expiationlogs | {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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[she's after the respirators that the soldiers wear in the undercity, she's not really fazed by anything at least. she just kind of assumes it's normal for him.

she shrugs.]

I wouldn't know if flowers aren't my thing. Where I come from, we don't see any...or many, anyway. Not unless we go up to Piltover.

[there's some potted plants and things up there, but she hadn't been up there long enough to really look at it all.]

[ It's so normal for him that people's response to it here has been noticeable. Her lack of a reaction is a relief, even her talk of somewhere he doesn't know feels more normal than all the Terrans he's met! ]

That's what I'm used to, too. Flowers like this are only really common on undeveloped planets or in weird gardens and stuff like that.

[ New Xandar probably has some. But he doesn't frequent nice planets like that. ]

It's weird that there's so many, right? Like, all this just to make bouquets?

[hey, at least they can vibe with the weird shit in their lives. between the undercity and Piltover, she's seen so much weird that she doesn't question a whole lot anymore.

she kneels down to look at some of the flowers, irises by the looks of them.]

Seems like they just have enough space to do it here.

[he takes a deep breath in.]

The air even smells sweet, you notice that?

[ Eventually you just roll with the weird shit, huh? Peter is well and used to that. ]

Guess so. Ground must be extra good for this or something. Flowers don't just grow anywhere... they're supposed to be different seasons for different ones, I think?

[ Peter turns towards the wind, the sweet smell of flowers catching on the wind. It's crisp and gentle. It reminds him way too much of his mom. ]

It smells like home. Or I dunno, smells like homes do in the movies. If you could smell 'em, I mean.

Hell if I know.

[she'll wish that Caitlyn and maybe even Powder were here to see it, though. even though the idea of Powder...kind of gives her a sour feeling in her heart right now, for multiple reasons.]

Smells like nontoxic air. Rare stuff, that is. Unless the flowers are poisonous after all.

Ouch. You're used to toxic air?

[ Now that's a shitty planet if he's ever heard of one. ]

Do they at least filter it or something? Flowers like these would help soak up some of the smoke. Though I think if they were poisonous, my visor would've lit 'em up with big 'warning' signs.

Nah, not for people like us. Where I live, we're kind of in the dump of the city.

[but she snorts as she thinks about what topside gets.]

The rich people on the other side of town get all the fresh air they can get, though.

Dude, that's messed up as hell.

[ Peter's seen some shitty planets, but this is some top-tier scut. ]

Must make this place look like Heaven... we don't do a lot of flowers, but mostly that's 'cause the last few planets I've been to have had, uh, hostile flora. And they look a lot less like flowers and a lot more like weird spore creatures.

[ Not super helpful, but hey, it's not as bad as clean air for the rich. ]

You can say that again.

[her eyebrows raise a little at the hostile plants, though. she can't...really fathom that one.]

What, you mean you gotta fight flowers where you're from? [she sticks her hands into her jacket and snorts.] I dunno, that's in the running for messed up as hell too.

Kinda. A lot of 'em just have like, razor-sharp spikes or they blow up into poison clouds if you get too close. I like these ones way more.

[ He looks back down at the incredible variety of flowers here. He'd know if something from Maklu-IV showed up, right? ]

I mean, one of my friends is a walking tree, but he thinks plants like those are jerks, too.

[ He's gotta be fishing for a reaction, talking about Groot this much. But the flowers remind him of his buddy, ok. ]

...Yeah, I--

[. . .

okay. that one she wasn't ready for. they had a good bit of strangeness in her own world, but she rubs her forehead.]

--The fuck do you mean, "a walking tree"??

[ Peter laughs, eyes bright. Yeah, this isn't getting old. Wait till people hear about Rocket. ]

Yeah, he's a Flora Colossus. They're a species that's basically people who are trees.

[ He's for real. ]

Last of his kind, if it matters. But that's a whole other story.

[aaand she's dragging her hand down the side of her face.]

Well, you learn something new every day.

[at least a talking animal-creature isn't as uncommon for her, oddly enough.]

Didn't have that kind of info on my bingo card, though.

[ Peter winks, always happy to shatter people's world views. ]

Yeah, I got a ton of those.

[ Stuff he thought was normal is suddenly not here? He's starting to lean into it. (Dangerous.) ]

Living up in space, I've seen a lot of stuff I never even dreamed of. It's not like, sunshine and rainbows and all that, but it's pretty dang cool.

Hmm...probably a little too dark for the sunshine and rainbows.

[she looks up at the sky, as if considering the concept of living in space. it's not something she could imagine easily, being stuck on land as she always was. stuck in one place as she always was.

yeah, she can't imagine it at all.]

Anything's gotta be better than living in some of the hells that're down on land.

Hah, yeah.

[ Peter meanwhile has to deal with the idea of staying in one place. He doesn't love it! It's been a learning experience for sure. ]

Sounds like you're talking from experience. Toxic air, rich people getting all the good stuff... you settling in alright here? I mean, I've got my complaints but I'm guessing we've got totally different points to complain about here.

[ Which is to say, he's opening the door for her to complain. Peter loves complaining! He knows how important that can be. ]

It's like a long vacation here. [she rolls her shoulders and shifts her head back and forth for a moment, as if trying to loosen herself up.] There's no point in complaining more when I can't change anything about it from here.

[a beat.]

You got any leads on what's going on around here? Seems like all of us know a whole lot of nothing.

{Mini Event} Day of Devotion

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