hugtopia_logs | Lady's Night Out! Or in, technically.

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Lady's Night Out! Or in, technically.

♥ Who: Lup, Honerva, Pyra, and Era
♥ Where: A... new business!?
♥ When: Tail end of the winter holidays
♥ What: Lady sleepover party, time for drink and gossip
♥ Rating: probably at least PG

In the heart of the entertainment district, closest to where the majority of residents live, a new building has opened up- in theory, that is. There is a sign across that door that reads "opening soon", and the curtains are drawn across the window to hide its contents, but those passing by might catch a glimpse of things here and there. A stack of cups on a table, a spread of colourful fabric, a cat perched in the window, staring back. Hints of what's to come. Today, beneath the existing sign, hangs an extra: "closed for private party".

Attendees of said party will find the interior still very much a work-in-progress, but it has the signs of obvious progress. The business is set up as a cafe, the walls painted warm shades of browns and pinks, cat toys piled in the corner, synthetic trees and shelving along the walls for climbing and exploring. The central area is peppered with blankets and pillows all gathered in a pile, and beneath them a series of connected sofa cushions forming the "mattress". One table is set up as a work station of sorts, with paints and various construction supplies laid out, though for tonight it's mostly abandoned.

Another table is decorated with snacks and dishes, mostly finger food and sweets for easy eating; it all smells delightful, with varying recipes to indicate that the chef has been experimenting on which to choose. Many of them are decorated with animal motifs: cut-out cookies in mammal shapes, tarts with icing whiskers, cat-eared quiche. The coffee drinks too will have simple shapes drawn into the foam when ordered. The alcoholic drinks will probably not, but they're smooth and cold and are made for fun more than aesthetic, anyway. A variation of old-school or modern pop style music plays quietly from wall-mounted speakers, loud enough to be heard but not overwhelm. Two cats wander about the premises, introduced to the party-goers for those not in the know as Ditto and Kova. They're friendly, but be gentle!

Before things get going, Lup lays down a few ground rules:
1) respect the animals, and do not feed them!
2) respect the other people here and definitely feed them
3) if you make a mess tell her, that's what magic is for
4) have a good time, yes this is a rule
5) profit? maybe? you get paid for cuddles here, get drunk and go nuts

Let's go, girls! Time for some R&R fun.

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[ Honestly? She kind of is, though even that aspect is all kinds of complex --

For now, the two of them can revel in the clarity of the experiment, the other-worldliness of it even as all are drawn together here. From far off places in this universe, other layers of reality, dragged across time and space to exist in this place.

A strange thought to realize one might be looking at the start and the end right there, when all are particles. The thought flickers in a shard of memory, but in this time and place it is not what matters. What matters is the moment, the people, the connections.

She exhales softly, but manages to retain the lightness of her tone. ]

Lup will find plenty more reason for those, do not doubt it. Still, we can at least properly inform her that there were no explosions involved.

[ Pyra probably should have clarified what they were going to do... Oh, well. The alcohol has nearly been used up, and the little cloud they've generated is beginning to fade. ]

No explosions. [ She repeats softly, taking her hand off of the top of the chamber. She smiles a bit at the irony; these particles definitely did come from stars' explosive demises, light-years and eons away. The power of making suns had been taken from her upon arrival, to see evidence of their remnants of the stars here is enough to make her more than sentimental.

The last of the vapor fades. ]

Let's head back in.

Edited 2020-01-18 19:33 (UTC)

[ It's fair that she did not, and Honerva would not have thought there would have been any, anyway -- it was a joke made, nothing more.

There was meaning in their viewing, the beginning and ends in such things that could be glimpsed, having seen the end of stars, the rise and fall of systems. To stand at the side of someone capable of so much by simply existing... there is an irony in it, in all of it, but it is such a thought that has no place there. Let them have these peaceful viewings.

Contemplate, but then return. Ever outward, she had remarked once about herself to Lup, and how she could miss so much for escaping her own self. The vapor fades, the memory of it lingers. ]

Indeed. I have not timed us, but I do not believe it has been... long.

[ Lup hasn't come to yell at them yet. They did all right. ]

[ Pyra could stay up here all night... They're offering touch to this world, anyways, and that is what matters most to her. It's this sort of contact that will allow these particles to, perhaps, interact with organic life in the future of this world once again. How beautiful would that be, to see the changes they create over millennia, striking against the structures of life? ] Mm, let's.

[ Careful to remain in contact with Honerva as she gathers the supplies, they can head back downstairs, completely sober. ] You have such particles in your world....?

[ Ah. That notion once more, of a singular world, where Pyra trips too closely to peculiarities that are better not spoken of.

There's a pause, as she weighs the question; light, harmless, of course. ]

In the wider universe, many concepts can be encountered. Since we are brought now to a world where there is power to draw those from varying realities, it is not surprising to encounter the familiar aspects here.

[ Particles may be particles with different names, perhaps not all concepts were yet given name. ]

We are all from differing realities... It's incredible that so many can exist in this one at once.

[ They descend, returning to the main floor of the building. ]

It's a wonderful nexus.

... Yes. It makes one wonder what must have occurred, for it to gain this ability. Perhaps there is some tear in this reality that the gods were able to make use of.

[ There was yet so much they did not know, and still only more theories to be had. ]

[ Might as well explore those theories, since they're here, and in contact. ] Tear?

... An opening, or a rift.

[ Since they're in contact, she'll find them a spot to at least sit back down in, though at least at first glancing to make eye-contact with Lup before they settle. See, they're back. ]

Something that exposes the existence of other realities. Or some other source that may be generated by the planet; who knows, with these possibilities. All we know is that we arrive here, though even that aspect has been effectively streamlined to prevent us from questioning it.

Either the gods or the locals here must have had that sort of power or technology. [ Or something like it. ] to bring us all here. And, ah, there have always been the existence of multiple worlds.

I'm, ah, of the belief that once we fulfill enough our purposes in this world [ Whatever it is, however much it is, and to what extent. ], we may be allowed to return home by the gods. [ Or powers-that-be. Whatever. ]

For those that wish to return sooner, they will need to focus upon creating something that will allow them to return on their own.

The last reality that we were pulled to had stolen the core of a planet that contained such a power to draw others to it, within it, and had based their technology from that.

[ She wasn't purely speaking from theory, after all. ]

There have always been the existence of multiple universes, but there are less recorded incidents of having the power to cross between them, let alone to have a singular world be able to achieve that on it's own.

[ She will not acknowledge the "they will just let us go home" that is in there, because Pyra may recall how she responded to that before. ]

[ There are many things to unpack from Honerva's words, including that a planet itself had the power to draw others to it. Chiefly, however, there's something else she pick upon. Pyra tilts her head. ] "We"?

[ Meaning not just Honerva?

Guzma, maybe? He came from a world where the sun was a literal phoenix of some sort, and there was little technology or food available. ]

[ ... Ah. Of all the things that she had said, that was what Pyra had focused on? Her gaze flicks away for a moment. ]

There are a few of us that had been drawn here from that situation. Lup, Taako... a few others.

[ ....More than just Guzma, then. She had never thought to ask him about what mechanism brought him to a different world before this one, but now she has reason to. Carl, too, had mentioned being in a different world before this one. ]

You aren't the only ones pulled from a different world before this one. [ Still, it's a surprising coincidence that Honerva, Lup, Taako were the in the same one before Aellyn. ] If the world you had been upon had a planet's core that attracted otherworlders to it, then the pull of this one is stronger.

[ Is there a hierarchy. ] It only gives us more questions.

[ Carl, Prompto, also, were from this same circumstance, even if she did not name them. ]

We were not upon a singular world. We were upon a series of ships that traveled upon a set path among the systems there. There were evidence of other worlds which had held such a power in their pasts.

[ So strange to describe, in hindsight. But that is what it was. ]

We had achieved a way to leave that universe together, though we were brought here instead. The power here, weakened as it may be, may have seized an opportunity to interfere. Though it does not explain everyone else, of course.

[ "We achieved--"

That seems important. ] How?

Ah, I mean, how did you achieve a way to leave that universe?

It is... complicated. The knowledge about the core was something new. We had not known about it when we were pulled there. All we had known was that we were kidnapped to be entertainment, for otherwise dubious purpose. A lot of work had gone into uncovering the truth of the situation, though for the most part we could only... deal with it.

There had been a faction who had escaped the thrall of the ships. Most of the work was in their hands.

Once it had been managed, we were able to handle and re-purpose the technology for ourselves. Although even then, there were no guarantees of success.

Now you, Lup, and Taako are in this world... [ Her expression falls, if only for a few moments. At least they are together as a family.

That doesn't help the others who do wish to return home, but she thinks back to something Honerva had mentioned earlier:

"There are less recorded incidents of having the power to cross between them." Is that something she had learned in this other world, or-- ] The power to cross between worlds... is there something like that, in your world?

[ They are together as a family, and that is what matters to Honerva, more than anything else being discussed. And so she is quiet for a few moments. ]

It is a research that I am familiar with.

[ Then, she can potentially help a lot of people....! ]

That research, your knowledge.... would be invaluable to those here who wish to return home.

[ Like hell is Pyra going to trigger a space-time dimension hop. No thank u, it's all on you Honerva. ]

[ Oh no way, don't put that all on her. ]

It may or may not. Different realities have different rules. There is much yet to learn about how this one truly manifests those of us within it, and how it keeps us.

[ nope nope time to step up and be a heroine, honerva. getchu that story arc u deserved.

For Pyra, she appears nothing but hopeful as she regards her. Excited, even. Not only has Honerva been to another world and was among those that left that world, but she also seems to have done research into world-hopping in her own! ]

Even just a little bit of information on--- on crossing dimensions would be helpful to this community. Or... at least give them hope.

[ She knows at least... three people who just want to go home really, really badly. ]

That is not a reassurance I can afford to give to others. Future is possibility, not certainty. Anything can change. There are always variables.

[ Do not put this on her. Her home lies ahead, not back, and so that is not a hope she can spare. ]

[ Honerva doesn't appear enthusiastic. She relents, backing away from the subject. ] ...I see.

My apologies.

[ Unfortunately it is a topic that, for lack of a better description, hits too close to home. The possibilities are there, the theories, how something may have been achieved in one universe and alongside another. Perhaps at another time in her life she would have hearkened to it more eagerly, but now there is baggage there that is weighted, to continue speaking of it so carelessly.

Everyone was facing their own problems, to want to create new futures from them.

At the apology, she remains quiet for a few moments. She knew Pyra seemed enthusiastic about this, but there was no way she could match that. ]

There is no reason why you could not offer others such hope yourself.

[ Pyra may not have the details, but at least she has heard of possibility, now. ]

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