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

[misterbrief]

[Still beet red.] I need it for both. Unless you can come up with a concentrated beam with more than seventeen million zenos for me to absorb, then I can do it without.

[windandrain]

I don't even know what zenos are. So...you'll just have to go on missions to show off, now won't you?

[misterbrief]

Ah-! [This woman! How dare she speak to him like that...!?]

Then that's what I'll be doing! [Grumble....work for the Malnosso, ugh...] And I should drag you with me! Broken legs and all!

[windandrain]

[Did you forget, prince? She's a god, and she'll speak to her sushi-partner however she damn well wants.]

I don't mind going with you, but you'll have to wait till I'm able to walk. I don't think the Malnosso would let me go, otherwise. And let's face it, I wouldn't be nearly such pleasant company if I needed to be in a wheelchair.

[misterbrief]

[That's not fair, how come gods have status over the Prince of Saiyans...not like they're divine or anything...

His arms fold angrily, like a little kid who didn't get his way and wants to pout but knows it wouldn't do any good.]

So be it. I wouldn't want to babysit. I've done enough of that in my lifetime as is and I can tell you now I'm not willing to do it again. Honestly, I can't wait to get out of this enclosure, even if it means having to do their dirty work. I'm getting sick and tired of being left in the dark.

[AND HE WANTS HIS TAIL REALLY, REALLY BAD.]

[windandrain]

[Oh stop being a big baby.]

I don't need a babysitter, even now. But my partner wouldn't let me, even if I wanted. Getting out of the enclosure though. The last time that happened, aside from the draft...well, there were two of those Dream Shifters. And there are other kinds of Shifters out there too. Things that can remove powers.

Be careful, when you do start them.

[misterbrief]

[Make himmmmmm]

I'll be fine. They don't stand a chance against a Saiyan warrior. Let alone the Prince of all Saiyans. [His words and expression are confident but he hasn't forgotten what's just happened. If anything it burns him thinking about it. He'll take her warning, and make sure not to underestimate them as much as he has in the past.]

How long will it be until you can walk again.

[windandrain]

[She frowns down at her legs, closing her eyes and squeezing out a sigh.]

A month? Maybe less. If I didn't have to deal with the barrier, I'd already be healed. But now...it binds me, makes my healing less effective. And the energy I spend to recover comes back to me much more slowly.

[misterbrief]

[He silently glances over. A month, much faster than any human of course, but a lot can happen in a month. He would prefer someone like her to be ready for battle asap.]

Well hurry it up then. [Knowing she can't.] I'd throw you right into a rejuvenation chamber or give you a senzu bean if I had any. But of course we can't have all our luxuries from home, now can we.

[windandrain]

No, we can't. Or there would be hell on Earth when I called my family to me. [Seriously, this no-summoning thing kinda sucks.]

But if something happens, I'll be ready. I can see the entire village from up here, and I can work magic from here, even if I can't fight directly. But I think we'll have some peace and quiet while the enemy licks their wounds.

[misterbrief]

I certainly hope so. I've got a daughter to attend to and I don't need any interruptions from those idiots. I won't guarantee I'll leave half of this enclosure intact if they return. [He is soooo super pissed about that.]

[windandrain]

It would end badly for everyone, if they return.

[She curls her hands around herself, obviously still unhappy with all this.]

I don't think the Malnosso will let it happen again though. Not with people like us in the enclosure. They need us for their war, if nothing else.

[misterbrief]

Don't remind me. [He hates fighting for them, but he's starting to get that he might have to just to get more information or a chance out of here. He could play that game, he did it with Frieza and he could manage again if it meant getting revenge later.]

Either way, I expect you up and ready to go again soon. I need to head back so I can make sure everything is still in one piece at home. [He stands up, getting ready to leave.]