Event Nine.

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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!

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[osuni]

[MICHAEL... Okuni gives him a look as she picks up the pen, but she'll busy herself drawing Baren's pipe in an attempt to hide her concern for Michael... why is everyone sick... HE SHOULD REST

But Okuni has a feeling that he'll rest as much as everyone else would rest while people are missing, aka not at all. STILL....

She doodles a figure that looks suspiciously like Michael getting hit on the head by a smoking pipe, then she adds a couple of Zs for good measure around Michael's head... SUBTLE!!!]

There!

[retrobeats]

[ he watches with unabashed interest as the drawing takes shape, and dissolves into snorts of laughter once he realises what the non-smoking-pipe additions are adding up to, 'cause, wow, Okuni. wow. ]

Oh I see, you're a true artiste! Even adding hidden messages in your work. [ messages that he will blithely ignore! for the moment at least. ] That looks kinda elaborate, actually, I've never seen one like that before. Are they always that long?

[osuni]

[Don’t blithely ignore her doodle, MICHAEEEEEEL]

They can be different lengths! Baren uses his as a weapon too, so the length helps during battle.

[This is not a common thing at all, baren and okuni are just Weird. Okuni uses the pen to doodle a little bit more, this time adding a pillow underneath doodle Michael’s UNCONSCIOUS HEAD]

[retrobeats]

Okay, that doesn't sound normal. [ STYLISH AS HECK, BUT....... ] He's not worried it'll get sliced in half or something?

[ and, at Okuni's new doodle addition: ] --Aw, look at how well-looked-after I am.

[osuni]

[OKUNI ADDS SPIKES UNDERNEATH DOODLE MICHAEL!!]

No way! It’s made out of iron, for one. And for another, Baren’s quite fast and strong himself – there’s no way he’d let an enemy close enough to even try.

[After a moment, she slides out the fan from the obi it was tucked in and spreads it out for Michael to inspect. It’s a Japanese war fan, and it sure is made out of heavy iron?? How does Okuni keep it on her belt without it falling off and landing on her feet, that's the true miracle here.]

See, it’s like my fan.

[retrobeats]

Ouch. And now I'm dead.

[ good night, sweet doodle Michael... he looks at Okuni's fan with obvious interest, his eyes a lil wider than usual. ]

Oh, neat. [ he reaches out with one hand, then stops all of a sudden. ] Wait, is it okay to touch it?

[osuni]

[THE WHOLE POINT WAS TO GET MICHAEL TO SLEEP but okuni just had to add the spikes...

She giggles like this is a funny question, but she's pleased he asked first... It is a family heirloom after all, even if Okuni just sticks it in her obi and uses it to like rattle bee hives in the forest.]

Just avoid the edge, since it's sharp. You can even hold it if you want, but I think it might be too heavy for you.

[retrobeats]

Oh c'mon. I know we established I'm a noodle, but I think I can handle holding something heavy while I'm sitting in a chair.

[ actually wielding it the way Okuni probably wields it is a totally different thing, but he's not a fragile flower!! even so, he's surprised by the weight as he takes it in his hands, having to noticeably adjust to the heft of it. he doesn't seem to mind, though - if anything, feeling how heavy it actually is just seems to please him even more. ]

Wow, you weren't kidding about the weight of this thing. This is totally badass.

[osuni]

[It would have been funny to see Michael struggle, but Okuni's also pleased to see him actually lift it?? his excitement is endearing...]

Imagine how painful it is to get hit by it! [no he doesn't have to imagine that?? but Okuni is enthusiastic about this as always.] And it's very unassuming at first glance, so it's perfect for annoying busybodies or drunkards. I can block arrows with it too!

[retrobeats]

Oh man, I'd rather not.

[ getting hit with this thing by someone who both knows what they're doing with it and is strong enough to use it like that? he'll pass, even in his imagination.

it is starting to feel heavier the longer he holds onto it, his wrists not used to the strain, but he can ignore that a little longer to get the best look he can at this thing! he thinks. ]

So... do you two fight with your weird old-timey secret spy gadget weapons a lot, then? You and your brother, I mean.

[osuni]

[Hold onto it, Michael.... or Okuni will try to cajole him into arm-strengthening exercises for the rest of his Chroma days!!

Her face crinkles in amusement at the "secret spy gadget weapons" part,]

Sometimes? We usually run first whenever there's trouble! Fighting only happens when we're bored. We don't have a particular cause to fight for or anything. We're just living our lives the way we want!

[this is partly truth and partly a big fat lie since baren and okuni fiGHT SO OFTEN SPECIFICALLY FOR (1) CAUSE. but it's fine... okuni enjoys looking like a lazy punk]