MINI EVENT: BAD MOON RISING

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BAD WOLF

Content Warning: Werewolves and werewolf-related violence.

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WITCHING HOUR

Time passes oddly in this realm. Surely you've seen it by now. Looking to the sky grants different views and moons every night, almost disconnected. The weather is impossible to predict when the clouds don't truly matter. All you have to rely on is that a day and night cycle exists and even then... ... Well. Surely it doesn't matter. Right? (Or does it?) But perhaps more importantly is that tonight, the night is clear and crisp. The flowers in the grove face the moon almost like reverent followers to a preacher. And should you follow their open gaze, you will see that the moon is bright and full and red.

Rusty whines and the Trader has drawn her stall in, and even the sleepy turtle she rides is more alert. The Shopkeeper hisses quietly to himself, barring the windows slowly- and if you're close by, he tells you that it'd be best you do the same. He dares not close the door yet though- just in case someone needs the shelter.

A howl pierces the sky, and it's quickly joined by others, echoing through the woods. The crunch of leaves and sticks and roots breaking under hulking steps makes a presence known- and white, frenzied eyes can be seen in the shadows. Not just one pair- if you're outside, or at the window, you can see dozens from all angles. As they get closer to the clearing, their sharp teeth glint in the moonlight. Another howl, and the wolf-men charge. Fight or defend your residence- but the beasts do not go down easily. Not when wounds slowly stitch themselves back together.

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Re: i

[amethystic]

( felicity visibly shifts, relief and confusion both instantly washing over her- )

... I thought you were gone, too... Almost everyone is.

( ugh. moving is... not pleasant. but she does manage to force herself to sit up. she blinks at the tea before smiling for perhaps the first time since the manor quest. )

Did you make us tea? Thank you. ... I've missed you.

Re: i

[lostpsalm]

Being a mimic felt the good bet.

<sub>[ conveniently clear nightstand, even if you aren't, normally, we need the W today so right NOW you are. he sets down the tray, and rubs at his left wrist a little after.

the truth weighs on his lips.

perhaps it's Felicity's own state that makes it easier to say something adjacent to it. ]</sub>

I have... Days. Add, saw it on me the first day... it's like... _{[ he looks to the window. ]} The moon. Not to her tune. But greater, then smaller, then again.

Re: i

[amethystic]

Well... I'm the closest thing we have to a doctor now, so you'll have to let me know about these things in the future. And what I can do to help. Okay?

( as she speaks she reaches out listlessly to gently squeeze his hand before settling back down to rest. )

... The moon... gods.

( felicity rolls onto her back, covering her eyes with her arms- )

Most witches worship nature. I do. Specifically, the moon. I was so devoted that I wound up tying my magic to her- my soul. Even here the connection remains- but... with the moon constantly shifting, it hurts. Its never the same one, but she has me all the same, and it's- I don't know how to explain it...

Re: i

[lostpsalm]

I'll... Mmmmgnmnbmn. <sub>[ that mumble sounded suspiciously like "I don't like to be a bother," except he remembered halfway through that he's been flagged down on this exact line of thought before by this exact person.

ANYWAY!!! ]</sub>

...is it new to you? The moon having phases. I can-- I know all their names! ...In Elze.

Re: i

[amethystic]

( his mumbling is met with a flat look as she reaches over and pulls on his cheeks. stop that. don't. she knows exactly what he was going to say. )

Do not. ... Let yourself be cared for, dummy. And let me help. Okay?

( at which point she lets go- a free rennuid...

felicity sighs, looking out the window and gesturing to the moon. )

Of course not. The moon phases and shifts- but she's still her. That's why I worship her- because in it I see myself. But this isn't moon phases. It's- It's a different moon every night.

1/2

[lostpsalm]

<sub>[ his cheeks are very elastic and pullable. they were very chubby cheeks when he was younger. they remain now his least svelte feature. ]

Aoooooww....kay.....</sub>

2/2

[lostpsalm]

H.


Huh?




It is?!

_{[ this is not a smile of glee. this is a smile of abject confusion. ]}

Re: 2/2

[amethystic]

... Yeah? They even change size- not to mention the craters or markings. But I'm still connected to them- it's the worst.

Re: 2/2

[lostpsalm]

<sub>I really.... didn't catch on at all...

[ this is much more difficult problem to solve than, conceptually, adjusting to being in a world with moon phases for the first time, rennuid thinks. ]</sub>

Strangers sitting across the table every night in someone else's chair, where magic sits... _{[ he visibly shudders. that would feel so bad and wrong. ]}

Is it always strangers? Or do they... Ah...

_{[ forms a circle with his hands. ]}

R-round.

Re: 2/2

[amethystic]

Circulate?

... Sometimes. It's a rotation to say for certain, but it's a little unpredictable. Sometimes I get my moon. Sometimes I recognize the ones here. This one's new, though.

keywords irrelevant he's actually normal person smiling here 1/2

[lostpsalm]

_{[ the moment of sheer happiness on Rennuid's face when she fills in that word and keeps talking in a way that illustrates to him he's clearly made his point... yes. YES. he fucking did it. ]}

2/2

[lostpsalm]

_{[ rennuid does not know the words for the moon phases in carseve, which means he cannot make a stupid joke about the moon being full, not new. this is for the best. ]}

How does this one feel?

Re: 2/2

[amethystic]

Like my head is on fire and the rest of me is in ice.

[lostpsalm]

This one is very mean.

Maybe... hot water in a big, nn, cup? Person...size, cup? And ice, wrapped to put at the head...

[amethystic]

... A tub?

( she doesn't mind offering words- it reminds her of when she was little, scraping together english like a little goblin. )

... Maybe. It does sound nice...

1/2

[lostpsalm]

_{[ he repeats 'tub' softly to himself, then complains-- ]}

There are too many "jar" words.

2/2

[lostpsalm]

Then, it is to be done. Drink tea until then!

Re: 2/2

[amethystic]

Dude, I know. When I was first learning English as a kid- red, read and read? Absolue murder on my comprehension.

( but she smiles a little, before playfully sighing. )

Are you going to draw the bath for me, then? How sweet.

Re: 2/2

[lostpsalm]

What is this one's name, to you? I name it 'Carseve.' It is what they speak where most humans live, back home.

--You are in pain. To live together like this... where one body rests, another body rises. Or else every body is... in pain.

Re: 2/2

[amethystic]

To me we're speaking English. I was born in a country called Brazil, but I don't... remember the language very well. I left it when I was very young, and had no reason to keep it.

( felicity pauses though, and before he can leave to do just that she reaches out and squeezes his hand in hers. )

I know. So the next time you're feeling ill, come find me so I can take care of you too.

🎀

[lostpsalm]

Ah--

<sub>[ CRIES IN I NEED TO WRITE THAT POST-WOLF SIEGE "VERY UNWELL" TOP LEVEL.. i know what to do for it now

rennuid's hand in hers matches it, in temperature. it's bony and slight, with long, spidery fingers. it jolts, slightly, when she takes it.

...he very lightly squeezes her hand back, a calculated gesture of parting. smiles warmly. ]</sub>

...Okay.