028-029 » the winds of change

[villagemod]

WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central Mathias.
WHEN: Days 028-029
WHAT: A town meeting is called.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. PM this account to have a warning added!
NOTES: Plotting post over here!

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DAY 028
SOMETHING ON THE WIND
Another day dawns in the fair town of Mathias. The sky is a blanket of light grey, tiny specks of snow lightly falling as the hours pass. It makes the town feel almost quaint, the scenery quite peaceful in its winter garb. But beneath the veneer of peace there is a pervasive dread of something approaching. Something inevitable is on the wind, something that has come before and will come again...

Throughout the day, residents will consistently experience feelings of deja vu, that sense of having done or seen or said something before that can never be fully recalled. It happens again and again, tugging at the back of their minds, the memories just frustratingly out of reach.

Residents will also notice a note pinned around town:




The note can be found on the town hall's bulletin board and the front doors of many town establishments, including the Grey Gull, the library, and the boarding house. At the bottom of the note it is specified that the meeting will take place "tomorrow, when the sun is over the town square."


NEW ARRIVALs
The newest arrivals to Mathias will wake on the frozen lawn of the town hall atop a snowdrift. They had best hurry inside and get warmed up before hypothermia sets in.

DAY 029
A GATHERING OF MINDS
In the late afternoon when the sun hangs over the town square, residents will converge upon the Town Hall, where a larger meeting room has been filled with rows of chairs. After most people arrive, John Constantine stands and addresses the room... and then sits again. A grand introduction, truly.

Residents are encouraged to share their experiences and information they have gathered in the town while holding questions until the end. Rather than getting tangled in the intricacies of each person's tale, it seems better to absorb the broad strokes and try to connect the puzzle pieces to get a look at the bigger picture that is the mystery of Mathias Township.


THE INEVITABLE
As the meeting comes to an end and residents begin to converse among themselves, the feeling of something approaching and sense of deja vu begin to build, becoming almost oppressive as night falls. An hour after nightfall, residents learn the reason for these sensations that cease immediately as the earth begins to rumble. The buildings shake, furniture tumbles, and breakables crash to the floor as the earthquake sets in without warning.

The tremors last around a minute, far longer than a normal earthquake, and then the town settles again. There are no aftershocks, which many may note is quite unusual. Residents will find quite a bit of mess in their homes and other locations around town, but there is no structural damage to be found despite the intense shaking.

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CONDITIONS UPDATE

— THE WEATHER is fairly typical of a northern winter. The sky is grey, the temperature hovers just below freezing during the day (colder at night), and a light snow falls during both days. Residents should bundle up when going outside and not venture too far into the dark night...

— THE FOG remains blocking the paths in the forest, urging residents to stay huddled within the town proper, and it also now blocks the northern section of town, beginning just before where residents know the chasm in the earth to be. Venturing into the fog is ill-advised.

— DISAPPEARANCES continue with Sherlock Holmes being the latest victim of the town's unsettling whims.

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OOC NOTES

— TOWN MEETING STRUCTURE The town meeting section of the log is designed for characters to share any information they would like to with the other residents in attendance. ICly, characters should "hold questions until the end" with the intent that they can get the Big Picture first and connect any dots they see. OOCly, this means players should post their character's information sharing tag in the Meeting section, but the actual conversation about whatever they share happens after the meeting proper in the Mingle section. That way, these conversations can happen however players prefer, be that one-on-one or in small or large groups.

— HOUSING Please be sure your character's housing arrangements are up to date on our list. We're missing a few people and it really helps to know where everyone is for planning. Frequent updates for wandering characters are perfectly acceptable.

— THE BULLETIN BOARD has been updated. Players should note there is a change to the wall near the board that may be of great interest to some residents.

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[aprofoundbond]

[Castiel smiles, mostly to himself, at Claire's words; they mean more to him than he can rightfully express beyond gratefully accepting the glass she offers to him and lifting it up in a sort of toast, clinking his glass with hers when she does so.]

Here's to speaking truths, and finding new paths in a new place.

[He feels it's a worthy addition; they may not ever be able to escape Mathias, Castiel realizes. But that doesn't mean that they can't forge new ways forward regardless. And he's very much grateful for having his family here, all of them.

He takes a sip of his drink a moment later. The taste is...interesting. And it burns down his throat. But that doesn't stop Castiel from drinking more of it.]

Huh. That's interesting. And Dean made this, did he?

[A moment later, he realizes something about what Claire told him earlier.] Claire, is there...someone here you like?

[waywardsister]

Yeah, Dean made it.

[ Claire winces as her sip goes down. She has no idea if it's good or bad for something hacked together on the guy's own merits, but hey, it gets the job done and hasn't killed anyone yet. So as far as alcohol goes, good measure.

Castiel's question, to her credit, doesn't make her blush.

It does, however, make her bite her lip, gaze skittering away like a nervous little animal as Claire fidgets where she sits, her entire body language going from deliberately relaxed to something a little smaller - a little younger. ]

What? No. Don't be ridiculous. This place is basically packed to the brim with old dudes. Like, really old.

[ Her comment was more about Kaia. Her reaction is more about the here and now, though, about things Claire's felt sitting in her chest. ]

[aprofoundbond]

[There's something to be said for drinking the fruits of one's labor, or, in this case, the fruits of other people's labor, particularly when that other person is Dean. Castiel smiles to himself, almost out of instinct, at this point, hearing Dean's name in connection with whatever form of alcohol it is they're drinking.

Claire's reaction to his question catches his attention. He sips again from his drink, arching an eyebrow at the way she fidgets and bites her lip. He does have to laugh at her description of those currently populating Mathias at the moment.]

You're not wrong there. Us older dudes do seem to make up an overwhelming amount of the population here.

But that's beside the point. What's on your mind, Claire?

[He's tempted to tease her, the way she's ribbed him over liking Dean. But he also doesn't want to pressure her, or cause her to feel guilty in anyway over her own feelings; he wants her to be able to confide in him, if she feels comfortable enough to do so.]

[waywardsister]

Claire narrows her eyes, somewhere on the pricpe between relaxed and defensive. She doesn't like talking about these things, doesn't like to be on the emotionally vulnerable end of a conversation. So she downs the rest of her drink, motions for Cas to do the same, and pours them both more alcohol.

We're too sober for this shit. Question, though. So you're like. I mean, I remember what you felt like. Totally not even really human - I mean, just... light and energy, right. But obviously, you've grown beyond that. You have feelings and shit. So, how did you know? With Dean, I mean. How'd you know it's love?

[aprofoundbond]

[Claire downs her drink, indicates for Castiel to do the same, and so he does, the alcohol burning its way to his stomach. He's sure he'll come to regret drinking like this, given that his angelic abilities are altered here.

When she asks about how and when he knew he loves Dean, Castiel lets out a long, low breath. If he weren't on his way to inebriation, he isn't certain he could discuss this as freely as he will now.]

It took me a long time to be able to name what I feel for Dean. I doubted and questioned everything; I didn't understand why Dean means more to me than others, what about that difference really distinguished between familial love and romantic.

But one day, I just knew. The truth of my feelings hit me, like a pie to the face, as Dean might say. I felt as though I were seeing the sun for the first time. It was... terrifying, admittedly. But also liberating.

[waywardsister]

Like a pie to the face...?

[ Claire snorts, an undignified but amused sound. ]

Alright, a poet you are not.

[ She tops off their glasses, then just holds her drink for a moment, thinking about... well. About herself. About Ellie, about Kaia. About being teased in high school for not having a boyfriend, figuring out something about herself slowly but surely, and then throwing herself headfirst into hunting to avoid doing something about the things she figured out. ]

Dean's a good dude, far as dudes go. Won't pretend I get the appeal, but I mean... I don't know, guess I hope he gets his shit together with you, y'know? I mean, if he doesn't, there's always the alcohol. Just...

[ Claire frowns a little. ]

Like sure, give him some time to figure himself out, but y'know. Don't let him come back for more make out sessions until he's sure. You deserve that respect, too, y'know.