Sabra La Tau

Who: DelPavo + the Gentleman
Where: Geardorm
When: Day 298, evening
What: Futility

[The door to the dorm is open, there are drinks laid out on the table, and Rapunzel is singing a slow funeral hymn Tide taught her.]

Who: Erik, Charles
Where: Lepus
When: Day 291, early evening
What:

[There is no flavour text I can write by now that makes any of this new or exciting. Except that Erik has a bag with him this time. What a twist.

Knocking at the tower door!]

Who: The Gentleman, anyone
Where: Sitting on top of Apus
When: Day 288, evening
What: Chilling, RIGHT OUT IN THE OPEN

[A dapper, elderly man sits on the edge of the Apus dorms roof. He doesn't seem overly remarkable past his presence... a well tended hat and immaculate suit, polished dress shoes... but there's something about him that ... makes him hard to look directly AT.

He has a rather fancy, bottled beer sitting next to him, and is idly pulling on a fishing pole now and then. The line is... down into the hole that swallowed Cygnus.

He's humming a rather cheerful ditty, as if it was a fine day for fishing.]

Who: Erik
Where: ???
When: Day 287, early
What: ???

[Out this far, it's not something that your eyes can tell anymore. There's no real difference between the consuming dark of curfew and the endless dark of a place where no light touches at all. But it's something you can feel. Something pulls back away from you and you can feel the metal under your feet, comforting and reminding you, somehow that yes, you do still exist past the bruises and dull ache of walking. There's a WORLD and it's not just you. You can hear water, the comforting sharpness of your own footfalls on rock.

More importantly.. the ground stills. No more of the gentle rocking, soft and firm sometimes, ground mushy and unpleasant others. Sometimes, it's nice to just pretend you've gone crazy.

Of course, when you finally see light, a soft, wispy green glow.. you might think that you really HAVE finally done it.]

Who: Parrot, Mikazuki, Edge
Where: Abandoned City
When: Day 276, noon
What: Good decisions

[Parrot is in such a GREAT MOOD today. Surely, he can do all the things he wants. And that is the thought that crosses his mind as he walks past the abandoned city, pauses, and decides 'sure, why not now?']

Who: Hydracula
Where: SKULLCRUSHER MOUNTAIN
When: Day 275, Late evening
What: It's a party :)

[Inside Hydracula's, smoked meats and what little alcohol they saved for disinfecting have been laid out on a table.

Scowl's playing the piano again today; the door to the skull is still open for anyone who might be passing by to hear it. Anyone familiar with the ancient lands of Hydra might recognize the tune. It's a slow, solemn song at first. Low and deep. Steady as a heartbeat. And as the melody continues on, lighter notes are slowly woven into it. The tempo gradually begins to pick up, and the morose quality to it begins to fade out, becoming the background to the bright and lively melody before finally fading out completely, leaving only the hopeful tune behind.

Other countries didn't often understand how it could've been a funeral dirge.]

Who: Delphinus
Where: Delphinus
When: Day 273, morning (probably going on until noon or afternoon)
What: We've had a wedding so now it's time for a funeral

[The large portions of meat from the hunt a few days ago are being thawed and fresh fish and vegetables and fruit are being prepared for a feast, though nothing has been put on a fire yet, as Link is still considering where they should even hold this feast...]