awashlogs | Event Three.

I come at night, and in the day.
I'm always there, do what you may.
You may think that I hate the light,
Because it is what gives you your sight.
But truthfully in light I trust,
Because for me it is a must.
Left or right, or down below
I'll follow you, fast or slow.
You really can't escape from me,
So tell me now, what I may be.

t's always with you. Your friendly shadow, always following you, step by step. There's nothing wrong with that, right? That could never, ever go wrong...

The Town's starting to look better, the situation is starting to improve bit by bit -- there's a bit more color to be found. But it seems as though the characters' adventurousness has stirred up something that may have been better left alone, and that's caused a change in something very close to home.

Because amidst all of this optimistic color restoration, something's lurking, right behind everyone's every single step -- and as the day dawns and everyone begins to bustle about, some mischief is finally, properly afoot.

It might be better to stay by the light this week.

Welcome to Awash's second event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post.

You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[It was childish, maybe, but having her hand held was reassuring enough that she did smile. But uh.

When he touches her chin she just blanks out. Because what...is happening? What?

WHAT?

Excuse her while her brain just freezes and she flushes. She can't even get any words out right now. She's just internally screaming in her head because WHAT WAS THIS? THIS COULDN'T BE WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE, RIGHT? THIS WASN'T--SHE WASN'T--]

I-I'm underaged!

[ wait, what— ]

—?!

[ as soon as she protests that she's underaged, dextera reels back from her with such a ferocity it's like he was burned. ages don't matter in the apocalypse, but the fact is really that he wasn't trying to do anything at all?! his eyes are wide with panic, and he doesn't have any blessed clue how she got the impression that he was trying to...

he quickly shakes his head! ]

[Sorry Dex. The only problem here is that Kaoru is a weird hyrbid of a pervert and an innocent maiden. It doesn't help that she read a lot of dirty magazines over the years.

...actually, why did she just scream that out loud? Didn't that tell everyone who was listening that she was thinking something dirty?! And judging by his reaction it seemed like she was the only one thinking it. Why can't the ground just swallow her up...?]

I. Um. It's not--I didn't--that wasn't what I wanted to say!

[She didn't know what she wanted to say!? Would it be bad if she just ran away...? Or would that be even more suspicious???]

[ what did you want to say, kaoru??

dextera realizes that it was his mistake here, in trying to do something kind, and now there's an awkward misunderstanding between them that may never truly be resolved. he's so sorry. ]

...

[ all he's got is this shaking of his head, and he presses his hand to his chest as if he can try to communicate that he was just being nice! really! he's an adult with no interest in kids like kaoru! ]

[SHE DOESN'T KNOW. She barely even knows what she is saying right now.

...and now she seems to have made him upset. Ugh. Why couldn't she just be a normal, innocent maiden?!]

How about we just pretend that didn't happen...?

[Please???]

...

[ dextera nods, but the fact is that he’s a little horrified by all this. does everyone think that he wants to kiss them when he’s especially forward with his hands? is kaoru just the first person who’s reacted so openly?

this is terrible.

he spreads his palms in open, innocent apology, and then slowly lowers them to his side to make sure she knows... his hands are safe. ]

[Her thoughts still weren't clear, at this point she wasn't even very sure what exactly she was (more) embarrassed by.

But when he held out his hand then lowered them--for a split second it reminded her of the way Shiho used to reach out for people only to curl her fingers back. Out of pure instinct, she leaned over--actually it's more like her feet actually left the ground and suddenly she was there, in his space, her arms wrapping around his shoulders in a hug.]

It's fine. [Ugh. What was wrong with her anyway? Was it lack of sleep? The anxiety at losing her Limiter? Was it all the porn magazine she's read? Either way, she was actually the one in the wrong here, wasn't she? He wasn't some weird pervert that would go around kissing highschool girls!]

I'm sorry for over-reacting. You don't need to hold back like that.

[ well, dextera is a weird pervert, but not for high school girls! kaoru's instincts aren't completely inaccurate, but it's the wrong context for assuming the worst in him. ]

—!

[ the hug is a surprise, even for someone who has become quite comfortable with grabbing hands and touching faces and all the kind of contact that hugs should fall under. so he's frozen for a moment... but then he's easing, shaking his head as he returns the hug with the uncertainty but earnestness of someone who is still not completely used to hugging people.

like she said, it's fine. ]

[She's accused people who aren't perverts of perverted things before so.

Kaoru holds onto him a bit longer before she pulls back.]

Thank you again. It's reassuring to know I won't be alone.

Event Three.

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