EVENT: ORIGIN'S ORIGINS (Aftermingle)

[fairwind]

Who: everyone
When: Day 32, morning
Where: the clearing

[As the final session of exploring the town ends, it's getting close to dawn.

There's a break of about an hour, while the explorers return, licking their wounds. Then, a flash of dark, violet sparkles, and a petite young man with many many wings appears, standing atop the train.

Some of you have heard his voice before, speaking of justice in Trials. You might've heard about him, and how there's "something wrong with him", too. This is The Angel, and his wings are dyed a deep black, with feathers falling out in a sickly way. He doesn't look too pleased, but he also doesn't look like he's about to attack.]

So, you searched. What did you find out? I want to know if you really think this universe is worth saving.

If it's not... Then there's no point to your existence, is there?

[Well. He's not attacking yet, anyway. He is taking a moment to gesture at your deertaur companion though -- a wisp of black wind is pulled out of his mouth.]

I'll give you one chance.

[At least your dead companions are safe? They're waking up now in their rooms, none the worse for wear. But they remember dying, and they have a deep sense that they've seen a kind of void no person should ever look into.]

Comments

[rottedwood]

[tttearing his attention away from Thyme??]

Hi. What?

[awakenerd]

Sorry to interrupt, but I think it's really important you tell me all about some of your favorite things Thyme has done, for you specifically. Like, romantic gestures or the way he kisses. Please go into excrutiating detail.

[rottedwood]

--How is that your business?!

[he's bright red though]

[awakenerd]

I'm making it my business! What do you like about him? How does he feel in your arms? You should answer in detail.

[rottedwood]

He's clever and brave and ridiculously loyal! We don't always see eye to eye, but we trust each other and work it out and he's saved me more times than I can count! He's all small and warm and he smells nice and his feathers are soft and why?! Are you asking this?!

[awakenerd]

Because now it's his turn to answer about you, right? It's hardly fair if only you answer.

[rottedwood]

[oh

still bright red, but calming a little.]

Sneaky.

[awakenerd]

I'm just a romantic guy.

[rottedwood]

You're a meddler.

But that's what we need.

[awakenerd]

Well, why not say more cute things about him then?

[rottedwood]

Needing you doesn't mean you're looking to get put in a headlock any less, pal.

[awakenerd]

But look at how he's blushing.

[rottedwood]

He's super cute! But I will destroy you.

[awakenerd]

[Jinkies!]

You can destroy me after? Him first! Focus here.

[rottedwood]

I'm focusing, I'm focusing.

[he says

reaching out to pull Rean into a headlock.]

[awakenerd]

[Makes noises??? Here he is, in a headlock.]

Hey--!