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

[satanslash]

[Rin bristled visibly at being admonished, but it lasted a brief, tiring second before his shoulders dropped.]

I don't like waitin'... not like this...

[withwisdom]

I know.

[ oh does she know. ]

If you'd like, we can sit together for the day. It's better to stay together.

[satanslash]

What about... food? Shelter? We dunno how long it's gonna take for them to realize we're even gone.

[Having only a forum for general communication throughout the town means new doesn't always travel very quickly, and that's not even including the time it would take to organize a rescue mission of this size.

Rin was dumb, but he wasn't oblivious. This wasn't going to be a short waiting game, that was for damn sure.]