folklorist | ϡ - Chapter TwentySeven; The brief interlude [voice/action] backdated to the 10th

[ It’s been awhile and with everything that’s occurred he had almost forgotten. But it’s September 10th once again. That day…that day Elise passed away and he lost the most important person to him. He’s lost a lot here, been through a lot here. But the memory doesn’t fade, doesn’t heal, and he doesn’t want it to. This is for her and everything she meant to him, everything she still is to him.

So he can’t forget and never will. ]

It’s funny. How…certain things catch up to you. I-I suppose you lose track of time in this place, hm? It’s quite easy to do so, what with no designated unit. It...makes you wonder what other people back home might be doing. Might have been doing in the interim.

Ah! And a belated welcome to all our new arrivals. It's a bit strange, isn't it? But...everyone here is welcoming enough. You'll-you'll come to find that out on your own though. I've met some...very wonderful people here. I hope you can all do the same. Luceti is a trying place at times but we help one another, and it makes things easier.

[ There’s no other transmission after that for awhile. The roomies can hear him walking, pacing actually, in his room before it stops and he opens the door. He’ll go to leave heading to the memory garden. He makes one more voice post before he places a bundle of flowers in one of the open plots. ]

I-I hope it’s not, not too much trouble. I, um, used one of the plots in the g-garden. If, it is…I can move them. [ He has a plot out in the forest anyway. And he’ll actually make his way to the edge of the town sometime later in the afternoon. He’ll return around midday and then hang around town until late at night. He’ll be outside looking up at the stars outside of CH7 humming a rather interesting song to himself. It’s actually a song she wrote for him but it’s not like anyone would know that. Maybe though, just maybe, the love in it will be conferred via his poor attempt at humming it. He also might not be speaking to anyone in particular, actually he's speaking to himself, odd isn't it? But he'll be out back by the boat laying as comfortable as his wings will allow on his back. He'll just be idly tracing the stars with one hand and one eye closed. His journal is beside him and it isn't recording he made sure of that. Still people walking by might hear someone talking to themselves.]

It's rather beautiful out here, Elise. I-I think you would enjoy it. You always were interested in the outdoors. I wish you could be here to see it. [ But it wouldn't be right for him to wish her here. He's not sure she deserves to be here...be with him. Still the idea makes him smile if even just a little bit. ]

((ooc; Pretty much you can meet Helios anywhere he's at today. Afternoon, midday, or nighttime. You don't have to label it if you don't want. Also he might be a bit preoccupied/invested in his thoughts. I suggest sneaking up on him and startling him /shot))

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[Ginia nods in agreement as the tea kettle begins to whistle. It's out of pure habit of making tea for herself or herself and Giles does she go to move the kettle off the burner.]

[ Hm! Oh! Ginia gets up before Helios has the chance. He gives her an appreciative smile before turning in his seat and getting up to go get the cups out of the cabinet.

He'll place two down on the table along with some sugar and milk. ]

[Habits and too much time on their floor's kitchen.

Way too much time on their floor's kitchen as she easily finds and brings over a jar of honey too.]

[ Yes it does become apparent that is the case. Helios doesn't mind it though. All these kitchens belong to everyone in here anyway as far as he's concerned. ]

Ah yes the honey. Almost forgot about that. But you seem to know your way around quite well. [ He doesn't say anymore and just laughs a little. ]

[Ginia blushes a little as she carries the honey and water over.]

/Sorry, I've been contributing to the rapid decline of tea up here as well. I get talking with Giles and next thing you know we're out of tea and getting another pot ready./

[ Helios waves her off emphatically. ]

No need to apologize. It's one of the better things to talk over. Though I'm certainly glad the shops have that interesting little trick of restocking themselves.

/It does make things easier. With everything we have to worry about, imagine if rationing food was one of them./ [Not that it isn't a bad idea. Who knows what might happen one day?]

It's happened. There was the earthquake a year or so ago during the summer. It, um, causes a lot of damage and the building and such wouldn't repair themselves nor would the shelves restock themselves.

/What happened after that?/

Creatures from our worlds appeared. They were actually real and not, not illusions or anything like that. They were also rather hostile. [ Helios looks a bit...distraught at that. But it quickly fades not as if Ra or any of his students would ever do something like that of their own volition. ]

It was...very chaotic. But apparently that's been the only time it's ever happened.

[Ginia's quiet as she thinks over the whole situation. Chaotic, horrible, dangerous. If it were to happen again, she wonders if anything would go differently.]

/Were people okay? How did the village handle the situation?/

People were...afraid. But, but we all managed to pull through. I'm not sure if it's a good thing that many of us were used to such a situation, but in general we tried our hardest to make sure that everyone had what they needed.

[ Helios hopes it never happens again because something like that happening only meant something had gone horribly wrong. ] The good thing about everyone here is that we put aside our differences most of the time.

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