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{Mini Event} Day of Devotion

DAY OF DEVOTION

This is an entirely opt-in very casual event that has nothing to do with overarching storyline and is just an additional introductory log, and a means for characters to meet. We hope you've all had a very happy Valentine's Day week however you've chosen to spend it!

SCARVES OF LOVE

The season of affection and love of all kinds falls upon Aldrip in the wake of their festivities for Those Who Were There. As part of the celebration, what's referred to as the 'Day of Devotion,' local merchants carry a variety of wares, but none so coveted as their multicoloured scarves available in a variety of prints, designs, and fabrics. Perhaps consider picking one up and giving it to someone who's important to you. No money? No problem! Whilst Aldrip doesn't exactly work on a layaway system or akin to, you'll find the mercantile business owners are quite open to trades and other means of bartering. Maybe they'll give out a scarf or two in agreement for running some errands...

Lucky recipients of these very fashionable scarves will find themselves suspiciously open to sharing positive, warm and fuzzy, or perhaps downright amorous feelings toward the person who gifted them the scarf to begin with, regardless of whether you've known them for years or even just a couple of weeks. But don't worry—the feelings are temporary! Once the Day of Devotion comes to a natural conclusion, your feelings will return to something like normalcy and you'll still wind up with a new fashion accessory. Of course, if you've always been amorous with that special someone, you likely won't notice any sort of change.

Take the opportunity to embrace the celebration, maybe embrace one another a little bit, too, and begin forming some potentially everlasting bonds with others.

BRING PROTECTION

Not everyone is choosing to celebrate the Day of Devotion in the same way. Due to the heightened popularity of the pretty scarves, some of Aldrip's jewellers have been bitten by the green bug of jealousy. In an attempt to compete with the sales of scarves, jewellers are advertising pendants, brooches, and other assorted charms that are meant to serve as warding and protective trinkets. What are they protecting one from? It's difficult to say and the merchants aren't inclined to give a straight answer. But whether you need protection from love, personal feelings, or perhaps something more physical, they've got you covered!

If you choose to give these amulets to others, recipients of them and their related will be compelled to share their true feelings with those around them in addition to the person who gave them the protective charms. This sounds like it could be a good thing, however, that means it covers the array of positive, negative, and every shade in between, without a filter in place. Consider these accessories a potential test of friendships, familial relationships, and more.

Like the scarves, this need and desire to be truthful with your feelings will be temporary, lasting until the Day of Devotion celebration is over. But at least you'll be protected. From something. Maybe. Probably. Or not!

FLOWERS FOR ALDRIP

By now, you may be well familiar with Aldrip's variety of fields that are filled with vegetables and fruits that grace the dinner tables of the town and local cuisine. During the Day of Devotion and weeks leading up to it, you'll find that they're clearing another field and preparing the soil. What for, you won't find out until the actual day of the celebration. Once it arrives, there's a collection of simple carts filled with flowering plants. Locals and newly-arrived alike are welcome to lend a hand in planting them along the neatly tilled rows.

You may find plants that resemble or are identical to plants from your home world. You may find plants that you've never seen in your life. They come in a variety of colours and are accompanied by a lightly pleasing scent that shouldn't be too overpowering, though may still disturb those with allergies.

All who help out with the planting, watering, and other tending, will be rewarded with a bouquet of flowers that can be passed onto others to show your appreciation and other forms of affection. You may even find yourself making a good and lasting impression on the locals by offering some assistance.

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[ Awww, Fushi really is doing his best, isn't he? Peter follows his lead and keeps patting him as they move away from the street, into a quieter alley, away from prying eyes. He doesn't totally get why, but he'd trust Fushi with anything at this point. ]

This where you wanted to go, boy?

[ Look, he's a puppy, it's hard to resist talking to him like that when Fushi's like this. ]

(it's fine, he likes all this puppy things!! he truly is a puppy when he is like this, a speaking, fushi puppy. it'd be strange if it continued when he turned into a human, though...

which is what he proceeds to do. it's the boy this time, the gust blowing a little on their hair and he sits on the nearest patch of grass, a hand pulling peter down with him.)

I think you need to talk. Can you trust me to be honest with me?

[ Peter watches it happen and it's still as cool as the first time. Really, Fushi's whole deal is very cool. It's very sad, but also. Cool.

Being told he needs to talk about his friends is maybe less cool. Aw! But then if he were in Fushi's shoes he wouldn't want to pretend it didn't happen either... ]

Aw, man. [ Peter hangs his head. ] Of course I trust you, Fushi... I just. You know. I miss my friends... I miss the Milano. I shouldn't dwell on it, but. It's hard sometimes.

It's not about not dwelling, Peter. I think... When we think of them and want their company, they're with us. It's hard being sad, and it's hard to want something you can't have, I understand it very well. I just think it's important. It's because they're important to you that you feel this way, so it means something. Dwell as much as you'd like.

(it's 200-year-old wisdom, even if it comes from a teenage boy.)

Besides, you have a chance, still. We don't know what this place wants from us, maybe you'll see them again.

Yeah... Yeah, you're right.

[ Peter sighs, his smile a bit muted. But it's there. Fushi is pretty wise for a 200-year-old kid. Peter should know better than to ignore his own sadness, after the mess with the Promise, but that was different. Missing his mom, or mourning Kor-El was dealing with the deaths of people who deserved better. At least Peter's friends aren't dead. They're out there, probably looking for him. Probably worried sick and arguing constantly without him to smooth things over. ]

I know I'll make it out of here. I have to, for them.

[ He feels stronger in his resolve, thinking about them. Even if the ache in his heart wants nothing more than to get yelled at by Gamora for being stupid, or cursed at by Rocket for leaving without giving them a heads up. ]

Do you, uh... I've talked about Groot a bit, but did you wanna know anything about the rest of 'em? Drax, Gamora, Rocket, or Nikki?

I look at people I've lost every day, you know. Some things, only you can do for them.

(remembering, cherishing, honoring. the ways peter and fushi can do it differ, but the intention doesn't so much.)

Tell me their dreams... And if you'd like, I'll introduce you my friends, too, later.

Yeah.

[ Peter nods. God, he can't imagine if he had to see his mom every day... He misses her still, even if he's come to terms with her death. It's still rough. He sucks in a breath, almost a laugh, almost a sob, then runs a hand across his face.

He still misses her. She didn't deserve what she got. But all he can do is keep living, and keep her memory alive. Same goes for each of his friends. ]

Dreams, huh... [ He smiles, sad, but trying. ] I think most of them just want a place where they belong. They're all people who've lost a lot because of the Galactic War. We all wanna make the galaxy a better place, maybe make it so less people get hurt like we did. Or at least help enough people so that the memory of the people we lost gets easier to carry.

[ Whoops, everyone in gotg 2021 has dead friends or family... hey at least they all have that in common with Fushi! ]

Edited 2023-03-08 17:34 (UTC)

(all fushi can do is set his bony hand on top of peter's shoulder, it's a reminder he's not alone. there are things only peter can do, but he doesn't have to do it alone.

fushi can listen.)

... But you've given them a place to belong, right? If you don't want to settle down, you've given them a place to stay. You've also given them each other, right? So in a way, their dreams have come true, yes?

[ Peter smiles a bit more, resting his own hand on Fushi's. It's a nice reminder that he's not along. That he'll always find good people, no matter where he goes. What he says rings true. Without Peter, where would the Guardians be? Nowhere good, he knows that much. For people like them, the Milano is the best thing there is. It's home. ]

Yeah, that's right. [ Now he's tearing up, but they're happier tears. ] In a weird way... all of us are lucky we found each other. I'm not gonna pretend it was all me, but... yeah, I think we really have made our dreams come true.

(he can't tell peter not to cry, but he can do the next rational thing, which is to take his tiny hands to peter's face so he looks at fushi for a second, the side of his index fingers moving the tears away.)

That's something really good, Peter. I'll work with you until you get to leave this place, okay? You'll see them again, I'll make it my personal mission.

(that moment when a god intern promises the impossible.)

[ Peter smiles, feeling the warmth from Fushi's tiny hands. He's so small. And so old. It's oddly comforting. Even here, he has the stars at his side. ]

Thanks, Fushi. That really means a lot to me.

[ He blinks back some more tears, seeing that clear determination in Fushi's eyes. He matches it as best he can -- he hasn't forgotten what he's told Fushi, nor what Fushi's told him. ]

I won't leave you behind. I want you to come see space, too.

... Ah... I know I said I wanted to go, but I can't go, Peter.

(his hands retrieve once the tears are away from peter's face. that's better, much better.)

I need to defeat the Knockers, or... People will keep dying because of me. The Black Hood won't move a finger, so... It's always up to me. I'm... So tired... I just need this to end so we can go freely.

[ Peter listens, nodding at Fushi's clear plan. You know he only respects Fushi more for this! ]

I get that.

[ Sometimes you gotta clean up your own mess before going on an adventure. Even if it's not your fault... he gets that. Once upon a time he would have tried to run, but that's not who Peter is anymore. He sets a hand on Fushi's shoulder. ]

If you need any help taking care of those Knocker jerks, my crew's ready to go once we get out of here. But I totally get wanting to gun it alone, too. You gotta show that scuthole that he's got another thing coming.

Ah... It's just not that simple. It's not that I want to do it alone... I hate being alone more than anything in this world...

(little legs against his little chest. ah, it's time to be upsetting.)

It's just that I've seen too many people die. People die, and I can't understand why, I just feel sad because I stay here, and I will always be here. Some of them died for me, because of me... I hate to think it could be you, too... Before my friend Tonari died, she said I couldn't be alone in an island forever... So I'm trying to be better about it, but it's so hard. You're gonna leave me someday, too.

Living forever sucks, Peter.

[ Peter can only agree. Living forever would suck. He really needs some Groot help here, because he's the one stuck living like that. Peter knows how much it hurts to lose the people closest to him too, so he knows where Fushi is coming from. ]

It does suck, dude.

[ He moves that hand to pet Fushi's head. He can't really relate, all he can do is give him whatever small comfort he can. ]

I hope at least... the good memories outweigh the bad ones someday.

They do. That's what hurts. It's been over a century since I've met this boy, you know? I don't know his name or anything like that. I wish I could have. These things are very vivid in my mind. I wish I could just be a fish. I don't think of anything when I'm a fish.

(maybe that last part is relatable now. he trusts peter to the point that the boy becomes the wolf, only due to the fact that the petting is nicer that way, and it'll make peter happier, too.)

[ Peter keeps his hand on Fushi as he changes, transitioning from simple head-pats to full pets as he takes on his lupine form.

It sounds awful, honestly. Peter doesn't envy Fushi even a little bit. Being left behind felt bad enough when his mom died, he can only imagine how hard it would be to carry all that for centuries. ]

I bet. Fish don't have scut to worry about, huh?

[ He laughs a little, scritching Fushi's ears. ]

I guess that's the trade-off. Can't have joy without sadness, or friends without missing them... it's flarked, man. You deserve better than loneliness, Fushi.

I just wish everyone could live forever, too.

(but he supposes - that's something he wanted peter to see, too. it's probably easier for him, he would imagine, considering it will end someday.

but ------ ah, nice scratching... he's turning his head this way, or that way.)

... Petting is nice, too.

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