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{Mini Event} 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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That said, he looks a little ridiculous with his visor on, wearing his padded leather jacket and jeans when it's so sunny out. But a guy has to stick to his aesthetic, you know, and his aesthetic is '80s groupie with a flair of future tech.' ]
Need any help, dude? [ Peter's voice comes as clear as a whistle through his visor. Space medicine means you never get allergies, so he can't relate. ] I mean, I don't have like, an allergy shot on me, but I can probably plant a few if you need a break.
[ How hard can it be, right? ]
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[ There’s a hint of amusement in his voice for the first time since he started planting. He’d always loved that word always harmless and could be used in so many different contexts; maybe he could start introducing it to societies that didn’t have it yet during their times that might be fun. That wouldn’t mess with any timelines, surely.
But then something else distracts his hyperactive mind when he notices what Peter is wearing on his face. It’s nothing that he’s seen before, but it’s probably one of the more advanced pieces of technology he’s seen since getting here which is what really draws his attention. He straightens up, sniffling passively and apparently taking Peter up on his offer even if it’s in a bit of a roundabout way. ]
Where did you get that visor? I’m assuming not here.
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[ It's just hist style to 'dude' even the un-dudely types. But also he's used to running into people who don't recognize his lingo, so he's fine with explaining. The note on his tech makes him perk up, though. Maybe he's finally met someone who's at least decently aware of better tech than here? ]
Yep, this is from back home! I got it from... [ It was definitely stolen. ] Uh, well I got it on a job, and it was broken, and a friend of mine fixed it! But I can't get a decent 'net connection on this planet, it sucks.
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[ There’s a relish to the word along with something that looks like a kid who’s discovered his new favourite thing. ]
There’s practically nothing. Just a database of the world along with myths and folklore. [ The flowers, and apparently his “allergies” have been forgotten as he brushes himself off before closing the distance between them. Sorry Peter, have the Doctor peering at your face mask in a way that might cut into your personal space. ]
They have technology akin to the 90’s. Shame really. We could really upgrade them if we had the right tools. What else can it do?
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[ Peter grins. OK old man, you got him. Anybody who says "dude" is getting points in his book. ]
Yeah? Guess I'll have to see if I can get it hooked up. So far it's just "No Data" but then I haven't tried to put it on a network this weak before. Is this what 90s tech was like?
[ Ah, but the Doctor is approaching him as he speaks, and while Peter is pretty chill with rolling with the punches, he does lean back as the Doctor gets up in his face. Unhelpfully, his UI reads "Subject: Unknown. Data unavailable" as it highlights his face in bright pink. Peter takes a step back, tapping the side of the glass.
He does love talking up his tech. Rocket would be so proud. ]
I can use it to scan around me, 360 degrees. It highlights stuff that might be useful, structurally damaged, or stuff that it might have info on. Also calls out dangerous temperatures, gasses, things like that. I didn't make it, though. I can fix tech, but working from scratch is more my friend Rocket's thing.
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[ For once he's being humble because he knows the precise date because it was New Year's day and he had been there, but details. He's far more interested in the visor. ]
Connecting to the network might not be worth it. It's mostly just generic world information and myths and folklore but if that's your thing... [ He extracts the mildly malfunctioning sonic screwdriver from his pocket, and is about this close to just pointing it at Peter's face when he practically hears Clara scolding him. ]
Do you mind?
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[ No, Peter, she would not have had military access to the internet. But Peter missed the whole personal computer and smartphone era, so he's both the owner of incredibly advanced tech and also completely unaware of the internet. ]
Hey, generic information is better than nothing. That's most of what my visor used to display, anyway. Sometimes it helps to know what I'm looking at.
[ Can't stop him from scanning everything, it's the completionist in him. Peter looks at the screwdriver in the Doctor's hand, then back up at his face. ]
Mind what? Is that a multi-tool?
[ Oh, maybe this guy's offering to help fix it? Well, Peter's nothing if not dumbly trusting at times. He can practically feel the choice in his mind, "don't trust the guy with your tech" or "go for it, what have you got to lose?" ]
I mean, if you can fix it... Sure.
[ Yep, Peter pulls the visor back up over his face. Rocket's gonna kill him if he breaks this thing, but nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? ]
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[ There's been stranger things, but it's currently the strangest thing the Doctor has heard. There's amusement in his voice as he says it though and it partially has to do with getting his hands on tech that isn't positively ancient (at least in his mind). ]
Sonic screwdriver. Little less sonic-y here unfortunately because of whatever it is they have against current technology. I'll have to see if there's something I can do about that.
[ And it's okay Peter, Rocket can come and strangle the Doctor. Now that would be fun to watch.
He fiddles with some of the settings on the sonic before giving it a quick scan. Nothing worse than starting on a piece of tech and then potentially making it worse than it was before. A quick 'beep' signals its completion and he squints at the read out. True to Peter's word it's certainly some sort of alien tech made for exploration and — ]
You need to change the air filter on this. It's getting a bit musty.
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[ But boy, does it feel nice to say those things to someone who he's assuming knows about that stuff? This guy doesn't seem that old, but Peter's seen stranger. ]
Oh, man. Tell me about it. My comms have been flarked to hell. Bad enough we're stuck here with all this old junk...
[ Peter's never heard of a sonic screwdriver before, but it sounds techy enough, or maybe like something Rocket would come up with (though his would explode.) He shrugs and lets the guy try it. The thing must work, if he can get a read on that much. ]
Crap, really? [ He sniffs. It's not something he pays much attention to usually, so it makes sense. ] Guess I'll just clean it, there's no way I'd get the right parts here.
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Left Earth? [ That definitely piques his interest although he doesn't really glance away from his work as he continues to tinker with various settings on the sonic and the visor. ] By your own choice, because someone took you or because of a mistake?
[ Because the Doctor has technically been the cause of or involved in all of those scenarios. Oops. ]
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[ Peter is all for trusting in the kindness of strangers, but his visor is a bit of a lifeline for him, so he's a little hesitant to let a stranger take it apart. Plus, it's implanted in his neck half the time, that could be a problem... he says, still letting the guy tinker with his UI. ]
It sure wasn't a mistake, I can tell you that. [ He laughs, a bit ruefully. ] Aliens showed up at my house to kidnap me. Turns out my dad-who-I'd-never-met was space royalty, and the Chitauri needed a defenseless hostage to convince Spartax to stay out of the Galactic War.
[ Not even Peter can keep himself from sounding bitter about that. ]
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[ The bitterness doesn't go unnoticed and his eyes slide briefly over to him. None of the words ring any bells, but he doesn't expect to find people apart from Clara who share the same Earth as the one they're familiar with. The same expectation extends to space. ]
So does that make you a space prince then? And this [ He motions to the visor in his hands. ] your princely visor?
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[ He'd believe it too, of course. There's a lot of species out there that share their basic look with Terrans, even if they're far from it. Though the Doctor's not quite blue or pink enough for a Kree. ]
Oddly enough, yeah. [ He laughs, managing to be humble about it. He would probably be more about the space prince thing if his dad had ever actually spoken to him. ] Not like I've ever benefitted from the whole "prince" thing, though. Besides these.
[ He taps the blasters that rest at waist. ]
They only work for the 'royal family' of Spartax. They're basically paperweights for anybody else. [ He'll even take one out, twirling it almost on instinct. ] The visor's my own thing though. I mean it's an implant, so I can't actually hand it over, but anybody could get one with the right parts.
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[ What Sandshoes was thinking licking blood was beyond him. The thought is as bewildering as it is embarrassing and if he could equate it back to a human experience it's a little like thinking back on the things you did as a teenager.
...Although if presented with the opportunity and he wasn't able to deduce anything from it otherwise he still probably would lick it. His attention diverts from the visor and to the blaster being twirled in Peter's hand. ]
I was actually thinking about something similar to the visor but they're just sunglasses. Sonic sunglasses. [ Because adding sonic to things makes it fun and more functional.
He can't help but look mildly amused. ]
A royal space dude. Being pulled here hasn't been a total net loss then. What happens if the implant malfunctions then? Is it easy to remove?
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Very cool. I mean, the blood and manure has to suck, but I've never heard of Time Lords before.
[ Just as he imagines this guy has never heard of Spartax. ]
Sonic sunglasses? I mean, that sounds awesome to me.
[ Maybe not as useful in a fight, but it would make him look cool, which is a very important benefit. Hence the twirling of the gun, which Peter sets right back into its holster. ]
Hey, thanks, man. I don't really do the royal thing that much, if anything I'm more an ex-space pirate than a royal.
[ His hand goes to the back of his neck, a bit embarrassed. Being called 'royal' anything is more than a little weird. He normally only drops that line when he's trying to get a date. ]
Uh, yeah. Well... Probably not. [ He pauses to consider it. ] I mean, I think there's a latch I can activate to pull it out, but, uh, then I'd have like exposed metal in the back of my neck? Maybe? I'm actually not sure. One of my friends installed it, so I don't really know all the details.
[ Peter... dude... ]
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[ Ex-space pirate dude sounds more interesting than a royal. The Doctor hadn't met very many fun and interesting royals whereas pirates tended to lean towards having both qualities. So maybe that's for the better. The amused look doesn't linger much longer, making way for a bewildered frown. ] You had something implanted in you and you aren't sure how it works?
[ Dude... ]
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Which is a point in his favor. ]
So you're like immortal? That's cool.
[ "That's cool," said like someone might say about some new shoes. That's cool. Not the first time he's talked to an immortal, won't be the last time either. Peter just lives a chill life, okay! He rolls with almost anything. Even neck implants. ]
I mean, I know that it works! And I'd trust my buddy Rocket with my life. He's not gonna put something in my neck that has a chance to like explode or whatever. [ Oh, that feels like such a weak defense. ] Besides, implants are standard practice where I'm from. Everyone gets a translation one, so it's not that weird!
[ Citation needed. ]
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[ Which is close enough to the truth. Regeneration was straightforward process for the most part. And it isn't that he doesn't want to explain it, but it comes down to he hasn't drawn any concrete conclusions about this place to say if that could be used against him somehow. ]
We don't typically get sick, don't really need to eat or drink and mostly do it for fun, and sleep is comes once every [ He pauses trying to average it out but fails to do so. ] so often.
[ And hey. So long as Peter's fine with it the Doctor isn't going to concern himself with the details! He resumes his fiddling with the visor; som sort of HUD flickers to life and he can tell he's on the right track with getting it online. ] What else do they use implants for?
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[ Peter nods, as if "Immortalish" is something totally normal to be. I mean, Groot is technically "immortalish" too, so. It's not even weird at this point. Some people hold immortals up on a pedestal, especially if they can heal or fly or if they have gold skin or things like that. Not Peter, that's for sure. ]
Uhh, let's see. [ He blinks as the HUD flickers, but doesn't mind too much. Rocket did way worse when he first installed it, honestly. ] Some people have med-implants that'll heal you based on how much damage you take, there's some, uh less-than-legal ones that let people hack terminals or siphon units if you can find the right frequency... Not that I'd use those! But I've, uh, known a few people who have.
[ Okay, he sounds less honest about that one but at least it's true. He doesn't have any of those illegal mods on him. Presently. ]
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The not so great fib is noted and there's a bit of a snort and wry tone in response as he continues to fiddle with the software of the visor. ]
Course you haven't. You're a pirate saint that happens to be here for never doing anything untoward. [ He squints, pointing the sonic at the visor and it looks like something is working because there's whatever the equivalent of the dial up tone is emitting from the two pieces of hardware. After a moment he motions towards the sonic screwdriver. ]
The sonic has a setting like that. It comes in handy when you lock yourself out of your console from time to time. Not that I know what that's like.