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Spellbind Mods ([personal profile] spellbindmods) wrote in [community profile] spellbinders2017-12-06 09:34 pm

[DECEMBER INTRO LOG | WORLD TWO]

Who: All coven members, especially new folk!
Where: In and around the new world’s apartment building where the coven is staying, as well as the rest of Shehui
When: Day 160
Open/Closed: Open to All



How did you get into this building? This apartment room? What the fuck is going on? Let's refer back to this page for a semi in-depth, wow so detailed, explanation of your current situation.

Are you up to speed? Great.

Now, here's the question of the hour: what are you going to do about it?

      A ▢ Unlike the other coven members, the newbies are coming into the apartment building with non-empty apartment rooms. Depending on how polite or cautious you are, your first instinct may be to find your apartment and knock on the door. But it is your apartment now, too, and you do have an ID card that'll get you in. What horrible calamity will you walk in on? What eccentric roommates will you happen upon? The wacky situational comedy scenarios are ENDLESS.

      B ▢ One of the jobs on the job board this week is fundraising -- neat, right? Before you even make it up to your apartment, you may be accosted by an excited citizen -- coven member or no -- that is trying to push something onto your character. Chocolate bars? Cheese logs? Cookie dough? Some other luxury item or overpriced snack food? Because this fundraising task is based on commission, the citizen in question may be a bit pushy...or you may be inclined to buy ridiculous amounts of goods and not know what to do with yourself.



New coven members showing up today are in luck. This week, Shehui is celebrating a Keep the Community Clean event. It's rare that they force jobs on people, but there has been an influx of new citizens and the population growth is leading to more trash. Fulfill your assignment and you'll be rewarded 1,000 credits. Don't? Be fined 500.

Everyone has been sent a job to their ID, be it collecting trash, cleaning their apartment building or holding up signs/handing out literature about recycling. Sweeping, bagging...it's dirty work, but someone has to do it.

      C ▢ Cleaning up trash on the street might be hard, but it's fulfilling! Okay, that's a lie. It's demeaning and a lot of citizens don't really care about the minimal littering credit deduction as they toss trash from their cars or miss throwing it into bins. Volunteers are outfitted with gloves, vests and a roll of trash bags, but it doesn't prevent them from being rudely splashed with snow or having to pick up nasty things. Have fun!

      D ▢ For those who decided to pass out literature, you did pick the better job! It's a lot easier to avoid getting nasty, but it's also awkward...having to hand out fliers, be cheerful, regurgitate boring facts about recycling. Please sir, stop and listen to this exciting speech about why should put your cans in the red bins, not the blue ones!

      E ▢ There is a bright side to these jobs: local businesses are getting in on the outpouring of people out and about to try and get them into seats and buying things. Free samples are abound! There's a local coffee shop, Mooncents, that is handing out free small drinks to anyone who is actually working today. Come inside, regardless if you "volunteer" or not. It's warm inside with all that snow out there...



Speaking of snow! Most businesses and buildings in Shehui have paid to have snow falling every other hour, which coats the city areas in a fine, powdery dust of snowflakes. You may be familiar with snow, or maybe you've never seen it in your entire life! It's unavoidable either way, so you're going to have to deal with it.

      F ▢ Children in Shehui are usually in a school building somewhere, but snow days call for some leniency. School is pretty come-and-go anyway, so don't be surprised that there are quite a few kidlets out and about on the streets. They're also fully into the spirit of snow, throwing snowballs at unsuspecting strangers. Will you get in on the action, or will you plan the murder of innocent children today?

      G ▢ While it's unadvised to just go lay out in the street and make snow angels, there are plenty of parks in which to examine or play in the snow. You won't be the only one acting like a fool -- it's Shehui. You're allowed to live a little!

      H ▢ Finally, Coins! has bought the most snow as a means for their seasonal activity -- snow paintball. If you're looking to have a good time and enjoy Shehui for what it is, you'd best be inclined to sign up. A massive field with snowbanks and excellent areas for hiding, snowball paintballs that hurt twice as much as usual. What more could you ask for?

      I ▢ Wildcard! How will your character interact with this new and unusual world?
deusex: (fortyfive;)

you can call me .... agnika

[personal profile] deusex 2017-12-08 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's been a bit of a scenery change after the first of their conversation, hasn't it...

As far as Mika is concerned, what he'd said then hasn't changed one bit. It wasn't entirely clear to him as to why they were in this city, and exactly what they were supposed to be doing here — how was any of this supposed to help him to get where he needed to be?

He's only faintly interested in what McGillis is up to, occasionally pulling dates out of his pocket to munch on. Glancing out the big, clean window of the shop front, he can see that the snow is still falling steadily; different season here too, a completely new scenery compared to anything he'd seen before. It's all so completely new.

The motion catches the corner of his vision and Mika turns his head back towards the other, his gaze moving from McGillis' face down to the coat he's holding out. ]


I don't really care.

[ slightly quizzical, as if a clothing was supposed to be more than just a cover to keep you warm. wasn't that enough?

Nevertheless, it's mostly the colour that draws him in, making Mika reach out to curl his fingers into the warm material of the sleeve. ]


This one is fine.
finagles: (pic#11026031)

fainting spell

[personal profile] finagles 2017-12-09 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ He can't see the clear reasoning for being in this city either. If they're on a mission to gather energy for Qri, how will that piece come into play while they stay in Shehui? Why aren't they ever given more information?

But the answer to that is obvious: there must be plenty that those in power, Qri and her cohorts alike, don't want them to know. McGillis frowns, absently fixing a strap on the coat that he chose, only looking up again when Mika professes his overall indifference when it comes to a concept like fashion.

To be expected, honestly.

Despite nearly twenty years of conditioning, he can understand where the quizzical note in Mika's response comes from. McGillis evens his expression out, settling gaze back on him with a thin, little smile.
]

Very well. That makes our objective simple.

[ Once Mika's finished checking the material, McGillis maneuvers the coat over his shoulders and guides his good arm through the sleeve. Normally, going so far as to fit the coat over him might be something he hesitates on -- but considering the sling, he takes this extra step.

And this is on his dime. It needs to be tried on.
]

Is the fit correct?
Edited 2017-12-09 01:53 (UTC)
deusex: (fortyone;)

huehuehue

[personal profile] deusex 2017-12-09 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ there's faint marks of goosebumps along his upper arms when he steps in to accommodate; the shop was warmer than the outside in comparison, but the threadbare worn singlet that he was used to wearing wasn't quite enough, even inside like this. The coat was probably a good idea in a practical sense.

When McGillis has offered to pay for it Mika didn't move to object or stop him, accepting it as easily and as naturally as if it was just another one of the man's little gestures, chocolates pulled out of the pockets of his pristine Gjallarhorn uniform.

he isn't really used to getting help, and it shows in the way his brows furrow in concentration as McGillis guides his good arm into the coat, settling it over his shoulders. He had needed a little hand, when he was still getting used to only having one good arm — but he could do most everything just fine now. ]


It's fine.

[ it's warm, the plush lining nothing like he's ever worn before, and Mika rolls his shoulder a little, testing the give and the pull of the fabric. ]
finagles: (pic#11791297)

[personal profile] finagles 2017-12-09 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Noting the furrowing, McGillis does take a step back after the coat is securely in place.

Mika should really be wearing layers, in order for this gesture to work to completion. It's a thought that crosses his mind idly and distracts him into lifting his chin to scan the rest of the store's wares. While it will be an improvement over walking around in the snow sleeveless, he still has little on underneath that jacket.
]

Hm...

[ In response to Mika, though it isn't clear just what he's thinking about yet.

McGillis drifts down into a kneel, smoothly.

First, he zips the coat up to Mika's collar, then he begins to button it from the bottom up. His perfectionist nature might be getting the best of him during this simple task.
]

Try it this way. I might ask you to pick out a sweater next.
Edited 2017-12-09 19:31 (UTC)
deusex: (fifty;)

[personal profile] deusex 2017-12-10 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mika lifts his chin up slightly to accommodate for the zip; it fits snugly but it's not constricting, and mostly, it's warm. It's a different sort of cold than what he is used to in Mars - what he has gotten used to aboard Isaribi, even. The cold of space seemed always to be coming from the dry, filtered air, from the steel walls and floors lining the ship. In Mars too, it had been dry; like breathing the air in too much would make you crumble to dust. This coat, it feels like human warmth.

Canting his head slightly to look down at the other man, Mika watches him starting to button up the coat. He doesn't question McGillis' actions. They were ... allies now, of some sort, and even if Orga wasn't here that agreement still stood in place.

The other Gjallarhorn members ... he wasn't entirely sure on them or how exactly it all fitted in, how he fitted in this place alongside them. That was Orga's job, normally, to figure out things like that and tell him what to do.

It's not entirely noticeable to McGillis perhaps, the slight hint of subdued air that's near indistinguishable from his normal indifference. ]


I don't really need anything else.

[ with his good hand, he reaches up to tug the zip down a little past his collar. ]

This should be good for now.