♥ September Intro Mingle Log

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September Intro Mingle Log
Welcome to Hugtopia, and to the city of Havenwell. This mingle is meant for new arrivals to get settled and meet the other inhabitants. New characters should be the only top-levels but everyone should feel free to tag around and make new friends. Who knows, you may find that Perfect Hug in here. You can use the prompts here, or create a wildcard of your own.

ICly, this takes place from the 2nd to the 16th and then we'll have a shiny new event post up for you all soon after that date range. The prompts below are optional, but are a way to get you started if you wish. To help you create your own prompts, please take a look through our Settings and FAQ. Click on each prompt's title to see the text. If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the FAQ or to the Mod Question thread below.

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❥ PROMPT I: Awakening

When you awaken, you're in the last outfit you remember wearing, three of your belongings laid nearby or your animal friend curled up by you, waking as you do. It's not the most comfortable place to sleep, a stone slab, but once you're awake, a humanoid-looking robot comes in and explains you're in Havenwell and leads you out of the room and into the main portion of the temple where a welcoming committee of similarly humanoid-looking robots hand over a clear smartphone-sized tablet, some starting funds, and explain their dilemma. Then they release you into Havenwell to pick your new home from free housing in the city and give you the chance to settle. It might be a bit disorienting, but thankfully there seem to be a lot of robots and even some non-robots around. Maybe ask them for help?

❥ PROMPT II: Buddy System

With all the changes going on, it might be hard to be a new arrival to Havenwell. The natives understand! Sort of. When some new arrivals begin to appear at the temples, receive the welcome speech, get their communicators and the simple map of the city, they get taken to the front of the temple by a helpful robotic priest. Rather than turn the newcomers loose right away, they pull someone seemingly at random off the street and push the two people together with a cheerful, "Here's your guide to Havenwell! It's dangerous to go alone, so be buddies!" before going back inside.

They try to place a new arrival with one of those who previously arrived, but who can keep track of all that, right? Characters may find themselves thrown together with an actual veteran or with another new arrival who only came here a day or even just an hour before them! Good luck helping each other out, offworlders, and don't lose your buddy!

❥ PROMPT III: Weather Wildcard

Havenwell's weather is generally so well controlled, with beautiful blue skies and temperate climes that it's hard to remember that there's a whole world out there that might not be so nice. Every so often, however, the controls break and something not so nice and temperate comes through. Pockets of unpleasant weather happens all over the city at random intervals and new arrivals might find themselves and others caught without warning. Is that a snowstorm with green snow? Sure is. A windstorm that only seems to affect three streets? Yup. Did a deluge of rain just pour the equivalent of an Olympic sized swimming pool of water on you? Uh-huh, sure did. A deep cold fog that suddenly rolls in and blankets your entire area? Yeeaaah... hopefully there's someone around to help you get about and find shelter or just dry off and get away from it all. Good luck, offworlder.

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Comments

[sensitiveapple]

She blinks. Oh. Well, they come to the house too, on Canto. So, it's not a big deal.

"Oh, no. I don't get to choose. The Mistress, when I'm sixteen, will hold an exclusive auction at the house." She explains, almost excitedly. "There, several men, and women, will bid on my virginity. I do get some say as to who might be there, but it's a blind auction, so no one knows what anyone bids." She shrugs.

[turnaboutson]

BAD HELPING, MISA.

"Th-that's..." Take a breath. Calm down. It's not her fault that she's been groomed to view being sold like a piece of meat as something desirable.

He sighs and rubs his temples. "Misa, I think it would be best if we continued this conversation inside. Largely because I'm not accustomed to sitting on the ground." He tries to smile. "Do you like tea?"

[sensitiveapple]

She wonders why he's so tense. She'd offer a massage but she's not very good at them and she has a feeling it would do the opposite of what she wants. Namely, for him to relax.

"Inside?" She asks, looking around at the temple she'd come out of. "There's no privacy in there, and I will not be touched until I'm sixteen, sir." Something she will defend with violence if necessary.

don't kill him misa, he's two steps from a heart attack already

[turnaboutson]

"Wh-what?!" Edgeworth balks. He balks so severely, in fact, that he nearly falls over.

"No! No, never, you misunderstand me, Miss Misa!" Back to using 'miss' to distance himself; hopefully she gets that. "I've simply had an extremely bad week, and I find tea to be calming, and to be quite honest with you, if I don't calm down immediately I may suffer a debilitating brain aneurysm."

Re: don't kill him misa, he's two steps from a heart attack already

[sensitiveapple]

Never? "Why never?" She asks, somewhat offended. Isn't she pretty enough for you?

She huffs out a breath. "Tea is not calming." She doesn't like the rituals surrounding tea. They are all very complicated, and take so much effort. "But if you wish." She pushes herself up, smoothing the dress out over curves that are only hinted at. Still, they are beginning to blossom, and the dress that reaches all the way to the ground, covering her ridiculous heels, accentuates them in a way that is subtle, yet telling.

[turnaboutson]

That note of offense in her voice is not going to stop his cardiovascular system from not working as intended. In fact, it's making it worse. "Miss Misa, first and foremost, you are a child," he says gently, "and anyone who would express such interest, much less act on it, would deserve..." To be strung up from a streetlight by their intestines. "...punishment to the furthest extent of the law."

He stands as well, making note of her general attitude towards the concept of tea. "If you are thinking that it is your responsibility to make the tea, let me disabuse you of that immediately. If you would like to have tea, we are going to a cafe. If you would instead prefer a scone, we will get that at the cafe. If you wish to part ways here, then we shall, but I think we should talk more, and I also need some tea."

[sensitiveapple]

"Sir, while you may think so, I am a courtesan-in-training. It is my duty, and my destiny to have people express such interest. It does not bother me." Indeed it bothers her when people don't look. As the Mistress says, her body is her currency. "My looks are my currency. Without that interest what would I do?"

Meaning, she might get work as a streetwalker, but that's not something she wants to do.

"Oh! If I don't have to make it, I would love some tea." She doesn't eat a lot of baked goods, unless done by Freema, but she can be convinced to try some fruit, since she loves fruit more than she loves sweets.

[turnaboutson]

"That doesn't change the fact that you are a child. Even if you consider it your duty and destiny--" Oh, God, that entire concept makes his skin crawl hard enough for it to completely shed off of him. "--you are still a child. And even if you weren't, there's certainly more to you than your looks. You seem to be intelligent and curious; I can't imagine that other avenues wouldn't be open to you."

He turns down the street. "There's a decent cafe this way. If you would follow me."

[sensitiveapple]

She cocks her head. "You really don't understand how the Rim works." She tells him, following him down the street. "I was put into the auction and since I hope my Mistress will not dismiss me, it is where I will go." Jedis are not the only ones with duties and destinies.

"And even if I do become Mistress of the House, as I should, there is nowhere else for me to go, sir." She points out. "Canto is a pleasure planet, and I will not have any money to do anything elsewhere. And to become a mistress to someone?" She shudders. "No thank you."

[turnaboutson]

"I don't understand the Rim, true, and if you'll pardon me being frank for a moment, I'm not sure I care to. It sounds like a wretched place."

Luckily the cafe is close, and they enter and are seated quickly. Once they're settled, he sighs. "Although when it comes to being set on a path, I understand more than you might think, Misa."

[sensitiveapple]

She settles into a seat and looks around the place, noting the different types that are here. It's just like a cantina back on Canto with all it's differing species.

"I wasn't 'set'." Not in her mind, at least. "My mother was a mistress to a trader. What else would she train her daughter to do?" Perfect sense, Mr. Edgeworth!