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

[yourhatred]

No, there's no guarantee of anything. But what else can I do?

You're a doctor. If you think it will help, you can keep tabs on my condition.

[But he won't ask for any more than that.]

[deathsdoctor]

[Hissing. Anger is good. But, it can't cover the agony of his heart slowly breaking. Why did he float the idea of marriage yesterday?

It hurts now. To dream of a future... one together... something that seemed reachable.

And now this.]

Stubborn.

[That's the first thing that passes his lips. His teeth clench. Don't kill yourself for your pride. Let me help.]

Don't take it all on yourself. Let the people who love you support you.

[yourhatred]

It should be the other way around.

[Irritation causes his chest to clench up.]

The last thing I want is for the two of you to take on more than you need for my sake.

[His brother, especially. Law will always be able to find someone willing to pay him for his skills, but his brother still has a lot he needs to do to succeed. He can't interfere with that.]

[deathsdoctor]

If our positions were reversed, and if it was me or Sasuke, you wouldn't take that from us, and you damn well know it. You wouldn't let us sacrifice ourselves for fear of making life difficult for you.

Guess what. You're too important to sacrifice either. I know what I can handle and I will damn well take the knowledge that I did everything I could do to see you through this over any comfort or security.

[Oh no, not backing down. Not on this. He'll fight you on it to the heat death of the universe.

And he'll damn well win.]

[yourhatred]

[The blind man closes his eyes again, then silently moves to stand up from the sofa.

He wanted Law to know, but... coming here tonight may have been a bad idea.]

[deathsdoctor]

[... he's walking out. Law's heart seizes in his chest. He's walking out.

Of course he's leaving you, a voice whispers, you knew one day he would.

He has no idea where the voice came from.]

You leaving?

[Though with the agony in his voice, that could be better translated as You running?]

[yourhatred]

Sasuke will wonder where I am if I don't get home soon.

[Running.

Yes. Just for now. They could argue all night on this subject. Law knows now. He tells himself that this is all he needed to get across right now and ignores the tone of his partner's voice.]

We'll continue this later.

[deathsdoctor]

[Just for now turns into forever.

He growls. No, no, no. For such a bright man, he could be so stupid.]

Don't get yourself killed out there.

[The streets are going to be a mess tonight.

And it's rough and gritted with anguish. There's a blade in his breaking heart, and he's bleeding.

No, this isn't over. Not by a longshot.]

[yourhatred]

I'll do my best.

[The dark, after all, is already his territory. He knows these streets better than anyone with vision.

His own tone remains cold, but... he isn't angry. Not really. He can't be angry with Law for meaning well. As it usually does, most of the anger lies with himself.

And some dark voice within him reminds him that he isn't worthy of their efforts as he opens the door to see himself out.]

[deathsdoctor]

[Law waits until the door closes and the sound of footsteps disappear down the path. Doesn't say anything.

Just drives his fist down into the couch cushions. He wants to break something. He can't afford to.

Then he slowly staggers to bed. All the misery in the world can't change he has work in the morning.

He has no choice but to go.]