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MarinaNova NPCs ([info]marinanova_npc) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2016-02-29 07:36:00

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Entry tags::mary wesson, :mingle, aidan reilly, aigis, carl grimes, charlotte charles, euphemia li britannia, felix gaeta, han solo, haruka tenoh, ianto jones, jack harkness, james howlett/logan, kanji tatsumi, kaya, kazuki makabe, kija, kitty pryde (aoa), leia organa, link, lyle dylandy, malcolm reynolds, martha jones, mgann morzz, michiru kaiou, nathan harris, nico di angelo, pavel chekov (au), rebecca crane, sam winchester, sarah williams, soushi minashiro, spencer reid, spike, suzaku kururugi, ton phanan, trowa barton, victor frankenstein, yuuki kuran, yuuri shibuya, zero kiryuu

DAY 365 — Anniversary Festival Mingle

Happy Day 365, Marina Nova!


Hear ye, hear ye! Inmates, prisoners, fellow underwater dwellers! Lend me your ears and hands and actually just bring all of you because we're having a ye olde Renaissance Faire to celebrate a full year in this bubble under the sea!

The dome has of course been decked out appropriately. Flickering torches light the pathways, interspersed with larger bonfires that you can cosy up to with that special someone - or perhaps just a glass of honey mead. Pennant banners hang across the gates and along the buildings, sporting the proud coat of arms of the prison (a lot of purple and octopi, for some reason) and many of the clothing stores offer time-appropriate options for those of you who still knows how to have fun. The kiosk has even been re-imagined into a castle.

Many areas within the dome has activities to partake in and, if you're skilled or lucky or both, prizes to win!


Sector 5 Gamegrounds: What better way to show your bravery than by participating in a series of tests of strength and cunning? Sector 5 provides the inmates with a chance to try such varied sports as varpa, caber tossing, ring toss or the very dignified sport of rövkrok, a type of wrestling that requires skill as well as no sense of shame. Not tough enough for you? There are also friendly foam weapons and armor available for those who want to engage in a chivalrous bout of hand to hand combat, test your archery skills — or maybe convince another prisoner to give you a piggyback ride and go jousting!

Competitors that do well enough and show outstanding bravery may be rewarded with a handful of rehab points, or a personalized pennant — or maybe a kiss from the lord or lady of your choosing!

Less violent activities: Not into skewering your neighbors on spears? Maybe you'd rather relax with a game of knucklebones, pick up sticks or Nine Men's Morris. Boards and instructions are readily available in several areas. If you're more creatively inclined there's also activity tables on offer where you can create your own coat of arms, bind yourself a flower crown or learn the art of illumination.

Food: The food carts in sector 0 are now carrying food fit for the occasion. Whole roasted pigs and poultry, wild rabbit in plum sauce, thick beef stews smelling of rich saffron, roasted vegetables (no potatoes here, no sir!) and cream-stewed cabbage for the vegetarians among us. If you're still hungry there's saffron pancake, ginger and clove cookies or bread pudding with raisins for dessert. There's plenty of mulled wine, honey mead, foaming beer, honeyd applewater and lingonberry juice to wash it down with. Enjoy!

Dance: As is custom, there will be a dance at the beach at the end of the day. Great fires will roar and a band of robots will strike up music suitable for dancing! Dress up in your finest satin and velvet, brush the extrement off your shoes and grab a partner!



Enjoy!


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[info]forceful
2016-03-13 05:18 am UTC (link)
Without acting like he doesn't know the first thing about her.

That does well to knock her down a peg or two and lower some of those automatic defenses, reminding her that this is Han. He gets it — gets her. Even when she doesn't want him to, he always seems to find a way to get under her skin and understand her almost as if he's doing it just to spite her. It's frustrating.

(She's thankful for it. Grateful for him. Still sorry that she even contemplated for a moment being with someone other than this awkward ex-smuggler who can't dance or leg wrestle.)

"But you don't know the Force," she points out, though her tone has softened considerably. "And neither do I. That's the problem. I didn't mean to do that," a gesture towards the dance floor, "yet I did. It happened, and I made it happen without doing anything to make it happen. Do you understand?"

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-13 06:15 pm UTC (link)
They've got something like an equal exchange of getting under each other's skin. She's been doing it to him since they met.

"Instinct," which doesn't mean he understands, but he's trying to be supportive. A better version of supportive than he was when she saw Anakin's ghost, and he is steering her further away from the dance floor and toward food. "Would've kept you from getting dropped, if I'd been worse at that than I was."

That last part is admitted with a grimace he is only capable of when admitting he's wrong.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-13 07:05 pm UTC (link)
And he hasn't? It's not her fault he didn't have a better plan and the best she could come up with on such short notice was to jump in a garbage shoot. At least she got them away from the blaster fire. They certainly would've met a swifter end otherwise; one that the droids would've been unable to save them from.

"Instinct," she bites back, allowing him to guide her steps. "Instinct doesn't help me. It needs to be controlled, not something that only happens when I think I'm about to get dropped. Trying this... Making an attempt to open myself up to this power that I have was supposed to be something I did little by little." She sighs. "But it seems like ever since I allowed that door to open, it won't shut."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-13 07:55 pm UTC (link)
Less the garbage chute (he will always be both sore and amused at that story) and more the biting comments about how he only cares about money.

"Guess this means we'll just have to improvise."

Not helpful at all, but anything else he could say about how Luke should've been here to help her through this thing Han can only barely grasp would be worse.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-13 08:35 pm UTC (link)
Hey, don't hold that against her when it was difficult to tell whether he had a heart or not. Especially when he was trying his damnedest to appear like he didn't.

"With what? I already tried asking Reid. His vid knowledge in that regard is vague at best."

Vague and entirely unhelpful. She valued his knowledge, but a Jedi Knight, he was not. He couldn't tell her how to use the Force, only what she was supposed to do with it. Being around a telepath like John Young had helped her to open her mind to the thoughts and feelings of others, but at the end of the day, the only help Leia had was instinct. She was going to have to learn to trust it, to let the Force itself guide her.

Something about surrendering herself to it was utterly terrifying.

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-14 04:22 am UTC (link)
Right now he's trying his damnedest to keep things from blowing apart any worse than just being trapped in this place. And keeping his flares of jealousy from scorching anything valuable.

"Maybe stop acting like someone in here is gonna know what to do." Granted, someone here might be able to help. Someone that knows how whatever it is she does works, someone that knows something similar. However, Han is betting against that person being Reid.

He's a smart guy, from what he's seen, but he's not a Jedi.

"You think I can't help?"

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[info]forceful
2016-03-14 05:46 pm UTC (link)
He has a point, yet—

"Regardless of you may rightfully feel about him, he's an invaluable source of information and that is something I cannot ignore."

There's a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach like a hard weight knotted together with dread; a deep sense of knowing that had Reid not told of her mother's identity it would be a long time before it was ever made known to her.

Leia reaches for his hand, squeezes palm. "I didn't say that. You're helping more than you know just by being here."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-14 06:10 pm UTC (link)
Yeah, yeah, invaluable source of information. Just perfect that the guy they can't ignore, the one that knows so much about them, about her, is the one that kissed her. Han rolls his eyes, thankful he can do it while looking up and she won't notice it, but he squeezes her hand as he turns to look at her.

"I can do more than that, you know." Still, it's nice to hear he's doing something right, even if it's just existing. It's just too low a bar to have met to make him feel terribly accomplished.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-14 08:55 pm UTC (link)
"Your presence is soothing."

She says it, but her voice sounds a little too much like her brother's to her ears. (Or maybe it was the faint, unknowing echo of something someone else in her family had once said.)

"Don't allow that ego of yours to undermine how important that is."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-14 09:04 pm UTC (link)
That's not what he expected to hear, at all. Soothing? No, that's not Han. He's the annoying thorn in her side that doesn't deserve her, the guy that pisses her off by reminding her she's human and needs people. None of that is what he'd call 'soothing' in the slightest.

He doesn't even take the time to preen about the compliment.

"No," and he sounds kind of uncomfortable under the weight of her assessment, "wouldn't dream of it."

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[info]forceful
2016-03-15 12:33 am UTC (link)
Way to make her feel stupid for saying it. She should've kept a comment like that to herself.

Leia drops his hand and continues on briskly without him.

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-15 01:25 am UTC (link)
Not his intention, it just takes a minute to settle into the idea of being soothing. He's not sure where he screwed up, but the way she pulls away from him immediately tells him he managed it somehow.

"Hey," and he catches up easily and grabs her hand. "Would you stop doing that?"

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[info]forceful
2016-03-15 01:29 am UTC (link)
She's filled with the sudden urge to take a swing at him, but has the presence of mind to realize that impulse is misplaced. Much like on Hoth, Han is just the easiest target. The only one willing to be a target, and one that will fire back and won't allow her to retreat when she's decided she's had enough before a conversation is truly over.

Force, she's missed him.

"You're infuriating."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-15 01:49 am UTC (link)
"No, I'm soothing, remember?"

Probably not the best choice of words at the moment (what was it she'd said about his ego?), but it's too late to take it back now. Han does, however, keep a firm grip on her hand. He's done with all the kriffing running off she's trying to do. There's nowhere for either of them to go when they storm off now, so what's the point?

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[info]forceful
2016-03-15 01:52 am UTC (link)
"Oh, shut up," she tells him, lifting the hand he's not holding to swat at his chest. "Infuriating and insufferable."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-15 01:59 am UTC (link)
He feigns hurt, then steers her to keep walking.

"C'mon. No one's ever said I was soothing before. Especially not you."

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[info]forceful
2016-03-15 02:02 am UTC (link)
"You most certainly are not," she points out, jabbing a finger into his arm for emphasis as they walk. "But your presence is. You're familiar. Comforting. A warm, welcoming spot in a sea of strange coldness. I can feel—"

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-15 02:42 am UTC (link)
There's a lot of ways for that sentence to end, if Han thinks about it too much. She can feel Luke being gone, she's said as much. And there's plenty she can probably feel with the Force now that that's a thing.

"Feel what?"

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[info]forceful
2016-03-15 03:00 am UTC (link)
"What you do — when I pay attention, I can feel it, too. Sometimes when I don't."

She leans into him slightly as the hand he's not holding comes to rest in the crook of his elbow.

"How much you hate this place. How jealous you are, even when you try hard not to be. The agitation, the frustration, the helplessness... But I can also feel how you love me. I can't explain to you what being able to feel that in someone else and know that they're feeling it for you is like. It's silly, but that's the most soothing thing in the world right now."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-15 03:34 am UTC (link)
There's a spike of anxiety, sudden and gone just as quickly, at the concept of her getting inside his head. Except really, it's not like she's getting inside anywhere. More like he's broadcasting on her comm frequency.

Besides, if anyone has a right to know what's in his head, it's her.

"Oh," and he squeezes her hand and remembers, with stark clarity, that he still has that crown on his head. "Doesn't sound silly to me."

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