[OPEN] Well. That Didn't Go Quite As Planned

[moneytwin]

Who: EVERYONE
Where: The Temple of Beginnings
When: Immediately After The End.
Rating: PG-13, may vary by thread
What: You fall, you pick yourself back up and you move on. Or at least, you try.


Fished Out Of Water
One minute, you are witnessing the fabric of an entire world implode as it is literally ripped apart by powers unknown. The next, that tell-tale twist somewhere beneath your sternum, before you are bodily YANKED away from Akvos, away from the ocean and the Queen and the King and the Princess.

And land back on (mostly) solid, dry ground.

Welcome back to the Temple of Beginnings. Don't worry, there's no hurry for you to get back up just yet.


Hey, Howya Doin'?
Once you do get back up, now is the time to be taking stock of the situation - yours, your friends, and even those new merfolk neighbours (who may need a hand getting their fins back into the water). There is also the missing members of the Circle to consider: people who disappeared on the journey to Akvos, and those who never made it back..

(There's also that small matter with a certain 'witchess-san' that may be a cause for concern to some more than others.)

Whatever the case, it's a lot to process right now. Take the time you have, because you don't know if it'll be enough for what you need.

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[[ OOC: Here's an open post for threads reacting to the end of the Akvos world hop. Feel free to use the above prompts, and/or make your own! ]]

Comments

[fuck1ngusernam3]

[It's a second before he processes that. He huffs, eyebrows raised, but he doesn't bother to tell her that's not exactly what he meant. It's something. It's not the worst reaction he's ever gotten to an apology.

So he turns, looks over the top shelf, and grabs the first jar he sees with leaves in it.]

Gonna be real with you, I have no idea what tea without teabags actually looks like. You'd better make sure I didn't just give you oregano, or something. Any other tall guy things you need before I go, uh...

[He grimaces, gives up on the end of that sentence, and shrugs. Having emotions around her hasn't been a great strategy so far; his plans to go have emotions somewhere else probably don't need to be said.]

[rightfully]

[ Taking the small container, she sort of hugs it to her chest awkwardly. At his little remark, her eyes go wide - absent her usual severity adding years to her, she looks remarkably young. ]

I never considered it, but - [ Now she surely will. Thanks, Hank.

Anyway, she'll step to the side so he can exit. ]

[fuck1ngusernam3]

[He watches her a second, tries a smile, then gives it up as too awkward to deal with, ducking his head and sliding past her. He leaves the room - and the mess - behind him. Sticking around to clean up, even if he had it in him to do it, seems like tempting fate.]