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WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central/Southern Mathias
WHEN: Day 059-061
WHAT: Time returns to "normal" and Mathias grants a reprieve.
WARNINGS: (PM this account to have a warning added!)
NOTES: Plotting post over here! The next log will be posted the weekend of May 15th May 22nd.

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DAY 059-061
A BRIEF REPRIEVE
“There is no real ending. It’s just
the place where you stop the story.”
— Frank Herbert
Residents awake to a peaceful morning with the sun shining and earth remaining still. There is no unsettling shaking to rouse them at dawn, and time has continued moving onward as they slept. Whatever state they were in the night before, they remain that way now, for good or for bad.

On the surface, there seems to be little lasting effect on the tiny town from that strange series of days, save for the memories of any traumatic experiences residents may have faced — but there are always consequences within Mathias. The perpetrators of acts against the town are tormented by nightmares of those acts being used against them, and those who did not raise a hand to stop those acts of destruction may yet face consequences of their own. For now, however, the unwilling townspeople should do their best to rest and recover from the disturbing ordeals of late, for this reprieve from the madness shall surely be shortlived.




THE NEW ARRIVALS
The newest arrivals to Mathias will wake up on the beach near The Grey Gull. It's a bit chilly out with their wet clothes, but surely there's something to help warm them inside the restaurant. They may even find some alcohol within — and not just the cowboys' homemade moonshine.

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CONDITIONS UPDATE

— THE HISTORY MUSEUM has not fared well with the return of "normal" time. The once esteemed wooden building is now a charred ruin, the recent fire leaving behind little of the contents within for study. The structure is unstable and it is not wise to venture into the ruins for long.

— THE WEATHER conditions remain fairly typical for early fall: warm days and cool nights. It feels almost like spring arriving except that there fewer red and orange leaves on the ground and more of them oddly returning to the trees and slowly fading to green. It's like watching one of those nature documentaries that have a timelapse of the seasons, only it's going in reverse.

— THE FOG has retreated from some areas!

— Residents may now wander the southern stretch of the forest surrounding Mathias Township — it is possible to leave the paths but potentially unwise to do so.
— The fog has also retreated farther into the western section of town, now stretching across town between Stine Road and Shelley Drive. This has revealed the Chasm in the earth that stretches from one side of town to the other between Stine and Hill Lane.
— Access to the northern section of the forest is still blocked beginning a few dozen yards past the treeline; this section of fog will urge residents to stay huddled within the town proper by inducing a physical reaction of panic and fear.

— DEATHS & DISAPPEARANCES continue! Max Guevara has vanished into the fog. Claire Novak's body can be spotted on Day 059 facedown at the bottom of the Chasm between Hill and Stine, near Phillips Drive; by the morning of Day 060, her body will be gone. (Attempts may be made to reach her body but will likely not end well for those involved. Such attempts should be reported under Exploration.)

— ALCOHOL is still in Mathias! Just barely. (Supply is running very low after recent town events.) A small stock of beer and cheap wine may be found at the General Store, and some homes may have a small store of alcohol in the fridge or pantry. The Grey Gull was also restocked with its lower-end offerings of a variety of alcohol types. (Alcohol does not replenish as food does.)

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[thering]

She would have been fine on her own without him. She's been fine in the 27 years before he entered her life and she'll still be fine should he not be there for her one day. But these things... they're always easier to endure together, even if neither of them would have wished this fate upon the other.

"Listen," he starts, and it's painfully obvious that he's not a kind of man who's used to apologising. "I don't wanna lie to you, and say I didn't mean the things I'd said. But I didn't-- mean for the things I did say to come out the way they did." He's working his way up to it. Just give him a few more seconds. "I know we're not always-- the best, for each other," Not like Waverly and Nicole, but he doesn't want to bring other people into it.

"But my life has been better with you in it," he finishes earnestly. Her and Alice, but. He either doesn't want to talk about Alice or he's not ready to talk about Alice. "We could have a week where we're not tearin' each other apart. And I am sorry we didn't."

[bonified]

She would have managed on her own, yes, but Doc Holliday was someone she was quickly realizing she didn't want to live without. There was a dependence on him that she couldn't quite understand herself and while Xavier Dolls was a man that helped her be a better person, it was Doc who she felt the most comfortable around. They are too much alike, for better or for worse.

When Wynonna finishes, she spares a moment to look down again, reigning herself in and making sure there were no tears tonight. The overload of emotions was beginning to piss her off, but then there were some solid reasons as to why it was happening and that was something that would need to be ridden out.

Blue eyes come back to look at his face, listening as she's prompted to do even though that was just the way he talks, which incidentally was one of her favourite things about him; letting out a breath with an amused note at him telling her his life was better with her in it. At that moment, she wasn't so sure that was the whole truth, but the way he said it made her believe it.

"Me, too. Of all the days for this place to bring me in..." she says, looking at him apologetically but her default is always to resort to humour to some degree. After a moment she gets serious again. "I know I don't make things easy for you, Henry, and sometimes I wish you'd come to your senses because I'm not sure I'm worth it. You stay and I'm--"

Her voice almost fails her.

"Really glad that you do."

[thering]

She can blame it on the hormones. Nasty little buggers, he had said. Or the other him, who was still there with her, however that works. Safe to say, Doc would have understood regardless.

"I am staying, by your side," he says with a kind of conviction that Mathias has bestowed upon him. Whatever she might have said about him being there for her, he didn't feel as 'all in' as he had committed to being when the town pulled him in here. Maybe they didn't arrive together but he's not leaving her behind should they manage to find a way back home. Kismet might have brought them together but they're going to have to work at this really hard to keep each other. Harder than they've likely ever worked with anyone else.

"Although if you fall apart on me here I'm going to have to embarrass you in front of all these people and I'm not sure you'd want me by your side after that," he teases.

[bonified]

Her hand finds its way to his hip near the wall Doc is leaned up against and one finger hooks on one of his belt loops. It's her way of keeping him close, even if 'staying by her side' is meant in a more general sense. She likes him being close.

"I'll definitely be holding you to that," Wynonna grins, rolling her eyes playfully. She leans in a little closer, almost as if she's going to kiss him but stops an inch or so away from his lips. "But first I plan on beating your butt at Candyland a few times."

She needs the distraction from how good he looks tonight.

[thering]

He stumbles forward a bit, stepping just that little bit closer to her, eyebrows rising and falling as he greets her boldness with a surprised little laugh and a smile. Nobody here has managed to pull those particular gems with such ease onto his face the way Wynonna can with a simple tease, a mere morsel of attention.

"I'll warn you now. I've been winning," he points out, resisting the urge to bridge that distance between them and kiss her. He doesn't smell much like leather and gunpowder anymore, and since running out of cigarillos he's transitioned to plain old cigarettes. But there's a stronger smoky, mellow sandalwood and mint scented shampoo he is partial to that Malcolm gifted to him a while back. The scent of which lingers in the air between them.

"You might just have to take the butt-beating someplace else," he teases back quietly.