[EVENT] - Medena's solstice

[marleneonthewall]

Who: Open!
When: Monday the 20th & Tuesday the 21st (post the day in your subject)
Where: The high school football field in Underwood, where Medena resides
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: TBA

[If Marlene has your phone number, consider yourself invited. If she doesn't have your phone number but has met you once, consider yourself run into on the street and then invited. (And then she probably asked for your phone number afterward.)]

[All the real partyin' is gonna be happening from twilight to sunrise, with some inn-owners volunteering the booze (they are not checking IDs ofc), some catering ala monster hunters and the bonfire, and a couple local bands volunteering some music--there's an even split of indie groups from Earth and performers that crossed over from Zen, even a few collaborations between them. Tip them if you like them!]

[This is pretty illegal actually, but nobody's going to try to stop them until the bonfire gets out of control late Tuesday night.]

Comments

[the_foe_cleaver]

[Bograak applauds. He may be the only one.]

[Of course, Irena is inching closer to him and looks unhappy. A few moments too late, he realizes that awkwardness is in the air. He stays put by her side, though, because SHE IS A FRIEND and this strange, ukulele-playing Earther is approaching. It's not that it's his not his business, it's just that he doesn't know what to say!]

[shardstorm]

[It's strange. The Khshathra, if Nova was correct (and Irena believed him), throwing together random words into song like a common, untrained, street musician. It has her wondering what the other Earth-born guild leaders were like.

Of course the apology is probably as awkward as the song had been and Irena just kind of gapes a moment in surprise before she offers Harriet a short nod. What should she even saaaaaay? She didn't want to be rude! Especially to a guild leader!]

H-hello.

[Weak smile.]

[jupiter_bands]

[yay! Irena spoke to her! That is progress!!?]

Hi! Um, how are you? Do you still like Earth? You can go back and forth, right?

[the_foe_cleaver]

[Bograak has no idea that this girl is the Khshathra. He would probably be deferential if he did. He looks at Irena, one eyebrow rising up.]

Irena, you know this girl?

[shardstorm]

[Irena's answers come quickly.]

Okay. Yes. Yes.

[Simple answers to simple questions!

She looks up at Bograak, ponders the distance between them (height-wise), then pulls out her cell phone and texts to him instead, because whispering from SO FAR wouldn't be very secretive.

It reads 'She's the Khshathra and she ruined my friend's life! :(']

[jupiter_bands]

Hoookay that's great, uh

A-are you texting to him?

[the_foe_cleaver]

[Bograak, unfortunately, is not used to phones. He pulls his phone out, looks down at the text message, and stares at it for a second... without really reading it.]

Irena! You appear to have sent me one of these "text messages" that I was told of! WHat does it--

[He reads it, with a squint.]

Oh. Disregard these actions, young lady! It was sheer coincidence! Ahahah!

[shardstorm]

[Glances at Harriet, then at Bog, then back to Harriet. Proooobably smart enough to figure it out even if she weren't the Khsathra]

Yes. [Irena looks a little smug though. Nya nya I can hold a private convo right in front of yooooou.]

Why are you singing?

[jupiter_bands]

[D: THAT IS RUDE OKAY

but does she deserve it? maybe kinda...]

Because there is music in my soul

[the_foe_cleaver]

[Hmmm. On the one hand, this person hurt one of Irena's friends and earned her ire! On the other, she apologized, and seems to be trying to make things right.]

[And on the frightful mutant third hand, she's a fucking guild leader.]

The song was enjoyable if a strange way to issue an apology, lady Khshathra!

[shardstorm]

[Irena squints at Harriet as if trying to peer into her soul. It doesn't work. :(]

[She blinks up at Bograak.]

That... was an apology? [She found it kind of creepy actually.]

[jupiter_bands]

Sorry it just kind of happened

I should try not to apologize via ukulele, it never seems to work out.

[the_foe_cleaver]

It was. [He nods sagely down at Irena, before looking at Harriet.]

The best way to apologize... [mirthful laughter!] ...is with battle and ale!

[uuuuuuuhhhh]

[shardstorm]

N-no. Mages do not do 'battle and ale'. [At least not this mage.]

[D-did the Khshathra do battle and ale..?]

[She blinks as she looks back to Harriet.]

[jupiter_bands]

Heyy... are you that guy from the forums??

The one who offered battle and ale to a "guardsman???"

How'd that turn out, did you have to pay the fine?

[the_foe_cleaver]

Oh. [aw, Irena, it's fun!] Well... I suppose mages do not usually do that, now that I think on it...

[Oh, THAT. He looks back at Harriet.]

That is correct! At the end of the day, I was let off of the fine. I still think they should have faced me in a trial by combat!

[shardstorm]

Guardsman? [And then she recalls the post about it on the forums.]

Earth does not have guardsmen, they have policemen. They charge fines or put you in jail but do not like to fight.

[She in unsure if Harriet is making fun of Bog or not but squints at her suspiciously anyway.]

[jupiter_bands]

Good! Glad it all worked out! Also, nice to meet you!

I'm

[ummm Irena talks to Nova better not with the real name]

The Khshathra!

[the_foe_cleaver]

I discovered as much! I was disappointed by these policeman...

[Bograak frowns at that. Earth's police need to be SUPER COOL damn it, not all business-like and boring. Oh well.]

No matter, though! I am Bograak the Foe-Cleaver!

[shardstorm]

You might light football... [Soft and musing, like she doesn't really have much to say here. They both already knew her name anyway.]

[jupiter_bands]

That is the best name! [a little scary for a name but he seems nice enough?]

Yeah, football's pretty rough. Or maybe pro wrestling?

[the_foe_cleaver]

What is this football? Does it involve kicking a ball with one's foot?

Pro wrestling?

[He taps a finger against his chin, before he looks at Irena.]

After you came to Earth, did you like any particular sport?

[Oooh Harriet, winning points!] The Foe-Cleaver is a name passed on from my father! [Yeah, he's all smiles now. But... guilty look at Irena. SOLIDARITY IS HARD]

[shardstorm]

Yes. [She pulls up her phone and does a quick google search, pulling up a (really short) vid of a football game pile-up, showing it to Bograak]

[She is not really a fan of it. Nor of wrestling. She'll let Harriet explain that one, but she nods to Bograak at the question.]

Elegant sports. Figure skating is really pretty. There is no battle in that, though.

[She is giving Harriet the occasional side-eye- YOU BETTER NOT STEAL HER FRIEND, KHSHATHRA]

[jupiter_bands]

Okay well for one thing, there's two footballs, there's one with kicking and one where kicking is forbidden, it's VERY CONFUSING although maybe now that I'm Khshathra I have a moral obligation to understand all things that once confounded me, including sports.

Pro wrestling is just people in goofy costumes pretending to beat one another up. Or really beating one another up? It's debated.

[the_foe_cleaver]

Pretend fighting. [Bograak says this a little flatly. Looks like he fixated on part of what you said, Harriet.] Bring me to these so-called wrestlers! I will demonstrate to them the true meaning of courage!

[Oooh video though!]

Hm... I see! The objective is to tackle one unfortunate individual! This is a sport I can agree with in principle!

[Hm, though...] This ice skating sounds fun, too, if not quite for me. [He laughs and slaps his gut. Go ahead, picture him in tights, do it.]