Event Twenty-Five.

[awashmods]

I'd like to creep into the wood And see the bonnets blue, And hear the bluebells ringing loud, I wish I could -- don't you?

t's another day, another month, and another time for people to show up in the well. You'd better go rescue them! Never mind the fact that you woke up with a flower in your hands. It's probably fine. Don't mind it at all. It's not like it's hard to ignore a little flower. (At least, not until the effects start to kick in. Better go rescue the people in the well before they do.) Oh, right. Even the people in the well have flowers, so... things are going to be a little ridiculous very quickly, when all of those side effects kick in. Have fun! Welcome to Awash's Twenty-fifth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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spider lily

[pyrafect]

[ Having been here just a few months' short of a year, she and others have been able to predict that newcomers would arrive at the well every two months or so. That the number of otherworlders appearing has been on the general decline, however, which means that among those that do, she wants to make sure that they're fine, and have all the information necessary to handle being thrown into a new world.

And he is most certainly does not look fine. ]

Oh-- oh, my... [ Anyone who is hunched over like that looks as if they'd be able to collapse. Worriedly, she approaches him. ] You look like you're about to pass out... Would you like to lie down?

[subzeroes]

( ignis certainly hates to cause worry. briefly, he pinches the bridge of his nose between his eyes, a fruitless attempt to shoo away his headache, that he ends with just setting his glasses back where they belong, straightening himself out. better to look the part than feel it. gratefully, he sets a hand over his chest, nodding to her. )

I'm quite alright, I assure you. It's just ...

( he's remembering that one time he tripped in front of the king himself, on a bit of carpeting. so embarrassing. )

... a lot to take in, I believe.

[pyrafect]

[ It seems that he's recovering, for better or worse, but although relief passes through her at seeing him straighten, she remains concerned overall. ]

Being brought to a different world..., mm, it would be a lot.

[ Still, she smiles at him. ] Did you only just arrive?

[subzeroes]

Unfortunately, yes.

( forgive him, pyra, he's in a bit of a pessimistic mood. no one is more aware of it than ignis himself, though — he can feel himself making a poor impression already, which is something he's loathe to do. he seeks to right it straight away, taking a deep breath and releasing the last bit of his discomfort, eventually offering her a small smile in return. )

Forgive my poor manners. My name is Ignis — yes, I believe I am one of the new arrivals. That bit with the well was quite ... unpleasant.

[pyrafect]

My name is Pyra. [ He recovers quickly, and it's enough to placate her worry just a little more...

But not enough to offer him a helping hand anyway. ] And-- no, it never is easy on new arrivals. But-- what about a blanket? Or some food? I can tell you more of this place as you warm up.