[Her, shy? Never. There actually were some other reasons that made her explanation sound more like a convenient excuse instead of a pressing concern, but she wasn't in any hurry to talk about those.]

[accepted]

[There aren't that many people around, at least to him there isn't. The crowded atmosphere is pretty cool.]

You might be waiting around for a long time then, it looks like there are people who are still here from this morning. [...] What are you going to do in the mean time?

[disastergirl]

[This morning!? Geez, just how pruney were those people, she wondered. Her plan had been to go back to the springs while everyone was eating dinner, but now the outlook wasn't looking so good.]

[A frown.] I was going to dry off and go outside for a walk. What'd you want to know that for?

[accepted]

Just wondering, that's all. [He was expecting her to go laze around on a couch or get one of those manicure things, but a walk sounds good.]

If you're going for a walk then you need to check this whole place out. It looks really cool from the outside since it's so big, you really have to be at a distance to see it all.

[disastergirl]

[blinks.] Really?

[Huh, that was the first she had heard of that. She was going outside anyway, so there was no harm in checking it out!

...Hopefully she wouldn't wander too far and get lost or something.]

Hey, that's not a bad tip! Alright, I'll go take a look for myself.

[starts to leave.]

[accepted]

[Wait, one last thing!]

Don't get lost out there in the cold or anything like that, you'll end up getting sick again.

[He smirks to himself and turns his head away. For now he'll stick with staying in the warm resort until all this relaxing gets too boring.]

[disastergirl]

[OH WHAT. Man, he just had to get the last word in, didn't he? She couldn't let that stand! Still, for the time being she would have to settle for blowing a raspberry now and paying him back in full later.

Now, off she went for a walk and (later on) another soak.]