EVENT ★ GONE FISHIN'

[futurologists]

Thanks to your help, repairs to the flood wall are complete. The Nalawi are still largely without their Gifts, so they are thankful -- without the aid of ALASTAIR recruits, they would have surely drowned or been eaten by sea monsters. Despite the barely averted disaster, the residents of Komo have decided to go along with their lives as planned, perhaps to bolster morale instead of giving into despair. By chance, their annual fishing contest is scheduled for today! As honored guests, recruits are invited to participate. FISHING CONTEST Dugout canoes are provided for all participants, patterns that suggest fish scales burned into the wooden sides. Curiously, no fishing rods are offered; if a recruit requests one, they will be given a strange look, but the harbormaster will acquiesce. Due to the rough seas, the passage between Komo and the other islands is still inaccessible. Contestants are reminded to stay behind the reefs or venture east toward open ocean for their quarry. It’s only when the contest begins that the quarry in question is actually announced . . . Sharks. You are fishing sharks. And, judging by the lack of equipment (or the puny fishing rod you requested), you’re expected to do this by hand. The tiny deer people don’t seem bothered by this predicament at all: the goal is to catch the biggest shark, by length and poundage. Better not embarrass yourself in front of the locals. GET PUMPED Mettaton has announced over the jewelry that he will be hosting a celebration in tandem with the fishing contest, in order to help the native Nalawi and the ALASTAIR recruits get to know each other better. This includes singing, dancing, and all sorts of different performances -- and, of course, reporting on the actual fishing. If you aren’t the fishing type or maybe you just need a break from chasing sharks around, this is a good chance to bust a move and show your teammates how you can get down -- or just sit back and watch! It’s bound to be entertaining one way or another. Plot for the stage here! Olivia will be the final performer in the showcase. Anyone who witnesses her dancing may feel themselves super-charged by the spectacle . . . with possibly unexpected results! Characters may feel even more determined to win the fishing contest, or perhaps they’ll take this surge of optimism to help rebuild some of Komo’s destroyed buildings before the day winds down into night. THE FEAST After the fishing contest, the sharks will be collected and prepared. Grilled shark, fried shark, shark caviar, and shark jerky from the results of last year’s contest. There are fruits and vegetables and breads available as well, but if you want some protein, you’d better go native. During the feast, some of the Nalawi perform dances and song. The subjects range from their goddess Nalanni to love songs. Want to show off your talents again? Now’s the time! Or, if you’d prefer to step away from the excitement, the beach is quiet and empty, and the baths are unoccupied since the whole of Komo is at the gathering. As the feast winds down, the Nalawi will pass around their very potent alcohol for a toast to Komo’s health. Someone shouts, interrupting, wondering what good that will do if Nalanni has abandoned them. Concerned murmuring fills the gathering, spoiling the mood. ALASTAIR recruits may attempt to put them at ease -- otherwise, the feast will disperse on a sour note. OOC INFO If you would like your character to win the fishing contest, please sign up below. You must thread out fishing in order to participate in the drawing. There will be only one winner, decided by RNG. The winner will be contacted on April 1st. The prize is a necklace of shark’s teeth, which has a one-use spell that will make all sharks in a one mile radius sleep for 30 seconds. <b>PLAYER:</b> Name <b>CHARACTER:</b> Name <b>USERNAME:</b> <user name=username>

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[strictdiscipline]

[She lets him lead, silent for the moment, taking in and mulling over his words. The bright glow of Olivia's spell has faded somewhat, sharpening the sour tint to his voice. But a spark remains behind, the desire to prove those words wrong, or at the very least find some alternative.

The music in the background dulls as she focuses on him, eyes searching his face.]

But there is kindness here, and kindness in you.

[respired]

For now, perhaps.

[ He slows down, such that they're not truly dancing anymore--more like swaying gently in time to the music. ]

But beyond this night--who can say?

[ He smiles at her, but it's wistful; pained. This ease will not last. This spell will break. ]

[strictdiscipline]

[In light of his explanation from days prior - and the pained expression on his face - her opinion of him shifts, away from dark suspicion and betrayal to a softer but more sustained ache, hurt on his behalf rather than her own.

He's right. Beyond this night, everything will vanish and she'll retreat back to her usual stiff-lipped self. But they have a few hours yet, and a few sparks of Olivia's enchantment remaining. So—she musters up one more smile, tightens her fingers around his own.]

Then you'd best make the most of this night and dance.

[Don't let her down now.]

[respired]

[ It's rare that someone willingly gives him their hand. Much rarer still that they would curl their fingers in, that they would secure the connection in any way, for any longer than necessary. Ephemeral though this moment might be, Koltira feels gratified. He squeezes Riza's hands. ]

I expect you're right.

[ And so he leads her out onto the sand, falling back into practiced steps, into a careful back and forth. A dip there; a spin there. All with an energy like he hasn't had since he walked free in the forests of his homeland.

In other words: the night continues for as long as it can, and he does not disappoint. ]