Event Nine.

[awashmods]

Thus, on Life’s gloomy sea, Heareth the marinere Voices sweet, from far and near, Ever singing in his ear, “Here is rest and peace for thee!”

t's a dark night, and the sounds of feet in the darkness are further dampened and hidden by even more magic, as they are lured away by the soft sounds of dreams that are too good to be true, leaving the Town much, much emptier than when it began. On one side, an island, and a ticking clock to a gruesome death. On the other, the slow realization that those bonds everyone has been forging might mean much, much more than they first thought. Welcome to Awash's ninth 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. Please be sure to very clearly mark where your characters are in your prompts, so people know which they can tag depending on which group they are in. Thank you!

Comments

[ditherer]

... I know you're the curious sort, Miss Maya, but perhaps rest your brain for now?

[scooptimistic]

... Probably, huh? There's no use pondering it just yet.

[ she says this a little sadly. ]

[ditherer]

It's almost over. Just rest for now—I'm sure we'll be heading back soon.

[scooptimistic]

How do you feel about piggybacks?

[ Maya no. ]

[ditherer]

[uh...]

... Do you need one?

[scooptimistic]

... Possibly.

[ She's. A bit wobbly. ]

[ditherer]

[well, this is unusual, but. eh.]

... Better than you tripping over yourself, I guess.

[scooptimistic]

Unfortunately, when they kidnapped us, they didn't really give us time to put on things like boots, regular clothing, or weapons so we had to improvise.

[ She misses her bed. ]

Of course, if piggybacking's too embarrassing, leaning on you is just fine too!

[ditherer]

No, piggybacking is fine. You deserve the rest.

[scooptimistic]

... Thanks. I'll make it up to you.

[ Somehow? Somehow. She'll figure something out. ]

[ditherer]

No need.

[time to get on his back!]

[scooptimistic]

One want.

[ excellent counter, Maya. But okay, she's just going to get herself up there. Thankfully, by rules of Atlus, she does not actually weigh all too much. ]

[ditherer]

You and Minato really are too similar...

[seeing as how he doesn't have to suppress his power in this form, it doesn't matter either way—as a human, she essentially weighs nothing to him.]

To the boats, then?

[scooptimistic]

To the boats!

[ complete with dramatic arm point that somehow manages to avoid walloping him in the head. She should probably add this skill to her resume. ]

... I din't think I've ever heard that one before, though. Did you piggyback him, too?

[ditherer]

[amazing.

anyhow, he starts walking.]

No. He's just very insistent, like you.

[scooptimistic]

... I hate to break it to you, Ruva, but there are a ton of stubborn types here.

[ A TON. ]

[ditherer]

You're stubborn in the same way.

[scooptimistic]

... Now that, I can't deny. And if you know both of us, then you're probably stuck with it now.

[ditherer]

[he lets out a light laugh.]

Sounds like it'll be just a little bothersome.

[scooptimistic]

Just a little. Who knows, though, maybe you'll get used to it.

[ or he'll continue to suffer the both of them, we just don't know. ]

[ditherer]

It doesn't sound like I have much of a choice.

[scooptimistic]

Sure you do! You could tell me to leave you alone and I'd think about it.

[ditherer]

That seems a little mean.

[scooptimistic]

Eh. I've heard it before!

[ and has she similarly disregarded it, absolutely. ]

[ditherer]

[maya...]

That doesn't mean it should be repeated.