awashlogs | Event Thirteen.

To love a human face was to discover
The cracks of paint and varnish on the brow;
Soon to distrust all impulses of flesh
That strews its sawdust on the chamber floor,
While at the window peer two crones
Who once were Juliet and Jessica.

t's a regular morning here in the Town. The sun isn't shining at all, snow is falling like crazy, and...there may be the sounds of shouts coming from the well, thoroughly muffled.

Okay, so it's not a regular morning at all, but you'd better go help those people! The newcomers are here again. Of course, once you get to the well, you'll notice that there's actually no real help you can offer -- it's totally frozen over.

As for the newcomers, well... hopefully being suddenly dumped into freezing cold water in the middle of November in a dark, damp well is your idea of a good time, because that's your life now!

And that's not even taking into account the mirrors in everyone's homes that are about to wake up and start chattering...

Welcome to Awash's thirteenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. Please keep in mind that while this is a general event log, it is also an intro log; be sure to pay plenty of attention to our newcomers!

If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[ Yeah, she's just gonna kind of, like, gently drag him away. Their mirrors will inevitably catch up, but they should have at least some peace and quiet, for a time.

It takes her a few moments to work herself up to talking. She doesn't let go of him, but she also won't look up. ]

I know what it's like to have power and be afraid of it. Afraid of the things you can do, but still want to anyway. To think of your friends as off-limits, but ...

[ ... ]

What I am trying to say is that you shouldn't listen to that bullshit. It's just your worst fears shouting at you, you know? Literally. But when that mirror's not around, that voice in your head can't make you do shit.

Don't let anyone tell you who to be, Rin. Not me, not some piece of shit magic mirror, nobody. I thought there was a time when I didn't have a choice but to hurt the people I care about, and you know what? I was wrong. I was fucking wrong. So if you don't want to hurt anyone, then don't.

[He doesn't give any protest to being pulled, following quietly with a single glance backwards at the abandoned snow mound.

After she finishes talking he takes a breath, closing his eyes as he forcibly shoves back memories all of this is dredging up for him.]

I know-- I knew that but seein'-- ... I mean it's me but it's not? No one else looked that different in theirs and I just... panicked...

[A beat, air out through his nose, looking skyward as if it would make things easier.]

I got pretty far with me trainin' back home. I wanted to prove that the flames in me weren't Satan's, they were mine. Seein' myself like a demon, a real demon, though...

[All those insecurities he'd been fighting for the past year reared their ugly heads.]

[ Finally she looks up at him, searching his face, but whatever she sees there, apparently she decides she can both let go and stop hiding her expression from him.

Not that she was hiding, of course. What a weird and totally wrong idea. ]

I get it. You have something different inside you way more literal than most people here are going to deal with. Dealing with your dark side is going to be a lot harder when it is, apparently, a literal demon. Or at least, that's how you think of it.

[ A brief pause. ] That is why I wanted to get you away from it. It seemed like you needed a break from confronting something that freaks you out so bad.

Y-yeah. Yeah. I uh. I mean it ain't the first time I've had to... "face myself", but like I said - not like that. Not... whatever that was.

[Literal demon, figurative demon. Either way it was freaky and upsetting and he didn't want to look at it anymore.

He may break the mirror eventually on his own, if she doesn't do it for him first.]

Sorry... probably not how you were hopin' to see me when you got back...

An obvious trap, purposely designed to drive its holder into deep depression or just plain insanity? Yeah, that.

[ Her voice is flat. She's never been too impressed with the town's antics.

But his apology is waved off. ]

Please. You don't owe me any apology. I am just glad to see you at all, frankly! [ A beat. ] To my understanding, I was gone a pretty long time.

[Groan. Of course it was something like that. Why would it be anything else?

He manages a smile, though, crooked and awkward and not quite absent of his earlier upset.]

Yeah. It was a while.

[ There's a short pause, and she'll echo his smile, something sort of shy about it. It is, above all, quite sincere. ]

It is good to be back.

... hey! You never got to try any of the food from the cafe after you made my sign!

[Sudden realization because why not.]

Do you wanna go there now? I mean you can come over whenever. I'm pretty much there all the time when I'm not doin' defense force things.

Oh! Yeah, you're right. [ a sudden broad grin, more normal on her face than the shy smile of a moment ago. ] Yeah, let's go! Hopefully your food measures up to my masterfully crafted sign.

[ don't let her down, rin. ]

Prepare to be amazed!

[He's better than his apparent intelligence level would have one believe.]

[ something about that startles her into laughing. ]

Okay, I am completely prepared. So prepared, in fact, that if you fail to impress me, I am taking the sign back.

[ the real question is does she mean that ]

Owch! Playing hard ball. Alright, alright, I've gotta bring my A-game then.

[THE STAKES HAVE BEEN UPPED.]

[ naturally he rolls with it. vriska beams at him and tugs on his arm. ]

Let's go then, doofus.

[Of course he does.][He's going!]

Event Thirteen.

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