Who: Everyone
Where: Mostly Districts 2 and 3
When: 20th September
Summary: In light of the new district reopening, there's still a lot to do! This log is open to everyone if they want to see what else is going on in the city, or help with some important tasks.
Warnings: Inbox death may occur. System overload at own risk. SOME NPC RESPONSES WILL BE SLOW UNTIL THE ONE WHO PLAYS THEM IS PRESENT.
I'm only happy when it rains...
Some of the natives have been busy. There's a little stand set up in the plaza that wasn't there before. They have minions, too: people with clipboards are assaulting recent arrivals on the street with requests. It seems that most of the employees are helping with the district reopening, and that means everyone else is incredibly understaffed.
But wait! Don't walk away! If your character helps with some of the chores around the city, they'll get a little money added to their stipend, as well as a coupon to the new store opening today in District 3.
District 2
Residents will be asked to help hang up tiny twinkling lights in the trees lining the streets, nothing so fancy as during the summer festival but something with lasting power throughout the oncoming rainfall. There are water fountains that need to be insulated, gigantic mountains of leaves that should be disposed of, and plants requiring trimming.
District 3
In addition to the winterization chores going on in the second district, the shopping district has their own problems to take care of. Large potted plants need to be moved inside-- that's a job for physically fit characters-- and little tents need to be taken down. Oh, and they need lights in the trees here, too.
New Store
There is a lot of excitable chattering surrounding the new store on the main shopping street. The sign is currently covered in plastic and unreadable.
Boxes
Near the water, groups of trees, or small parks, characters might stumble upon a group of canvas-covered boxes and someone desperately looking for help with them. There are a lot, after all.
YOU MAY NOW REPLY. Thank you for your patience!
NPCs will pop into the last two sections. Otherwise, comment and threadjack at will.
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[M'gann doesn't fully buy what he says, at the moment...But she'll also humor him as well as she can. This is a lot better than old emotional scars, and M'gann is more than happy to keep her hug up for a little longer. Once he speaks normally, she convinces her arms that it's okay to relax and give him a little breathing space.]
"N...Not really. I only heard that by accident, and I didn't want to pry any deeper."
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[That he can say without affectation. Still a little wary, but again, both of the Batgirls know. This is... he's not sure if it's the right thing to do, but it's the fair one. It's the one that puts him back in control of the flow of information, and it's the one that'll allow them to interact with others more easily in a group.]
Well, Richard, actually, but that's for official formalities only. I sign it, that's about it. I don't mind if you use it. I mean, I have to introduce myself to people in civvies, too.
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"I-I think it's a nice name,"
[It's not QUITE up there with Megan and Conner as far as Earth names go, but still nice. M'gann is sincere enough when she gives that compliment, and when she continues.]
"And I won't tell anyone, not unless you tell them first. It's your call, after all."
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Who just piled up a bunch of leaves and left them here, and why does she feel the sudden urge to jump into them?
Can't remember the last time she did something that silly, at least not since leaving camp for the quest. Sure would be easy to get the drop on her right then...]
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He smirks slowly, and glances at M'gann over his glasses again. He looks even more diabolical with his eyes able to convey the barely-suppressed glee.]
Looks like someone needs a push to, uh, relive -- or even just live, like us -- their childhoods.
Maybe use a little telekinesis to... help them along?
[He nods towards Piper.]
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[She's got this, after a moment of confusion. M'gann stands on the edge of the roof, glancing down and then smiling when she realizes who it is.]
"Hey, I know her! I'd love to help her out."
[And M'gann does seem to think she's doing a favor as she raises a hand, and motions to the leaves below. They give a soft rustle before a few of them lift up, and in a scene that looks like it belongs in an animated family film start to move around Piper in a whirlwind. (Granted, one without a lot of wind, which might look and feel a bit odd.) There's a look of intense concentration on M'gann's face as she does that, before trying to give the leaves, and maybe Piper by extension, the gentlest nudge towards the leaves.
...Or at least she tries to make it gentle. But controlling that many components isn't easy, and she might make it a harsher push than she originally intended.]
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Relax, Piper, they're just leaves.
And then there was that whole Disney Pocahontas moment going on there, and at first she was surprised, taking a step back and turning-]
What in the gods na-?!
[And then she was really surprised and, well, what happened next wasn't much of a surprise itself. She was feeling a little weak to start with and then the force of M'gann's nudge sent her stumbling. Backwards, into the leaf pile with an undignified yelp.
At least she didn't go flailing like a mad woman, but she DID go for her dagger, expecting a malicious wind nymph to pop up at any moment. Though it was a little hard to hit something that wasn't there. Gods this would be embarrassing, being taken down by a leaf monster in some weird cuddle prison, of all places.]
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[ohgodohgodohgod
Dick's hands both slam over his mouth, but it's futile. He tries to hold it in for just a brief second but he's weak, and he just bubbles up, almost a groan of giggles, before coalescing into actual hysterics.]
Should... see your face...
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"Did we help?"
[M'gann calls down hopefully, leaning over the edge to look down and wave at Piper.]
"I tried to make sure it was…'Enchanting' is supposed to be the right word, I think-?"
[That's as far as she gets when she hears Robin laughing, and glances over at him with a look of 'what are you doing?' Which vanishes when she considers that earlier glint in his eye. Now she just looks put out with him. And isn't fully sure whether she should yell 'Robin!' or 'Dick' at him in exasperation...So she settles for just frowning.]
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I tried to make sure it was... 'Enchanting' is supposed to be the right word, I think-?
... M'gann?
The force stops, the leaves dropping all around her, and the worst Piper is left with is that itchy, scratchy sensation where her skin is exposed. She takes a second to catch her breath and locate the voices, eyes opened fractionally wider. She DOES know those voices, and now she feels incredibly stupid for whipping out her dagger on a bunch of leaves. It doesn't take a genius to discern their dynamic just now, though it would help immensely if she were closer or had the full story.
She moves to get up, swatting leaves out of her hair and off of her clothes. She chooses her words very carefully, given she can barely keep the embarrassment out of her tone.]
I think I missed the memo... [She mumbles, face somewhat flushed as she sheaths Katoptris.]
Glad your friend there got a laugh, at least. [She sends him a look.]
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Was more going for fun than enchanting, but it wouldn't be the first miscommunication in the history of ever.
No memo. You just looked like you could use a little fun.
[And he's just glad not to be talking about himself anymore. Yes.]
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[She looks away from Robin and down at Piper as she says that, still not looking exactly pleased with the situation...And making sure to keep her features schooled into that almost-but-not-really-Batman-level stony and displeased look. She's about ready to give him a shove off the roof and into the leaves as well; turn about being fair play and all. It's just the distance that makes her stop short of actually doing that. Even if he IS an acrobat, it's a long way to fall.]
Unintentionally charmspeaking Dick with permission from Kaley!
Give her a second to pick some leaves out from under the collar of her shirt.]
Sorry. I don't mean to sound like a wet blanket. [She doesn't feel quite right, though, and Dick might notice that the next comment seems a little more compelling than it would have been coming from anyone else. Of course, seeing as her powers are a little weaker than usual he might not have any problem shaking it off-]
Are you guys going to come down here to talk?
Wile E. Coyote time go!
Not that M'gann would throw knives.
She tends to prefer great mounds of Earth ripped directly out of the ground.
...That is not better.
So he's paying strict attention when he hears the voice, and really, it's not such a bad idea. He'd just jumped down there a second ago, right?
But the leaves have dissipated since then; there's no real pile to land in. And he doesn't take the time to brace himself, or prepare for a landing, and it's not exactly a long drop.]
Good idea.
[And off the building he walks.]
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That glare gets traded out for a horrified look as Robin takes a step off the building. She can't see anything controlled or practiced in that fall, and how he expects to break it with a less than substantial leaf pile, M'gann doesn't know.]
"ROBIN!"
[She also doesn't think; she reacts by snapping her hand out and telekinetically grabbing onto him before he even reaches the halfway point between the roof and the ground. And then stares over the edge of the roof at him in utter confusion and bewilderment.]
'What are you doing!?'
[In a moment of panic, she also shoots that question directly into his head, at a high volume usually reserved for frantic moments in missions.]
okay i'm taking this for dramatic flow I HOPE THAT IS OKAY
I-I don't know.
[He gasps, sweat beading on his forehead when he gets a look at the distance between the ground and himself. He looks up at M'gann, then down at Piper with his own confusion and bewilderment, and M'gann might feel a dim echo of the same darkness she sensed earlier.]
Felt like-- felt like Queen Bee, almost. Or what I imagine Queen Bee to feel like.
PERFECTLY OKAY and I'm sorry this is so late.
Oh gods, I'm- I'm so sorry!
[She almost croaks it out, her throat feels tight and her heart is hammering. Oh gods of Olympus she just nearly got someone killed...! Maybe- JUST MAYBE -she should start taking this physical contact quota more seriously- MUCH more seriously.]
YOU'RE ALL FINE.
[Her adrenaline is still hammering, making that question less accusatory and more bewildered...Though she certainly looks ready for a fight or frenzied action, from the way she's tensed on the building ledge. M'gann keeps looking between Robin and Piper, before that apology finally sinks in, and her heart beat begins to die down.]
"I-I mean...Okay, that was an accident, right?"
[Piper did say she was sorry. That shouldn't translate into 'and I'm going to keep making people walk off roofs' as far as M'gann knows. So she can lower Robin the rest of the way-
At least until he reaches the top of the leaf pile. THEN, her telekinesis abruptly turns off, leaving him to drop the rest of the way.]
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But there were leaves. And he can see his culpability in this.
So he stands quickly, just brushing the leaves off aaaaaaand pointedly not looking at M'gann. No.]
Sounds-- sounds like it was an accident.
[But try as he might, he can't quite shake the creeping willies up his spine.]
Felt like I-- like I'd lost control of myself.
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That's because you kind of did.
[She almost muttered it, almost, not looking him in the eye.]
That's my power. I'm a daughter of Aphrodite. It's called charmspeak- but I wasn't doing it on purpose! [And she's mildly frustrated that she apparently can't control it now- so she's picking her words cautiously.]
It's been a while since I touched someone. I guess my powers are doing that destabilizing thing they told us about. I'm sorry.
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[She's not sure if she can say it's okay, and be truthful about it. (Even if seeing Robin alright eased that initial panic...And dropping him into the leaves WAS pretty satisfying.) M'gann hops off the roof and floats down the rest of the way, her feet rustling against a few stray leaves when she reaches the ground.]
"It didn't hurt anyone, at least? I didn't even know you had powers, or that you were a...A what you just said."
[She even holds out a hand as she says that. Because IF her powers are on the fritz, physical contact should help.]
"If they're slipping out of your control, then yes...Contact would be good."
[She also glances back at Robin as she speaks, and sends out a brief tendril of thought and concern towards him; a quiet, telepathic 'you okay?']
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[Forgive him if the pitch on that slowly rises. Also that he doesn't answer M'gann instantly.
Of course, Greek gods are not uncommon things. Atlanteans and Amazons both believe in them, and he knows from Diana that they're alive and well, but--]
So you're a... what's the term? Half-goddess? Demi-goddess?
I don't... remember Aphrodite having that power.
[Oh yeah, speaking of powers. He mentally puffs himself up, trying to project calm and a little bit of arrogance.
The words, less so.]
Fine. I've taken worse falls than that.
Hey, maybe I even learned something.
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I don't like using it, and people tend to look at you differently once they find out.
[Not without reason, she knows, but she still doesn't like advertising it.
She regards M'gann's hand and feels a mix of guilt and gratitude, then takes it as well as a small, short breath. Already she feels the difference. There's a low- sheepish sounding "Thanks." that follows.
Yeah. Visibly relaxing. Withdrawal sucks. This by comparison totally doesn't. Feeling better the longer the contact goes on.
Robin's response nearly made her roll her eyes, more because it had basically reminded her of her own and Leo's responses after she'd been claimed, too. Piper? You mean the tomboy that was trying to bring flannel jackets back in style, the one who used a pair of scissors to cut her own hair, who spent months at a wilderness camp for stealing a car- THAT Piper, a daughter of the goddess of beauty and love?? She hadn't been able to shake the nickname "beauty queen" from him after that, either.
Yeah.] Demigoddess, yes. [Her neck and face feel a little warm. Even in a group of three she doesn't like being the center of attention or conversational focus. She owes an explanation though.]
Well I don't remember anything about being able to speak perfect French and reading ancient Greek being any of her powers either, but I got that from her, too. With her it's not so much like... a power. It's just... the way she is. It's just the way she talks. [A light shrug.]
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[Now that she's got that confirmed, back to focusing on Piper. And trying really hard not to stare, but this is all quite interesting! Her own experience with Earth's god-like figures is...Pretty lacking, really. She knows about them mainly through hearing about Wonder Woman and a small bit of western culture osmosis...And that's about it. Her own pantheon, she's much more versed in.]
"I've never actually met a Demigoddess before...I don't think Wonderwoman quite counts, either."
[She can at least try to make polite conversation, though.]
"And I...I'm not entirely clear on all those...They are Greek, aren't they? But it doesn't seem so bad?"
[Maybe? Possibly? When it's not being used to accidentally get people to walk off roofs? She's trying to say something to try and relax the mood.]
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[He didn't want to think about it that much, either. His own experiences with religion were distant nowadays, but even he was raised Christian and accepting the Greek Pantheon still existed had been a challenge. He tried not to think about it too much.]
How does that work? Not that I'm an expert in Frankish linguistics, but Aphrodite's heyday pre-dated Frankish linguistics in general. We're talking Asterix and the Gauls here.
[French comic book. Look it up.]
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