Event Ten.

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Little Willie, mean as hell, Pushed his sister in a well. Mother said, while drawing water, "My, it's hard to raise a daughter."

t's pretty dark and miserable down in the well. The cavernous area feels much larger than a well should be, bodies milling about in the darkness and knee deep, frigid water. So you're here -- and you're not alone, and the only way out appears to be the thin circle of sunlight from above, the opening of the well. (And elsewhere, in the Town, everyone's waking up to gifts of various usefulness, but hopefully they remember to check the well today even so!) What now? Welcome to Awash's tenth event log, and the intro log for this month, everyone! All new characters have found themselves waking in the well in the middle of the Town. Hopefully they can get a hand out! For more information, please go here! Meanwhile, the current characters have some new gifts. If there are any questions, please ask them here, and have fun! Thank you!

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[extrapolating]

[ Elizabeth has already heard the telltale signs that this is one of those very strange "arrival" days. It's strange now that it's such a routine, even if it's an irregular one. She's always torn between excitement to meet new people and a sort of deep-set fear that one of those people might be from her world, but. For now, she hasn't gone as far as to see just yet. She has her own daily routines, and before she goes to see new faces, she has to finish making lunch.

She's a little surprised to hear a knock on the door, but it's at least not unheard of. She has enough friends at this point that they come to call, but she doesn't know who might be stopping by today. ]

Just a minute!

[ Elizabeth calls out as she finishes chopping a few (admittedly bland) ingredients, but it's not long before she comes to the door. There's no peephole, so she just opens it, and she's immediately surprised to see an unfamiliar face. Her eyes widen, and her friendly smile that was expecting a friend turns to a more curious frown. ]

Oh— Hello. [ Her tone is clearly wary, but she's still polite ] Can I help you, sir...?

[allweather]

My father is an earl; I'm only the second son, myself, but I've been the personal valet of a Duke since I was very young.

[All of this he just says automatically, because of course he does, it's his fancy pedigree. He supposes this is important enough, but surely not as important as a Lady.

But also, she licked his blood and that was spooky.]

Before I consider it, what does working for you entail, exactly?

[tosa]

( This just makes him more hesitant? STOP SMILING LIKE THAT. Also? Give her?? His hand?? This would be intimate if he wasn't so dang suspect about the whole thing.

He starts to raise his hand and squints suspiciously at her's but

like a good dog, he gives her his hand. )

What're ya up to....

[smaaaaaash]

[He grins. Covered in bandages, noting everything down in a book... Does Midoriya have an older brother he hasn't mentioned?]

My house is supposed to be over there. [He gestures to the nearest house, tucked away in the trees and foliage.] You can come along, if you want.

[allweather]

[Please, Reim already has three brothers, what will he do with a fourth--]

To see the "internet"? [He fingerquotes this with one hand, a gentle self-burn of his total technological ignorance here. It's all good.] That would be helpful, thank you.

[regrede]

[ cool, she’s been living in the woods for a gazillion years so even though she knows what earls and dukes are, she has no idea where they are relative to a king or something. the best way to avoid giving that away is just to not comment on it anymore. ]

Nothing yet, but I plan on helping whip the population here into shape. I’ll need an assistant for that.

[allweather]

[well there's a king in pandora hearts mentioned once and never again so dukes > all else, duh]

I see... [That honestly sounds like a more intense version of what he already wanted to do, so hmm, how many bad decisions should he make in a single day?] Well, I will think about it.

[smaaaaaash]

Something like that, yeah.

[Well, at least the young man has a sense of humour, even in this strange predicament. He leads him over to the door, surveying the house dubiously.]

Looks like the place could use some work... Are you sure you still want to trade places?

[tosa]

Guren? ( Tilting his head curiously. How does Guren know such a good, curious kid! ) That real serious guy?

[swordfucker]

It is.

[So, he'll take her word for it, for now... There's little else he can do, anyway. He doesn't have the benefit of knowing her like he does with Crowley.]

We're all working together here.

[swordfucker]

With me.

[He jabs a thumb at himself.] I recently assigned everyone to squads to encourage teamwork and bonding between members. They'll switch up in a couple of months, but I can add you to one, if you want.

[There's no need to screen this guy— he knows Izuku well enough, after taking him on as his own student. He trusts his judgement.]

[swordfucker]

...That idiot.

[Guren's shoulders do relax considerably, but he's still not comfortable. This Sasuke guy may not seem like an immediate threat, but Yuu is just opening his mouth to anyone he meets. He doesn't have the heart to correct him when it took so long to encourage him to open up to begin with, though.]

I took him in, and he's part of the army, too. We use demons in our weapons called cursed gear. [No need to discuss that half-demon nonsense, thanks, shh.]

There's no need to hide that here.

[swordfucker]

There you go.

[Thanks! Guren is quiet after that, thinking, as always, but when he turns to look at Yuu, it's... softer. He's worried about having him here for a number of reasons, but it's a relief all the same.

After a few moments of silence, he moves closer just enough to ruffle his hair.]

There are a lot of good people here. You'll make good friends.

[swordfucker]

...The ones in town probably belong to other people.

[It's weird as shit what comes in here sometimes, but he doesn't pretend to understand.] Anyway, no, not really. I can only assume it has to do with the magical energy surrounding this place.

Sometimes there are hybrid animals, and when someone I know purified them, they separated— one of the animals died, and the other came back fully healthy and normal. It's corruption doing this, one way or another.

[allweather]

[Oh, hmm, yes, this house is considerably more run down than the one he apparently belongs to in Ruga. If he knew the secret to house restoration in this town he'd share it, but for now, this is just kind of a crap house.]

I don't know if I can condone anyone living in a place like this, now that I'm seeing it up close... Are you going to be alright here?

[He looks like a strong wind could give him a run for his money, that's all.]

[regrede]

[ good boy! she doesn’t have any treats or snacks for him, and in fact has the worst thing ever planned. although she’s said before that she doesn’t bite people who aren’t willing to be bitten, that isn’t strictly true—she doesn’t turn people into vampires unless they ask, and this is “willing” enough based on the fact she feels like he owes her.

so without hesitation, she lifts his hand—his arm—just enough and sinks her fangs into a vein. ]

[regrede]

You wouldn’t go without payment, of course.

[ there’s no currency in this town that she can tell, but money isn’t the kind of payment she was thinking of. also, Not Like That. ]

[allweather]

[are you sure it's not lewd. Anyway Reim can tell there's no money in this town so he has to Know.]

What kind of payment? Just saying "payment" is too vague.

[tosa]

( There's a pile of clothes on the ground and a tiger in front of him and really this day is turning into a huge trip. )

There was a girl here just a minute a ago.

( He's picking at some of the clothes, trying to at least get it into one (slightly) neater pile. )

What're ya? Some sort of shapeshifting spirit? ... Move your tail or something for yeah.

[allweather]

[Cool... that's weird, but somehow not as terrifying as a dimension full of death monsters that might be former humans, so Reim accepts this with a hum and the gentle sound of more scribbling.]

I see. And this corruption therefore is synonymous with the magical energy...? Does it have a source?

[regrede]

Understand something about me, boy.

[ suddenly, she’s quite serious—the monstrous reputation of vampires isn’t something she takes lightly, when she’s responsible for it. she was the original one. she’d lost herself for years, and when she thought she’d found peace… she let her village burn and her people die because she’d grown complaisant.

it’s not a mistake she’s going to make again. ]

I’m not against you. I don’t kill humans. I don’t allow others like me to kill humans. Life is precious, and although my time amongst the living is over, I would never deny another their chance.

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[theshowsover]

[And here is Akira, quite suddenly, in his doorway, watching this kid dig through his stuff. Not that there's much of interest here - mostly clothes he's gathered from around town, half of it colorless and half of it hideous, and a few of the other things he's collected from events.]

Need something?

[He leans against the frame, arms folded, but otherwise expressionless.]

[regrede]

I have a few ideas in mind, but that’s something to work out over a contract, isn’t it?

[ now that she’s decided she wants him as her organizer/multi-purpose tool, she’s already making oddly formal plans to get this in writing. whether or not she actually follows the terms of any written contract is yet to be seen. ]

[culpa]

( wow rude, ruining his hair. a hand raises to try and shove guren's off of his hair, but there's not much intent behind it. guren can mess up his hair all he wants, it's not going to get any messier. and he kind of likes it--having someone who does reach out to him like this.

even if guren's gross. )

You said they're family, right? I'll protect them.

[allweather]

[MULTI-PURPOSE TOOL........... Sadly, writing up a contract deeply appeals to Reim, so he's slightly more amenable to this already. A whole written document!!]

Call it professional curiosity. I'd like to have an idea in advance.