All work and no play makes you a dull boy! [Open Post/Event]

[expendable_mind]

Who: Splicer, and anyone ever! Yes that means YOU!
Where:  Hunter's Pad
Summary:  Party till you drop, release some stress, just have fun!
Warnings: Open party event, discretion is advised! Excessive partying

After the announcement over the network, Splicer set off to break out the snacks he had stored, the drinks and set the out on the club floor. He wanted people to have fun and enjoy some care free time. Morale had been fluctuating as of late and a good head kept the troops going in times of strain. What better way to pick up morale than a good fun time with friends and just kicking back and doing your thing?

That's why he was now occupying his booth and taking any requests for the people that came by, greeting and waving at fellow crew and friends. He intended to make this as fun as possible for each and everyone. Good times seemed to be scarce in the future to come, so he'd do his best to make this one of the good ones.

[[OOC: Open event post, feel free to post an open thread for your character, or post to someone who's already there! You can make requests at the DJ booth, and you can choose to interact with Splicer as well, just make sure you put it in the header. Other than that, just have fun!]]

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[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnae nods excitedly and gives her a thumbs up. "Sounds like it'd be a blast, I'd like that." Anything to keep more depressing thoughts at bay. Good company helped that a great deal.

At the change of pace and music, Ronnae smiled, giving her friend an approving look. "Yup! Just enjoy yourself, that's what this is all about." she mused with a timid smile.

[anwei]

Anwei thumbs-up as well. "Maybe you can give me some combat tips in return. I'm trying to rework my fighting style."

She rolls her eyes shut and tries to follow the beat with her hands and body, unconcerned with what any onlookers might think. She's just here to have fun, right?

[shiest_sunbeam]

"Sure, no problem!" Ronnae said with a big smile.

She followed through by dancing closer with Anwei, she was going to have as much fun as they could! That was the purpose of all of this!

[anwei]

Anwei smiles too, throwing her head back, multi-colored lights gleaming from her teeth. Relax, she told herself.

She opened her eyes and turned her body towards Ronnae, trying to match her moves.

[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnae was in full swing and her body was now one with the beats as she usually loved to feel!

Soon enough, she was right on Anwei, dancing much closer than before and practically gliding and guiding her along the flowing dance.

[anwei]

Anwei followed along, letting her teacher set the beat along with the music. How long had it been since she danced like this? She had danced with Sam, at the wedding of Nanoha and Fate...she hoped they were still here. Or if not, she hoped they had been repodded together.

[shiest_sunbeam]

It didn't take long for the music to end and yet, to those dancing, it felt like an amazing ride. Once music changed into a more gentle beat, Ronnie moved back and smiled over at Anwei.

"See? Lots of fun," she mused with a light giggle. "I'm really glad you're around again and am happy to have some leisure time together."

[anwei]

She smiled back. "Yes. When I came back and found out how many people had gone into the pods, I thought: I never had a chance to do anything outside of work while they were here. It's sort of impious for me to be here, with all these different people, and not enjoy their presence and learn their stories."

[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnae blushed and rubbed the back of her head, a small smile on her lips. "Y-yeah I guess. I usually try to get to know as many of them as I can. After all, we're all in this together right? That makes us all at least comrades."

[anwei]

"I can hardly go to my Death and tell Her that I was traveling between the worlds, with people from half a hundred universes, and didn't even go dancing with them, now can I?"

It's a little unsettling, how Anwei speaks of Death as though she was talking about an old friend she would be meeting soon.

[shiest_sunbeam]

Which made her curious, "Death? Like a person, or death as in the state?"

[anwei]

"Death as in the God. You see, where I came from," her voice falls into a subtle rhythm, reciting rather than speaking, "they say that your Gods may lose sight of your soul, as you travel from world to world. So you pledge yourself to the Swift Death of Eight Wings, and wherever and whenever you may die, She will find your soul and take you back to your Gods. And all She asks for passage-price is that you tell Her about your life, who you met and what you did."

"In Her name, you promise to try and lead a long and interesting life. And if your Gods do not receive you kindly, She promises to take you to a place of safety and truth, where you can stay forever without want or lies."

She cocked one eyebrow, and her voice gets a little cynical. "And if you think that is a way for people to duck out of an afterlife destination that is not to their liking, that's quite often the case." She certainly wasn't planning on returning to the toothy embrace of the Gods she had been raised to worship.

[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnae listened intently, the story was definitely interesting and it seemed like a vastly different world than hers as far as the gods were concerned.

"So she was like the guide of your soul in the afterlife regardless of where you ended up at?" That would mean that she would have jurisdiction here, in Stacy? She wondered...

[anwei]

"That's right! She specifically would not come between you and the jurisdiction of your God; if They could bring you to Them, well and fine. If not, She would give you a lift."

"And considering," Anwei wiggled a little with distress, out of sync with the music, "that the Gods I was raised up to follow are quite unpleasant - you know the type, amorphous and leprous and squishy and devouring-all-in-their-path sort of ickyness, I'll be quite happy to skip their afterlife." Said afterlife involved gorging yourself endlessly on screaming flesh. Bleh.

She'd appreciated being excommuniated.

[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnae nodded, wondering if those gods were distant family members of the Old Gods of Azeroth. "Yea, I don't blame you. Sounds horrible."

Now that she mentioned it, "Would you be happy with going back to your world? If we win and what we've been promised is true..." she asked curiously... and immediately after narrowed her eyes in thought. If they overthrew the Daligig... would they still be able to get back their worlds?

[anwei]

"It was." She shrugged and then turned the shrug into part of the dance. "But I have to remind myself that there was a time when I accepted those Gods wholeheartedly, never knowing the better. All it takes is the wrong information and black can seem white, and the ocean dry."

Her eyes looked wistful. "There are a lot of people there that I would miss. Debts unpaid, if the world is restored I should return to pay them. But we need more information!" She moved her hands as though slapping around an invisible face. "We need to know what happens when a universe vanishes - where does all that energy go? What happens to the place where it was? Do the universes around it expand to fill in the empty space, or is there something else there?"

"But if all we can accomplish is to stop the Ohm, and save uncountable lives and life in universes they will never touch," she spun in place, hair drifting, "that will be happiness enough. Even if my own dead, stay dead."

[shiest_sunbeam]

"I... Y-yeah, I suppose you're right. Saving future lives is what we can certainly hope for at the very least. I don't want to see others have to go through what we all have because of this war."

However, her chest felt tight now... The thought of not being able to see her family again was something she'd been pushing to the back of her mind since her arrival here well over a year ago.

[anwei]

Anwei would be perfectly happy to never see any of her family again. Even any of her species.

But maybe, if the worlds were restored...if there was a way to go back in time...could she...?

No. She couldn't, not ever: that wound was too raw. Better not to think of it. Instead she poured her attention back into the dance, trying to lose herself again in the music.

[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnie shook her head a little and visibly wobbled in place, leaning against the nearest rail for support.

"I... I think I should go sit down." she managed to voice out holding her head. She did however, look up and smile weakly. "I think I haven't let myself have enough sleep... I am g-grateful for your time with me A-Anwei."

[anwei]

Anwei quickly snapped back to the present. "Whoa, whoa, here, sit down!" She gestured to a nearby chair. "I didn't mean to literally dance you off your feet!"

"Can I get you something to drink? Maybe you're just dehydrated."

[shiest_sunbeam]

"I ah... t-thanks y-yeah, that would be appreciated." Ronnae replied a bit embarrassed.

She sat down and rested her head on the table, feeling a bit miserable. She had been trying to hold back any mental exhaustion and yet the simple thought of not seeing her family again was a like driving a hot poker through her chest.

[anwei]

Anwei came back and put a glass of sparkling water down in front of Ronnae, then takes a seat herself, watching her.

"I suppose a lot of people are feeling pretty worn out right now, eh? With the fighting, and with the repodding. But really, you should take time off for yourself to sleep at least! Maybe you can get Billy to rest as well." A little twinkle in her eye there.

[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnae smiled appreciatively and laughed a little, though it sounded a bit tired.

"It's hard to get him away from work. In a way, we're both the same in that regard." She looked over at the people who were trying to enjoy themselves and having fun and she smiled weakly.

"It has been a very tiring ride I'll admit... And I only fear that things will only get tougher." she sighed and shook her head before forcing a smile.

"But we gotta keep moving forward right?"

[anwei]

"I know the feeling. Wanting to do everything yourself, because only you can get it right...but that's a bad way to act, sometimes. You're better off helping other people learn your job, because sometimes they do it better than you can. If you're invaluable, you're also the single point of failure."

Her eyes rolled outwards in thought for a moment. "And if we wear ourselves out now, we won't have the inner resources for when the final stretch comes. This is a marathon, not a sprint. We need to pace ourselves, take pleasure when we can," she waves at the other dancers, "and help each other, every step of the race. The prize is too great for us to do otherwise."

[shiest_sunbeam]

Ronnae blinked and stayed silent for a few moments. For whatever reason what Anwei had said ringed more true than she had even thought. She looked around the room for a few moments before turning to Anwei and smiling sheepishly.

"You know... y-you're right... I g-guess I never thought about it that way." She let out a small sigh and relaxed in her chair. "Maybe I should go home and sleep for once... maybe I'll actually get more than a couple of hours."