Post-Event Blues

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody, everybody!
What: The battle is won. Now what?
When: The eleventh, twelfth, and onward
Where: Luceti
Summary: With Zompano dead and the cultists routed, Luceti is restored. Kind of.
Rating: F for Feels

On the eleventh, things were slowly breaking down. Memories of their true lives were breaking through. The village, scarred by the battle with the cultists, began to rebuild itself. Community buildings that had vanished were returned to their rightful places. The battle dome was uncovered from the earth that had covered it. Hundreds and hundreds of fake homes slowly faded away. Paved roads gave way to trees and grass. It was an incredible sight for anyone who was willing to sit aroun and watch it happen.

Things wouldn't be easy for the villagers, though. The memories perpetuated by the last ten days would not be easily removed. The feelings and hatreds it had created would take time to conquer and remove. Perhaps, in a way, that was Zompano's nastiest trick of all. The village itself may heal from his invasion, but it would take far more than a few Shifts to fix the people left behind.

Towards the end of the day, their wings returned. Much like some of the buildings, they seemed to just reappear, as if they had never been gone. Their barcodes became visible again as a singular reminder that they were, ultimately, just the property of another entity who as a whole were not much better than Count Zompano.

By the twelfth, the village looked as though nothing had ever happened. Sure, the contents of buildings might have been messed up or destroyed during the battles, but things were otherwise as they were supposed to be. The night before, people would have had to find their old beds to go sleep in, as they no longer possessed the old ones granted to them in another life.

The village was peaceful.

Modly Note: That wraps up the event. As noted in the prose above, you have the option to play up the after effects of the event more than in other ones. While it won't have the same impact universally, the Shift was constructed in such a way that people may have difficulty shaking off the emotions they developed during the event. In effect, it was a cruel send off to Luceti so they would have to deal with the loathing and hatred that came with the less desirable parts of it. Of course, that means the feelings of familial bonds will also persist for awhile as well. It's up to you, as players, to decide how much or little to play with it!

Comments

[ledbythewind]

And the maids?

[Fortunately Richard is well aware that Isamu is not good with mushy things... and clearly the solution to that is to troll him mercilessly.]

[musubi]

There will be maids?

[Isamu grins.]

[ledbythewind]

Yes, and you aren't allowed to bother them.

[Ground rules must be laid, after all.]

[musubi]

Now you're just spoiling my fun.

[ledbythewind]

It would spoil your fun much more to be lectured by Duke Dalen about behavior unbecoming of a noble. He isn't the sort to let you get away with a mere slap on the wrist for any offense he deems to be severe enough.

[musubi]

...Aren't you supposed to be making this look appealing?

[ledbythewind]

Being with me isn't enough of a perk for you?

[musubi]

Hmmmm....

[Isamu puts on his best "pondering" expression.]

[ledbythewind]

[And Richard just waits, eyebrows raised as he watches Isamu.]

[musubi]

I suppose it could be worth it. Just cause we're pals and all.

[ledbythewind]

I wouldn't ask this of just anyone... surely you realize that by now.

[musubi]

And I wouldn't consider it if it was just anyone. You know that too. Think we got this part down pretty solid.

[ledbythewind]

I'm asking you to give up a chance at starting your own life in Ephinea to stay by my side. To be honest, I'm surprised you're even considering it at all. You could have whatever you wanted in that world, all of the wealth and land you could ever wish for.

[And now he looks square at Isamu.]

You would really give that up?

[musubi]

Well... [He shrugs.]

What's the point of going to your world if I'm not gonna be seeing you there?

[ledbythewind]

[The smile Richard gives Isamu now is more subdued, but no less genuine.]

I don't pretend to understand why you're willing to sacrifice so much for me... but I'm grateful. Thank you, Isamu. I couldn't ask for a better friend than you.

[musubi]

[Bah. Now he's all red in the face again.]

Yeah, well. You know me and my weird taste in friends.

[ledbythewind]

Indeed I do.

[He tries to hide his grin behind his hand... which isn't very successful. He'll probably never stop thinking that it's adorable when Isamu blushes like that, meaning he'll also never stop trying to make it happen.

... but now he's just going to take this opportunity to snag a piece of food from Isamu's side of the plate with his chopsticks while his friend is distracted.]

[musubi]

[As if Isamu would try and stop him anyway. He'd let Richard eat the whole tray if he wanted, the twig.]

[ledbythewind]

[He won't come anywhere close to eating the entire tray; as delicious as it is, that's still too much for him to handle. He will, however, eat more now than he has at any other meal since things returned to normal, so it's a partial victory for Isamu.]