EVENT: BIA ▒ STERN

[ataraxites]

CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: The stern areas of the ship
WARNINGS: Disturbing imagery, violence, psychological trauma, gore, etc.
SUMMARY: Characters have to fight to find their way back to each other from being increasingly isolated and plagued by their deepest fears and most hopeful dreams.
NOTES: May 27 onwards.

An echoing boom comes from deep in the middle of the ship, shakes its way through the trees and waters of the Oxygen Gardens, down into the maze of walkways and mechanics that make up the Engineering Complex. A sense of danger rolls through with it, enough to make you pause in your work, set down tools or supplies, ignore the thrumming pain in your head to find out what. Trapped far away from the comforts of beds and kitchens and slow approaching necessity of gravcouches, you only have each other to turn to. But soon that grows difficult, turnings leading you off path, door slamming shut behind you. In the increasing isolation panic swells like an infection up through your mind-- but then soothes. You find your way into an unexpected comfort, the company of a long-gone friend, an old home filled with happy memories. You linger, drift into contentment, and yet it still can't calm one deep nagging doubt: you aren't safe where you've found yourself.

Comments

[propheretic]

[Dasha approaches this gathering with some uncertainty. True, they're all elves, but that offers him little comfort. Time in the Inquisition has taught him that sharing a bloodline doesn't necessarily mean immediate kinship. Still, it's something.

He lifts a hand (the one that does not glow) as he draws closer.]

Hope I'm not intruding.

Sorry for the late!

[underthevines]

[ Moving with the other two elves is relaxing, and as they go Valya releases her tight hold on Revas. By the time they stop, she's fussing with the baby griffon's feathers, muttering to it. ]

...We need to get you a leash.

[ But an unknown voice interrupts her well-natured complaints, and when Valya lifts her head, she notices the newcomer is yet another elf. Something relaxes inside of her, and she shakes her head in the negative--You're not intruding--while leaving speech to the rest. ]

[storiesandknives]

Dasha.

[Mira offers a small wave to the Inquisitor with her free hand.]

We're just going to sit down and rest for a bit. Everything's a bit overwhelming.

Have you met Valya and Lady Galadriel? I've just met the later but Valya is from Thedas as well.

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel gives another little nod of her head, formal but brief.]

We have not yet had the pleasure. [She'd specify which one she is, but...well, it's rather obvious that she's not from Thedas, isn't it?] Please, join us.