NOVEMBER MINGLE.

[lasteden]

STARS WHICH FALL FROM THE SKIES... WHO. Everyone. WHERE. Inside the White Moon. WHEN. November 1 - 15. WHAT. Mingling and exploration. WARNINGS. None for now. FOR THE NEWLY AWAKENED. You are asleep. The dreamscape ripples, resolves into a vision of a foreign land, and then a world of pure white. There is the sensation of rising through deep water, and then you find yourself in a room of white marble. Your items may be set on the floor around you, or you could have arrived bare-handed - whichever it is, you'll soon be addressed by a couple of tired-looking people in white coats. It seems they're as confused as you are. Upon receiving an introduction to the White Moon and choosing your faction, you will be allowed to leave the Sanctum - but there will also be an announcement made later on in the afternoon to all of the Moon's foreigners. Will you attend? COLLECT AND RENEW. Those who do attend will be ushered into one of the Sanctum's meeting halls, where Lucius waits with a woman in green by his side. The Empress and Wintersmith have arrived as well, taking their places to the side of the room - one austere, the other radiating a chill that befits his name. "Good afternoon, everyone. Thanks to your help, we've been able to assess the condition of the terminal. In the best interests for the Moon, it will be decommissioned permanently. We need to retrieve the crystals still inside it, and transport it back here." Now, the Wintersmith speaks: "Crystals are a unique type of substance in this world. They have the capability to store a great deal of energy within themselves, so they were chosen to power the environmental systems here. They are however a limited resource, so we need to conserve as much as we can. Understood?" The Empress shoots him a glance, though her manner remains placid as ever. "I will assist all that I can. If you have any queries, we are here to answer." What will you do? ADMIN. Welcome to Last Eden's November monthly mingle! It is intended as a catch-all for threads that are not put in log posts. New characters are encouraged to use this post as an 'intro log' of sorts, for prompts both in the Sanctum and around the Moon. Please direct any questions about this log to the OOC post here. The faction leaders (or their stand-ins, for Blood and Light) will be available to interact with upon arrival. To thread with them, tag in to the NPC toplevel and mention who you would wish to thread with. If you wish to have your character meet them later on in the month, please submit this to either the interaction turn-in on the OOC post, or contact the mods to arrange it.

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[whatsina_name]

Yeah, that's not terrible in terms of time jumps. But even that is a little bit unusual for Phillip. "That... doesn't make sense," he says simply- he can't even blame much of a difference on time zones.

He looks over at Lottie, shrugging. "Well, that's 'cause I'm not. At least, not on purpose."

[ordinarycitizen]

"I wouldn't say that, but it certainly means that something more than a mundane kidnapping has happened here." And she can't quite keep the worry out of her voice at that, because there is just too much of it. This is bad, whatever "this" is.

Lottie does seem worried by the things her Mum says, but she's also still on track with trying to figure Phillip out, and that distracts her some from the scary parts of the conversation.

"But all Americans are tourists." All Americans she's ever met, anyway.

[whatsina_name]

"Are any kidnappings truly mundane?" Phillip replies dryly, trying to not think too hard about that. They certainly aren't in his experience, but then almost nothing in his life is normal or mundane.

Phillip has to make a concerted effort not to snort. She's a baby, be nice. "Maybe when you see them. People aren't tourists all the time, though. Just when they're visiting some place to be one."