Luceti Valley - The First Log

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone
What: The start of a new experiment... or is it?
When: August 2nd - August 6th
Where: Luceti itself
Summary: Luceti has become an idyllic and peaceful 50s-esque village. The first few days are just business as usual, right?
Rating: Varies with thread. Please move explicit stuff to appointments post with appropriate warnings.

August 1st had seemed like an ordinary day in Luceti. But late in the evening, for those night owls who had not turned in yet, they were witness to strange fluctuations in the barrier. Beautiful, really, almost like Luceti had received its own 'Northern Lights', even though it seemed to come from the far east, across the ocean. This ominous light show lasted for all of fifteen minutes before it ceased all together. Skimming the ocean waters, a horde of cultists entered Luceti, cloaked by darkness. Upon reaching the entrance to the tunnels, their leader stepped inside and was followed one by one by his fellow cultists. When the last had entered, the tunnel entrance closed. Across the mountains, the entrance to the tunnels in the village did the same.

Midnight passed without incident, but by three in the morning, the change suddenly came. Minds were altered, forms were changed, and buildings sprang from nowhere.

Much later, on August 2nd, morning settled on a changed village, the new mayor made his way to his mansion with his pair of adorable dobermans at either side of him. The sun shined bright. It was a good day to be a Lucetian.

Note: There will be a stand alone log for the homecoming dance. There will be another log for the second stage of the event.

Comments

[wildbluevagner]

Yeah, great at making me pile up z's! [He shrugs.] It's a total drag, man.

[maximoff_girl]

Maybe the histories, but the tragedies are at least usually full of death and violence-- I'd think a guy like you could get behind that. [She's more a fan of the comedies, with their frequent romantic overtones and happy endings.] Which one are you supposed to read? I can give you an outline to help you break through all the thee's and thous. I mean. [Remembering she's supposed to be elusive, she turns back to the homework she had just been working on.] If you want.

[wildbluevagner]

[And he leans over onto the table, while holding up the book with two fingers.]

Boring-o and Snore-iet. Why don't you give it a shot? Maybe all I need is a little study date.

[maximoff_girl]

Oh no, not that one. [She groans.] Ok, I will grant you this one time, that play is overdone. [She had gotten to skip it, taking an advanced literature class.] Still. You really need someone to help you figure out the most over-done play in the history of overdone plays?

[wildbluevagner]

It may be over-done, but I can't be done and over with it soon enough! [He scowls.] And I have to pick a passage to memorize. Ain't that the pits?

[maximoff_girl]

Any passage? You could go with one of the-- more common passages, "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks--" [She postures, jokingly, putting one hand to her collar and extending the other towards Kurt, palm up, delivering the brief line with her eyes closed, head angled up and a way from Kurt. Quite the little over actress. She pops open an eye, and plucks the book from his fingers. She quickly flips through the pages.]

That one's over done though. And kind of long. If it doesn't have to be that long, I would go with... Hmm.. ah, here it is! Act one, scene four, Mercio's little speech. [She reads, as she doesn't have this one memorized.] "If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down." ... And so on. [She looks up at him with a smirk.]

[wildbluevagner]

[He does chuckle at the dramatic delivery.]

Such words of romance! Is this how you woo your boyfriend? [He winks.] I'll be putting a bookmark there for sure - I'll mark it as "rough love".

[maximoff_girl]

[She offers him the play back, her finger still marking Mercio's passage, jutting her chin out a bit in challenge and pride.] No, of course not. My relationship with Theodore isn't a tragedy. Nor is it "over-done." [She turns her nose up slightly, blushing lightly. She adores talking about Theodore to everyone-- except Kurt, for some reason.]

[wildbluevagner]

Oh man, someone's touchy! [He says in amusement as he takes it back.] But I'm sure it's not like you haven't trampled roughly over the hearts of innocent young boys before.

[maximoff_girl]

I-- I don't trample. [Disliking being on the offensive like this, she switches things up, giving Kurt a bit of a look.] And I'd hardly call them 'innocent.' [You, sir. She's calling you a player. At least she's doing it with a smile, though it is sardonic in nature.]

[wildbluevagner]

[He raises an eyebrow and leans closer.]

Oh? What words would you use, then? Probably something like dashing, or handsome, right? Maybe... charismatic?

[maximoff_girl]

Hmm. [She folds her arms, resting her elbows on the table, not backing down.] If I had to chose? From those options I'd go wiiith... "Dashing." [Grinning, now.] As in 'were you dashed on the rocks as a child?' [That felt a little cruel, so she opted to temper the barb.] But if I had to chose another, sure, charismatic. Why not?

[wildbluevagner]

[He props his own elbows at the table. There's the tracings of a goofy grin when she initially says 'dashing', followed by a pout when she elaborates. With charismatic, he smiles again.]

Charismatic, huh? [He leans in a bit closer... and then pulls all the way back to go into a shrug.] I'll take it!

[maximoff_girl]

[Slightly surprised when he pulls back, Wanda hadn't even realized he was getting so close. She also shrugs.]Good. Because it's all you're going to get from me. [She laughs quietly-- it is a library after all.] Who ever heard of Charismatic Fuzz, before?

[wildbluevagner]

[Library? Who cares about rules. Kurt laughs more loudly.]

I have. Every time I've looked in a mirror, in fact!

[maximoff_girl]

[Wanda taps her lips, amused, opening her mouth to continue the verbal volley, but then closing it, with an impressed smile.]

I do believe you've cornered me with your logic, Mr.Kholme. I've already allowed for your being charismatic, so I can hardly take it back now. Well played.

[wildbluevagner]

[He slouches confidently in his chair, resting his feet on the table.]

What can I say? The Fuzz is just a winner at this game.

[maximoff_girl]

T'chh! Feet off the table! [She attempts to knock his feet back to the ground with a side swipe of a smack at them.] Charismatic people do not rest their feet on the table. [Apparently they do, Wanda. Apparently they do.] You're going to get us kicked out!

[wildbluevagner]

[He raises his feet... but then puts them straight back down on the tabletop while laughing.]

So what if we do? I got what I need, and I bet you have all these books memorized already. We're good to go!

[maximoff_girl]

[She purses her lips at his continual foot-table interaction.] I'd like to come back some day. And what if I need something else? I've still got a lot of work to do! [A lot of OTHER people's work, true, but that doesn't matter.]

[wildbluevagner]

[That's a good, insightful point. Kurt's response is simple - and directed at the ceiling as he leans back in his chair.]

OLLY OLLY OXEN-FREE!

[maximoff_girl]

Eee! Kurt! SHHH! [Wanda's eyes go wide in shock, and she hisses at him, motioning desperately for him to quiet down.

The damage is done, however, when one of the sterner looking librarians seems to materialize next to their table, in that creepy way librarians have of doing things.]

Ms.Howlett. If you and your friend cannot follow the rules of the library, I suggest you leave. Now. You can return when you're feeling less rambunctious.

[The woman points towards the door, and Wanda starts gathering her notebooks and materials, looking the world like a dog with it's tail between its legs.]

Yes Ma'am. Sorry Ma'am.

[wildbluevagner]

[Kurt gives a wink in the woman's direction, but while only Wanda could see. He then gives a guffaw as he slings his bookbag over his shoulder and makes his way to he door.]

Let's do this again sometime. [He says with some teasing sarcasm.]

[maximoff_girl]

Sure. How's the fifth of never sound to you? [Hissing at him, but under her breath, her shoulders rounded as she slinks towards the door as well, out of step and slightly behind him. She is feeling thoroughly embarrassed and extremely reprimanded by this entire situation, a fact which has etched itself all over her face in the form of a bright red blush.]

[wildbluevagner]

Great! It's a date. [He says with a faux-confidence before he bamfs slips away.]