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

[heartsteals]

Oh, not much. Just that you two are close, and you work as bracers. People in town seem to like you both a lot, so I know about you, even though we haven't spoken much.

[ he waves a hand. He didn't mean to make it sound like there was some gossip floating around about them... After a moment, he adds, a little sheepishly: ]

To tell the truth, I thought you were married, but I was mistaken.

[whereabout]

[ A-ah....well. He's trying not to blush. (Keyword: trying.) ]

It...wouldn't be the first time someone's thought so. But not yet.

[ He's thought about it, on occasion, and he can't imagine ever meeting anyone else he'd want to spend the rest of his life with, but Joshua is also still trying to learn not to think of himself as damaged goods that nobody should have inflicted on them. It'll probably take him a while to get used to the idea that they could and it's okay. ]

[heartsteals]

Not yet...?

[ so... not adopted siblings? Hopefully? Just living in the same house?! Lupin suddenly has many, many questions, but all of them are a bit too personal and prying to actually ask the poor guy, especially while he's already stressed... so he just assumes the best and carries on without missing a beat. ]

-- Well, we'd better find her soon, then, loverboy.

[whereabout]

[ Please don't kinkshame him...

But wow that's - well, it's definitely put him off-balance enough to stop looking like he's going to murder the first thing that stands in his way, so that's an improvement. ]

Right.