LOG - July Catch-all [Closed for Now]

[graveyounglady]

Who: Mercy Graves graveyounglady & Others
When: July
Where: Throughout Gloucester
Summary: Happenings from the TDM and anything else that might arise.
Warnings: bodily harm, stalking, bullying, altered perception, thalassophobia; mild scopophobia

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For Aelwyn

[graveyounglady]

The swimming suits in this world are strange, indeed. It feels more like wearing her undergarments than anything else. But she's been assured by a number of people that they're the common sort of thing people wear here. She's chosen her own swimsuit for the beach barbecue with Aelwyn's guidance. It's a little more colorful than Mercy is used to, but that makes it exciting. She'd just been happy to find something with a mushroom pattern on it.

"Aelwyn, look!" She's coming back after investigating the supplies ADI's providing for people to have fun on the beach, carrying colorful plastic bucket and matching hand-trowels. "They got tiny little shovels. Ain't it cute?"

They could use more cute things, especially after the somewhat harrowing events in Appalachia. They'd won, certainly, but people had still died, and that town... without FYRE, people seemed to be so disheartened.

[aelwyn_aberration]

Aelwyn has been having a bad few months. First she killed and tortured a man (he also tortured her back), then Mercy was separated from her (they still more or less lived in each-other's respective rooms, though), then two of her few remaining friends vanished. One of which is a monster, though, which is even more worrying. Who knows what Jeff is up to at this very moment.

She hadn't even cared about the wreckage they left the town in. It had almost delighted her, really. Their hope ruined, their happiness sullied for crawling in bed with the demon to begin with. It's only what they deserved. But she kept those to herself.

So the beach trip comes as a relief. Her own swimsuit is a floral blue and yellow bikini, a bit more revealing than Mercy's, and a pair of sunglasses for sunbathing. Of course, any plans of getting a tan are immediately out the window as soon as Mercy approaches. She looks at the sand castle equipment and indeed, the tiny very cute shovel, and even cuter, Mercy's reaction.

"You can dig tiny little graves with your tiny little shovel for all the fallen fish," She smiles, sitting up. "Would you like to make a sandcastle, darling?"

Apologies for the delay! Gonna try to get back on the horse here after some brainrot.

[graveyounglady]

Mercy taps the little shovel to her chin, as if seriously contemplating a mini-fish graveyard. "Sandcastle to start," she says, mock-serious. "We gotta set up our base 'fore we go slaying enemies in our names and putting them in the ground. Thinking I might dig one big enough for some of these birds if they keep up eyeing you. Don't like the way they're looking. Ain't respectful."

And if Mercy's looking a bit disrespectfully, as well... that's more her prerogative. Friends look out for each other and how they look! It's... just the friendly thing to do. Though, her mind turns over that conversation with Martin she had some time back, about her bringing Aelwyn while he brought Jon along on some sort of little trip. That's... what friends do. But it's also what people like Martin and Jon do. Would Aelwyn even want to?

[aelwyn_aberration]

She glances over at the birds with an amused look. They were creepy at first, but she's gotten used to them. It's easier if you don't let them get to you. "Yes, we'll make a sand-ballista for you to defend my honor with as my dearest champion, and a tomb to put the bastard pigeons."

She does notice the way Mercy is looking at her, and it makes her heart flutter a little. Of course, she knows she's attractive, she's used it to her advantage her entire life, and she's more than used to both girls and boys looking at her, but Mercy is special. She tries not to look into it too much, though. Maybe because there's plenty of disrespectful looking to go around.

She gets off the towel she'd been sunbathing on, and starts on the very basics of making a sand-castle. "Have you ever done this before?"

[graveyounglady]

Mercy follows and eagerly begins to imitate Aelwyn, mirroring what she's doing where it seems appropriate. "Naw, the ocean's months away from Evergreen. It's a grand pilgrimage spanning a full season just to get down there from the temple I was heading toward when I got pulled. We had a shore on the pond at the Abbey, but it weren't nothing fine line this." She rubs the sand between her fingers, letting that fall through.

"Most of what I heard about the actual ocean come from Crys. Ain't sure how much of what she said was real for our world, but some of it's true here. She said there were monsters swarming in the water, practically had to go to war any time you wanted to a take a ship out of port."