Event Twenty-Five.

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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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[mythratastic]

[ If only he never came down--- don't those words hit her right in the gut. She could have spoken them herself.

Within a second, she rounds on him, golden hair flaring out behind her. ]

Xie Lian.

Did you destroy the world?

[ She's just going to outright ask it. ]

[holycurse]

--Ah?

[It's a surprising question, one that he certainly hadn't expected to hear...ever, really. And as such she gets kind of a confused blink.]

No, I...the world still exists. Kingdoms have fallen, but...but the world still exists.

[mythratastic]

[ If anything, the intensity of her gaze only increases. While not outright apparent, the air itself seems to quiver with a tension that hadn’t been there before. ]

And were you the one who felled those kingdoms?

[holycurse]

No, I—that's.....

[He wilts under that stare, the flower seeming to have killed any courage he had, his own gaze focusing downwards at his loosely clasped hands.]

.......I didn't....actively fell them. I failed to help one, and another.....I was too late to stop it.

[mythratastic]

[ Mythra either doesn't seem not notice how he wilts or doesn't care. Regardless, impatience slips into her voice, making her tone obviously clipped. ]

And that's why you were kicked out of heaven?

[holycurse]

Well--er--yes? It's...I was a god without believers, and I'd broken the rules.....

[This is already a subject he doesn't generally like to talk about; his voice starts fading near the end of his sentence, somehow feeling both cowed and confused by her attitude. He was obviously wrong, he deserved the punishment he got, but there's only so much he's willing to say even at a time like this, gaze now thoroughly glued to the ground as he tries to think of a way out of the conversation.]

[mythratastic]

[ She sees him more nervous and uncomfortable.... but unlike Pyra, she does not let up. ]

Let me get this straight.

You broke the rules and went on the earth even though you never actively destroyed a kingdom, when mortal kingdoms never last forever anyway... and your punishment is to be on the earth. Which, being on the earth is a reason for being kicked out on the first placed.

[ TAPPING FOOT.

Is she getting this right?! ]




I’m just going to say it: you didn’t do anything wrong. And if that’s what’s considered wrong, the you have my full support in being right. [ SHE IS PISSED ON HIS BEHALF. ]

[holycurse]

......The punishment was to be exiled from heaven, without any of the powers that had made me a god.

[But she's...she's mad for him? That's what this is? The idea is surprising enough to lift his head again, looking up with...maybe not hope or belief, but something that isn't sadness. Wonder, maybe.

(He remembers saying something similar once, in his youth—about how he was more right than the gods.)]

Is, is that...really what you think? That I wasn't wrong?

1/4

[mythratastic]

[ SHE HAS ALREADY DECIDED, without knowing the full story, that Xie Lian is blameless. Smart. ]

Absolutely!

Argh— this is so.... I’m getting mad just thinking about it! [ Pacing. Pacing some more. ]

[mythratastic]

....Okay.

[ She stops pacing. ]

Okay.

[ Turning to him. ]

[mythratastic]

[ Mythra straightens up, brushing over what stands of blonde had fallen over her shoulders, and she gives him a decisive, final nod. ]

In fact, forget them! [ She waves her hand. ]

[mythratastic]

You’re better off without them, and I bet that you’re doing a lot more good down here than you ever could have up there!

[ She places her hand firmly on his shoulder. ]

The time of your life is here, on earth, and do you know what that means? You got to live it up! Who still has alcohol here? You have to celebrate being away from those losers.

[holycurse]

[Wow, that's...that's some positivity there. Has he done any good? Maybe he's done a little good. The bad things generally happen to him and not others, right? That's gotta count for something, right? Yeah, that's--]

—Ah? Er, I don't-I don't really drink alcohol...maybe just a sip? A uh, celebratory...sip.

[At least he's stopped with the putting himself down?]

[mythratastic]

[ She’s still thinking of who has alcohol when she realizes— oh yeah, she still has some left over at her old ramen shop she had wished for months ago! The food supply is no longer replenishing, but she still has a lot of sake left over. ]

More like, a celebratory jug.

[ She’s already tugging at his arm to come along. ]

Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, it’s five o’clock somewhere!

[ Also she’s curious if he can actually complain about the gods that kicked him out if he’s drunk enough. Because that would be swell. ]