THE GALA ON ADSUM (Mingle Log)

[serpentis]

Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: A ballroom on Adsum
When: 2/21, Evening-Night



[And the night has arrived! Dorian put out an open invitation, and anyone who is interested is welcome to dress up and meet up for a night of dancing and fawning over each other. Make sure to wear your best, everyone! It's a very special episode of Drift Fleet!]

((OOC: There was an open invitiation, but even if your character never replied or has had personal contact with Dorian, feel free to assume he's let them come along or be dragged along by someone else! I'll be tagging some threads, but if you want a thread to be closed, please just say so in the header.))

Comments

[heresyandlace]

[he doesn't often make a habit of drinking with minors, but every once in a while, it just fits.

so, he continues the round, taking the thermos from her again.]

I think that there aren't enough people who think that way. I believe that the idea of simple luck is a myth.

[and he takes a little sip, but mostly uses the thermos to gesture with as he speaks.]

Where I'm from, there were once even entire temples built to Fate. And it was all forgotten somewhere along the way, until people stopped believing in the concept at all.

[transferedfate]

[she leans forward, elbow resting on the table and her chin resting on the back of her hand]

Really? No one wanted to believe that there was a plan watching over them?

[It's always been a thought that gives her great comfort, it's weird to think that an entire culture would abandon it so completely]

[heresyandlace]

Mhmm. [and he eyes the liquid in the thermos as he swirls it around, as if the conversation means nothing to him.]

You see, Fate had a name in my world, and she had guardians that helped carry out her bidding. They were visible proof that she existed.

...When they disappeared, however, everyone lost faith in the idea.

[transferedfate]

[huh, this conversation took an interesting and unexpected turn. Ringo look right at him, obviously interested in his story]

What kind of guardians?

[and before he can respond another thought occurs to her] Did something happen to her?

[heresyandlace]

[...and he hadn't exactly expected her to seem interested. so, this is a pleasant surprise indeed. he is more than happy to delve into greater detail.]

Oh, they were grand, mighty creatures. It was once considered a blessing to even lay eyes on one of them.

But, she and her creatures were attacked, and the guardians were locked away for many decades. Mankind's memory is very short. In only a couple of generations, man forgot and became jaded, and belief faded into myth.

[he finishes with a little shrug.]

[transferedfate]

[People. She looks distant for a second as she thinks about a lot of things at once. Dad getting married, everyone turning against the Takakuras without seeing them, people at Haven running around like chickens with their heads cut off...

She leans back in her chair and sighs heartily]

People sure can be stupid sometimes.

[heresyandlace]

Yes, they can.

[and he nods in her direction a little.]

You seem to have a good head on your shoulders, though. It's refreshing to see.

[transferedfate]

[she blinks in surprise and raises an eyebrow. Huh... she doesn't get told that very often, at least not back home. Maybe it's a sign that she's growing up a bit? Either way, she looks a bit pleased]

Thanks. [there's a moment's hesitation before she replies] You seem pretty interesting too.[not what he said, Ringo, but okay]

We should chat again, and not at some weird party. [it seems like she wasn't decided on that idea before this conversation]

[heresyandlace]

[he'll take being called interesting over sensible any day. the compliment is appreciated.]

Yes. I would like that.