thenearshore | 016 | The Good Old Days

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016 | The Good Old Days

Who: Everyone!
What: Ageswapping
When: July 15-17
Where: Everywhere
Summary: A breach in the space-time continuum is messing things up.

Edit: OVERFLOW is here!

The Far Shore has been dealing with a lot of space-time pulsating through the past week or so and everything is culminating on the night of the 15th, even though the Heavens are preparing for an all-out Obon bash. They had planned to have the celebration on the 15th itself, but Amaterasu asked to postpone a day due to the horrible feeling that is permeating the Far Shore.

And it turns out she was right to postpone everything. In fact, it will have to be postponed another whole month at this rate...

Before

Late in the day on July 15th, the new batch of shinki will arrive to a Far Shore with a thick, tense atmosphere. All night on the 15th it feels like something is about to happen - and it's difficult to tell whether that something will be good or bad. Any attempts to contact the management of the Far Shore have fallen on deaf, slightly harried ears and so everyone is left to their own devices to try and figure out why things are so tense.

July 16

Just after midnight, an explosive shock wave rips through the Far Shore, bringing on the age changes with it. Even the spirits of the Far Shore seem to be affected - for example, the library goblins are either toddling around on wobbly legs or are dragging themselves from place to place and looking decrepit. There are a few gods and shinki that seem to have been exceptions from the change, though it is not clear why.

July 17

Another wave of energy comes in the early morning of the 17th. Fewer people are affected this time and it seems to alter those people's ages a second time. There is no rhyme or reason to who is being affected further. Several of the library goblins have just dropped dead from severe old age. Oops.

Aftermath

Late on the 17th brings about one final burst from the energy that has been plaguing the Far Shore. For a short moment, every new temple glows with a soft light, seeming to beckon to their owners. But the light is gone quickly and everyone will find themselves back to normal with complete memories of everything that happened during their age adventures. The goblins that died, though, are still very dead. Looks like the library will need to get some new help soon.

In Summary:

Meet the newbies
Get aged or de-aged
Deal with other too young/too old people
Try to handle the consequences
Have fun~

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[The shadows move with Celty's hand, gently lowering Asato to safety. And then as he's settled down the shadows are dismissed with a wave of her hand. She hurries over to take a knee by his side and holds her phone out for him to read.]

Are you okay? That was dangerous what you were doing.

[He leans forward and tries to puzzle out the weird-looking letters. They're hardly anything like handwritten at all, but he can figure it out, if he tries hard.

That... was... dangerous.... oh. He waves the hand that's not full of orange reassuringly.]

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you help! Um, thanks very much, miss!

[He's lost for a moment for what to do to let her know he's grateful, and then -- struck by sudden inspiration -- he holds his orange out to her as a gift.]

[She was worried about this. With all the kids running around she might run into some trouble with communicating. She hopes all of this is only temporary. Her helmet dips in what seems like a sigh and it takes her a few seconds to notice the offered orange.

Politely, she tries to gently wave her hand and decline the offer. Besides, he worked so hard to get it anyway.]

It's okay, you saved me!

[She looks like she's trying to get him to keep it, but he just tries more earnestly to press it into her hand. She did save him, and he hasn't got anything else to use to say thank-you with, not right now, anyway.

He can't understand why she's not talking, but maybe it's hard to, with the helmet?]

So, here.

[Her helmet sags a bit as she accepts defeat. Her own politeness just can't beat this child's gratitude. The orange is finally accepted and she clutches it close, but she seems to make no effort to actually eat it.

Instead she looks back up at the tree and then down to him once more. Maybe she's still wondering if he's okay? He said he was but that must have been a scary fall.]

[She still looks worried, or at least he thinks maybe she looks worried. It's hard to tell because of the helmet.

He beams at her encouragingly, and reaches out to hold on to the corner of her jacket, just to make sure she doesn't go away. He'd be fine on his own if she did, anyway. It's okay. But he doesn't know anybody here yet, and she helped him, and that means that maybe she's as close to trustworthy as anybody.]

Don't worry, miss! You should eat the orange. They're good. Do you know how?

[Her shoulders hitch a bit a little in a pinch of panic. There's nothing for her to worry about. It's spooking him that she's concerned about.

Slipping her phone from her sleeve she types up a quick response for him to read. Hopefully he can.]

I do. It's just
I can't eat stuff like this.
I'm sorry. But thank you.

[It takes him a few minutes to puzzle out the message. The characters are really small, and the way they're written is strange, but it's readable when he gets the hang of it. It just takes a little time.]

... Are you sure?

[Oranges are good for everybody, right? He stares worriedly up at her, hand still firmly clasped on her jacket.]

I'm sure. Thank you though.

[She really is sorry. She does appreciate the gesture but there's not much she can do.]

What if I give it to someone else I think will like it?Is that okay?

If you don't want it that's okay.

[He nods firmly, and smiles up at her.]

Hey, what's your name?

[She does feel a little bad. It's not like she doesn't 'want' it. She's sure she would like it if she could eat it.]

My name is Celty.
But you say it like S instead of K.

Selty?

[He's trying! He looks fascinated.]

I'm Asato. Um, I think I'm lost.

[Celty's shoulders hitched once more at his last words. Lost. That's not good. And he's not the first child she's run into feeling that way.]

I can try to help. Do you know where your house is? Or your family?

[Asato's smile slips a little at that question, once he's puzzled it out, and he ducks his head.]

Um, no. I, um. I don't remember my family.

[He's trying valiantly not to get upset, but his bottom lip's quivering just a little. He should remember them, shouldn't he? Family is important. Family's the most important thing, but he can't remember anybody at all.]

[Celty would frown right now if she could. The visor on her helmet isn't the best for expressing emotion and sometimes she seems more intense and judgmental than she intends. Knowing this she squats down so that she's on his level, her shoulders hitch a bit diagonal, trying to soften up her appearance as she types once more. She's doing everything she can to make him feel safe.]

I see. I can stay with you for now if you want. Or if there's somewhere you want to go I can take you there. I'll make sure you're safe until we find your parents.

[She has a feeling finding his parents isn't actually on the table, but there's no reason not to act like it is.]

Is it okay if I stay with you? Just for a little?

[He doesn't know where he'd go. Sticking close by the lady with the cat ears seems like a good start. She's nice, even if she can't talk, and it makes him feel safer.]

[She nods. It's more than just alright. She looks around but there doesn't seem to be any danger in sticking around here. And honestly she doesn't have any clue where to take him.

But they ARE at some temple's grounds, so that's a start.]

Why don't we go into the temple. Maybe we'll find a clue there?

Okay!

[He starts towards the temple, tugging her along. Now that he's in company, there's a new confidence welling up inside him. Being alone is scary. When he's with somebody, he can be brave.]

What kind of clues are you gonna look for?

Pictures maybe. Or a note. Maybe we'll even find someone who can tell us where they are.

(ooc: I have no real direction where I'm going with this, and we can wrap it up any time you want, otherwise I'm fine to keep going)

[Asato nods earnestly, and dashes towards the temple, towing Celty along.]

(ooc: gotcha! let's just fade it out here then? I figure they'll probably look around for a while, find nothing very useful and Asato'll assure her he can just stay at the temple and wait to see if anybody comes back to ask?)

(ooc: works for me, I'm always fine letting a thread going as long as it needs, both for length and backtags, but I didn't want us just floundering around without purpose either)

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