PLAYER EVENT ★ HELIOLOGY

[ricksybusiness]

INTRODUCTION. It's difficult to tell time without the presence of a sun or moon. There are no stars. The world is in constant blackness, the heavens barely visible from below and the only light artificial. It's been like this for months. Suddenly, those who expressed interest in observing the sun (or lack thereof) will all at once receive a text message on their ALASTAIR jewellery from 82736775: Get your shit and go look at the sky. Now's the time. If you need me, I'm around. It's time to get to work. OBSERVATION. Find the highest point you can and point the telescopes at the sky. Should be easy, right? Be mindful that there are still guards patrolling the city, looking for escaped prisoners, and some citizens would be very happy to tip them off to your presence. There are still animals in the forests to contend with, and there are still nosey citizens who may ask you too many questions. There are also your fellow ALASTAIR agents, who may not be very willing to share the spot they already staked out before you just showed up. People and animals aren't all you need to look out for, either. Seven hours after the observation starts, there is a lightning storm. It lasts for 30 minutes, bolts of electricity arcing across the sky. It might be a good idea to scurry down someplace lower when this happens -- you know what they say about lightning and height. 82736775 doesn't contact anyone after the initial text, so observers are free to give up whenever they decide they've been sitting out in the freezing dark for long enough. [ note: even if you didn't sign up, feel free to tag in! your character won't have a telescope but that doesn't mean they can't mingle. ]

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[babbylon]

[He wants to believe in it. In her kiss. In her faith. In her, in all that she is, all that she will ever be to him. But there's no erasing that earlier sting and it takes significant willpower not to ask do you even mean it this time? Then again, perhaps the same could be said for him. Perhaps he should've expected this ever since he showed the truth behind his own existence. Such was the path of the lonely king of all kings.

One Master drove him to ruin. Another would've tried. This he does not tell her as he himself cannot find the right words to speak of it.

Gilgamesh looks ready to say something else, but hesitates. He gives her hand one last squeeze then retreats to spirit form, sailing off into the darkness. True to his word, he will not be heard from by anyone for several days, sequestered in his melancholy—or something like it, that even the great Gilgamesh might suffer from.]