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[[The image from the orb is rather white and blurry, with only the vague outlines of shapes visible. Someone's thrown a sheet over it, it would seem.]]

I can't find Aralu or Hawk anywhere. Hawk's mom's gone too.

[[a slight pause. He really really doesn't like having to do this...]]

...and I can't work the stove in this stupid place.

[[Or do much of anything else with his back like it is.]]

dailybread

Characters: Peeta and the heroes and various NPCs.
Open? YES!
Where: At the Heroes' Headquarters!
When: GHB 5, starting in the mid-afternoon and continuing into the evening
What: Peeta just wanted to hold a small soiree, but then the villagers learned where it was going to be.
Warnings: None
( Everybody just have a good time. )

PLEASE ALSO NOTE: Peeta's cooking is the conduit for his princess power. Anything he's made is infused with good will, comfort, and peace, and so eating any of his food will make the eater feel warm, fuzzy, content and safe.

There's a similar effect caused by being around Peeta, but it's not as strong as eating his food.

dailybread

Does anyone know what this is?

[He holds up a pendant. Something white and curved and thin is attached to it, along with a small satchel.]

There were fourteen of them on our doorstep this morning.

[[OOC: Yes. It's a fertility charm. And yes. It was left by an NPC. The white thing is a penis bone. :D]]

golden_moon

[A new face in the orb. Hair falls into her face, and she pushes it back, lowering the orb, and showing the top of a light, blue dress. Behind her, some might recognize a side room in the castle. She presses her lips together, and then looks into the Orb.]

Well. What a fine place to find myself, isn't it? I ain't been inside a castle for a long time, and now I get to live in one. Can't really complain about that, now, can I?

[The hint of a smile touches her lips, and she glances off to the side.]

The older gentleman who greeted me had quite a story about the state of things, and the others brought in to do something about it.

[Without hurry, her gaze settles back onto the orb.]

I'll have to admit, whatever I might have seen, I still ain't sure I'm really scared at the thought of a few weeds. How bad is it, really?

yumemi_no_ou

Characters: Shin and anyone who wants to spot him
Open? Yep!
Where: The streets of Schwanheim
When: 20th of Rebirth's Decline
What: Fed up with the sorry excuse for a wheel chair he has, Shin is attempting to get back on his feet. Slowly.
Warnings: Shin is an emo kid and still a grumpy pants.
( Just one foot in front of the other... )

consultmybooks

( Cut for descriptions of Giles having a vision )

The Sage stares blankly up at the orb, wondering what he'd even been intending to say before all of that had seized him. Details of the vision are still floating hazily through his head, like a particularly persistent, yet nonscensical dream. It takes him several seconds to realize that anyone might even be looking back at him but, when it does, he visibly tries to regain his composure, struggling back to his feet and pick himself up from the street.]

Well, then. That was, um...a bit alarming.

[Still obviously a bit dizzied, Giles realizes that his glasses are askew, and takes a few seconds to fuss with them and gather his thoughts about him.

What had he even been planning to say, before that happened?

Oh. Yes.]

About the, um...the recent rash of thefts...I, I just wanted to say that, um, that that should be over with. If you've lost anything of particular value, um, it should be returned to you in a day or so. But if you'd like to tell us, what you lost, we'll...well, um, we'll get it back to you, as soon as w can.

Th-Thank you.

And, um, on that note...I, I'm going to be at the library, today. [Anxiously, Giles glances up towards the castle.] Most of today. It seems I suddenly find myself in need of a map...

shadedsunlight

[It's been a long day. Too many long days, but today was particularly taxing between being set free from a curse and injuring the two people she loves most in the process, briefly attending a farce posing as a wedding, and returning as many of her ill-gained goods as possible.

That Ginia happened to find a piano in one of the rooms of the castle was perhaps one of the best things to happen all day. So seated at the piano, having traded her armor and dark clothes for a dress and the only jewelry a beautiful emerald and silver necklace, Ginia sets the orb on the piano, offering the briefest of smiles, being she begins to play.

After she finishes the first song, she pauses before she begins playing her next song.

There's another pause before her third song. It's one that takes a bit of thought and she's not even sure if the person who she wants to hear it is listening, but even if he isn't, maybe someone else will get the message for themselves. So taking a deep breath, Ginia begins to sing and play.

Her fourth, and final song, may be a little strange to anyone familiar with it. However, as Ginia sings and plays Silver Bells, it's intended for one recipient only. Everyone else can simply enjoy it.

Once she's finished, she bows her head modestly and smile as the orb.]

I hope you all enjoyed that. If... you'd like to hear more, I'd be happy to oblige.

((ooc; Yes, that's right, Ginia is talking. As per this log, Helios enchanted a necklace (picked out by Giles) that allows her to talk. The necklace only works if she's wearing it, magic-canceling abilities will prevent the necklace from working.))

brosif

[The orb comes up, and Sif is surrounded by a small but dedicated throng of villagers. All of whom are waving pieces of paper about. Her hair is disheveled, and as she brings a hand up to tug on her necklace there is a very audible crack as her elbow connects with the nose of a young maiden. It is accidental, but satisfying.]

What in all the worlds has gotten into the townspeople, this day? My autograph has been requested more times this morning than in the past month.

dash_dynamic

[There is a man in very princely clothing staring down into the orb. He looks...well, "worked up" would be a good way to put it.]

This is for communication, right?

[And he takes a deep breath...]

SOSUKE! RENN! HANT! SAKI! MIU! GUNPHERD! ...Hiroto? IS ANYONE ELSE HERE?!

[Nope, he's not freaking out at all as he's yelling into the orb. He's calm. So calm. Ever calm. Staying PERFECTLY calm.]

Does anyone at least know which of the Brane Worlds this is? I need to find my way back to Human World or Engine World as soon as possible! And WHY everyone here seems to think I'm some kind of prince?!

[Yes, he is PERFECTLY calm. Ever calm. So calm. Just ignore his...twitchiness.]

shadedsunlight

Characters: Ginia Solana and YOU
Open? Yes!
Where: All around Schwanheim
When: Day 17th, afternoon
What: Ginia goes on a stealing spree
Warnings: Possible violence and language?
( All the things that bring idiots joy/ Well what's wrong with a little destruction? )

empowers

[ She practically threatened the old man out of her sight. ] Of course I have questions -- [ Desperate, horrifying ones. ] Prim! [ The voice rings out loudly over the orb's range of networking, the desperate shriek of a seventeen year old girl. The jabberjays have stopped. She's removed her hands from her ears, and she's discovered herself in a strange place with strange clothing. Everything is unfamiliar. And that can only mean one thing.

The Capitol has finally gotten to her. And probably her loved ones. ]

Peeta! [ She breathes raggedly. Like a scared animal. ] Where am I? What happened to them? [ The memory of the arena is fresh in her mind. Peeta, on the other side of the glass separating she and Finnick from the others as the jabberjays wreaked their havoc. The sounds of Prim and Gale screaming in voices that could only be brought on by torture. Surely they were dead. ]

I was in the arena! I was playing your damned Games! I did everything you asked me -- what did you do?! [ She has no idea to whom she is speaking. She's furious. She's terrified. She's yelling, and she's not going to stop yelling until she gets some answers. She wants them, now, and until she hears something soothing or receives a reasonable explanation for her whereabouts, she'll remain desperate.

And dangerous. ]

dailybread

Characters: Peeta Mellark and you.
Open? Yes.
Where: Market quarter of Schwanheim, in a previously vacant storefront.
When: Early afternoon, RD 16
What: Peeta is opening a bakery and needs some taste-testers.
Warnings: None. Schmoopyness?

[Peeta's got flour in his hair, arms covered in dough, and a smile on his face. The crackling of a stove can be heard, if you listen closely; the locale itself is bright and sunny.]

Rue, you wanted cake, didn't you? And anyone else can come by, if you want. There's plenty to go around.

( Log portion is underneath the cut! )

[[OOC: Just let me know in your subject line whether you're talking back to him on the orb or physically showing up. :3]]

rutagraveolens

[The voice coming over the orb is young and in a state of awe.] There's so much food here! Where does it all come from? There are so many things I've never seen before. I've never seen so much either, not since-- [She stops and there's a bit of silence before she speaks up again, changing the subject.]

What kind of food does everyone like? We had lots of soup back home. Momma would mix things up in a big boiling pot of water, and once it was done, we'd gather round with our bowls. She always made sure everyone got enough vegetables. We got bread and sometimes if we were really lucky, we'd get some rabbit to share. Oh! I had cho-co-late [she works through the word, recalling it from memory] cake once! It was so sweet and it had frosting and pretty flowers made out of icing! I licked every last bit off my fingers, it was so good. Is there any cake here? I hope there is. [Her voice grows quiet, a little in awe of the idea.] Is it true? That if you’re a hero people will give you things? That you can have all the food you want and never go hungry?

[There's another small pause before Rue whistles four notes. No explanation is offered. If Katniss is around, she'll know. She'll know her little ally is safe.]

tatra

Characters: Princess Tatra and Sasuke Uchiha
Open? No
Where: A nice tearoom in the northern wing
When: Following Sasuke's recent post
Warnings: None

( Turn on the tea and let it brew )

bondsoflove

[His hands are pink and raw from all the scrubbing he's been doing, through the night. There are circles under his eyes and his face is drawn and pale. He hasn't slept.

But hey, at least his newly-claimed bedroom is spotless.]

Someone mentioned tea, when I first arrived. I want it now. The strongest black brew you have.

[He rolls his neck.] And a bath, too. If anyone can point me somewhere private with hot water, tell me.

[[lol oops >>; Dated properly now!]]

yumemi_no_ou

Characters: Shin and anyone asleep
Open? Yep!
Where: the Dreaming
When: Nighttime, RD12
What: Shin goes dream walking.
Warnings: Lots of capitalized Ds
( I've just closed my eyes again / Climbed aboard the dream weaver train )

folklorist

Characters: Helios and anyone else
Open? Sure is!
Where: Town Square
When: RD 12, around the late afternoon
What: After everything that's happened the last few days Helios decides that lightening the mood is the least he can do. So without further ado have a magic show!
Warnings: Sawing of people in half. Except not.
( Magic is not a practice. It is a living, breathing web of energy that, with our permission, can encase our every action. )

bondsoflove

[A young man is backing away from view, staring forward with confusion. He has no idea what the orb is, has never seen anything like it, and is threatened by its presence.

He tries hitting it, to no avail. The sword, which looks a little too big for him, doesn’t work either.

He makes a noise of frustration and drops the sword with a clatter, pacing the little room in circles. He keeps a wary eye on the orb, waiting for it, or something inside it, to attack him.

After a while, he balls his hands into fists and sinks down against the wall, teeth gritted. He glares, no longer at the orb but at the floor, and pounds one fist.

His face contorts with some unseen pain, and he rocks himself back and forth, jaw clenched around silent sobs--his eyes are screwed shut as water leaks down his face and drips from his chin, his jaw. If you listen closely, you can hear his breath hitching in time with jerks of his shoulders.

He shakes his head--releases and re-clenches his fists. He’s mouthing ‘no, no’; he bites his lip and stops breathing completely, terrifyingly still.

He lets out his breath with a gasp and sucks it back in, harsh. Freezes again.

This repeats for a few minutes, but it seems to calm him. The rocking slows, and his breathing is less jagged and desperate. Finally, rubs his forearm over his eyes.

He focuses on the orb again, and his gaze flashes murderous, wild red. His voice is raw and full of more fury than should fit in his small, slender body.]

If this is an imprisonment, let me the fuck out before I set this whole place on fire.

ladysarmour

Good day to you all.

[ It seems a proper way to begin this, to people she does not know how to address. "My lords and ladies," she might say, but are they? "Fellow heroes," she could say, but she doesn't feel like a hero. Other epithets come to mind - refugees, exiles, pilgrims - but none suit. ]

I am Alayne Stone, a princess of Schwanheim by the King's grace. I have been in this realm for two weeks, save one day, and I know too few of you. It would bring my heart great joy and honor if you would join me this day, if you are otherwise unoccupied. [ in other words, if you aren't taking part in whatever danger Loki warned her about ] There is little I might promise by way of diversions, but there will be food, and I would be most pleased to hear of your homes, if you will share the tales.

[ Her heart races. She does not want to do this, but she feels duty-bound to do so. If Cersei Lannister can hold court in the midst of a siege, Sansa Stark can do the same here during less.

Even Alayne Stone should. Must. And Alayne here, unlike Sansa ever was, is a princess. The king is away, and this is a princess's duty. ]

Lady Sif, might I speak with you?

consultmybooks

So.

[The Orb shows Giles, sitting in a field. The grass is overgrown, tough, more weeds than anything, but what soil is visible is barren, dry, and crumbling. Just off in the distance, a house can be seen, but it's also possible to see that it's fallen into disrepair, and that the area all around Giles seems to have been quite abandoned for just some time, left for the wilds to reclaim.

Unbenownst to Giles, the Hero of the Mountain had passed through here not too long ago, restoring this place to life and vibrancy...but then she'd left, and her power hadn't stayed, and Chaos had reclaimed this place.

Observers will also note that Giles seems to have acquired a staff - a gnarled, twisted thing as tall as he is, perfect for helping along on a long walk or bashing someone in the head. There's also what appears to be a small, square mirror hanging around his neck on a chain. And that, when he gets to his feet and brushes the dirt from his knees, he's no longer moving like someone who has to remember that the ground is there and needs paying attention to.]

I, um, I have no idea where I am. Absolutely none. I, I know I didn't drink that much at the party...didn't drink anything, in fact, couldn't have...and, and, um, now I'm here, and I can't see Schwanheim, and...I appear to be solid, actually.

I, I suppose that should, um, also be a concern.

...I hope it, um, w-wasn't anything to do with the masks. Masks can have, um, all sorts of, of unsavory powers. That's why I've never understood the fascination w-with masquerade parties. A party where you, um, wind up having to fight off an army of the dead, um, I would say quickly loses all aspects of festivity.

[Giles visibly shakes himself out of his academic haze, and some notable concern returns to his face as he looks around again, obviously lost.]

I'm lost. Um, if, if this place looks remotely familiar to anyone...I-I would appreciate any assistance greatly. Um, th-thank you. And, and is everyone all right, after last night?