Event: Healing Waters

[voidtreckermods]

"Good morning passengers, it is day twenty three of the month of Grasshopper. All passengers of the Voidtrecker Express require rest. Next stop Jema’grethy Island. All passengers prepare to disembark."

It is a very strange morning message that rings through the train on the morning of day twenty three but as the passengers of the Voidtrecker Express wake their screens glow with the colour of the void and a holographic screen pops up for them to read.

World #2554098133741: A world once inhabited by an ancient civilisation and now preserved as a historical site, nature reserve and well-being retreat. It is famous for its relaxing hot springs, calming atmosphere and beautiful beaches.

It is a popular void-traveller destination, particularly among void missionaries as a place to rest and recuperate after difficult missions.

The Voidtrecker Express will spend three days here, arriving today and leaving on day twenty six of the month of Grasshopper. The dressing carriage is open for your convenience.

It is time for a holiday it seems!

Preparation

For those who go to explore the dressing carriage they will find a variety of beachwear and wetsuits. One cupboard has a pile of tents and groundsheets in all four team colours.

One cabinet is exclusively filled with beach towels, in a kaleidoscope of colours, designs and patterns. Another is filled with different shapes and sizes of plain towel dressing gowns. There is even a cabinet with buckets, spades and small rock-pooling nets.

It seems they are in for quite an adventure.

Arrival

"Shortly arriving on World #2554098133741. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

The train lurches and rattles as it leaves the void they will get a glimpse of silver-purple sky and a beautiful ocean below.

However some passengers might be a little more than distracted, one staring at that table for a second too long, another seeming lost in thought for a couple of seconds, a longer than normal pause in a sentence. They see a vision, a glimpse of a life that is not their own. Not all at once, but here and there as the train descends to the island.

But then it is gone and things are back to normal. Just in time, as they come to land.

Jema’grethy Island

The train has landed on a grassy ridge, overlooking a beautiful beach of white sand and the ocean beyond. It is warm, but not too hot, a cool ocean breeze cutting through the heat making it pleasant. Behind them is a grassy plain, changing to forest in the distance. There is the sound of birdsong in the purple sky. To the west the land is more craggy, the silhouette of a fortress in the distance. In a word, it is idylic. A sense of peace permeates the island.

A little more worrying is the volcano-like structure in the north. But even a quick glance will show it is not a typical volcano. There is no smoke and the liquid slowly running down it in rivulets is pink and blue.

Exploring the passengers will find beautiful beaches, ragged cliffs to walk and caves to explore. Where it is more craggy the beaches are made of pebbles- perfect for rock pooling.

The place has no people, but it is clearly maintained. The eastern beaches have racks of shallow boats, both canoes and one- or two-person sailing dinghies. There is also a small building in which scuba gear is stored, along with several waterproofed manuals and instructional literature.

Ruins of ancient houses are scattered across the island, but the main settlement is built into a rocky section in the north-west that has been secured with ropes and stairways cut into the cliffs, perfect for scrambles and hikes.

There are no living quarters, but there are sheltered sections with basic toilet facilities marked as camping grounds in five different sections of the island - by the hot springs, within the ruined fortress, beside the harbour, on the eastern beaches, and on the northern face of the mountain.

Hot Springs

To the west are the hot springs. They have both outdoor and indoor areas; the indoor areas being wooden loghouse saunas, changing rooms and storage sheds, whilst the outdoor areas are a tiered series of pools spilling down the side of the mountain and shaded by brightly flowering trees. The waters are hot, mineral-rich and soothing.

Perfect for overly stressed, world weary Void heroes...

(OOC: More setting information is here, please feel free to go wild with the setting and have a fun and relaxing time. You can use this post as a catch all for your holiday or make your own posts on middleofsomewhere. More information about how the memory event is structured is here!)

Comments

[agathokakological]

Crowley might have blushed at the remark, but it would likely only have been noticed by those who are super observant, it only reaching the tips of his ears. 

"Right. Yeah, sure." he stammered, trying not to let his gaze drift across the train car to a certain someone, who Crowley certainly had used such tactics on before. 

"No harm done." he snapped, thankful for the distraction.

[only_one_wei]

Wei Wuxian noticed the slight twitch of 'yeah, I do have someone too' and grinned at Crowley. "Are they just the cutest thing ever? Or, you know, more..." he made a vague shape in the air that could have been anything. "More just sexy?"

[agathokakological]

The demon twitches an eyebrow at that, looking a tad bit confused, "Are we talking about the trousers or the certain someone?" he asked curiously.

"I'm afraid I don't know yours. Or well... you at all."

[only_one_wei]

"Either, actually," Wei Wuxian said with a grin.

"Mine is the straight-laced one over there," he said, pointing at Lan Zhan in his ice blue robes. "Don't ever touch the ribbon on his forehead. Of the three thousand rules his sect has, I think about a third are about that one," he said with wry laugh. Personally, he loved messing with it, but Lan Zhan only permitted it because, well, it was him.

"I'm Wei Wuxian," he introduced himself. "If you've heard anything bad about me...well, most of it's true, but please don't hold it against me." He grinned.

[agathokakological]

Crowley smiles as the man before him excitedly points out his special someone, reminding him a bit of his own.

"Anthony Crowley," he nods, then, unable to help himself, points out another person across the room who until recently had been bound to his own set of several thousand rules, "My straight-laced one's over there."

It's fairly clear this is still a honeymoon phase by the way he smiles so fondly when he talks about him, but that's nobody's business but his own.

[only_one_wei]

Wei Wuxian is still in his honeymoon phase as well, so he doesn't judge at all.

"Pleasure to meet you." His eyes went to Crowley's special someone and he chuckled at the description. "I suspect we have a lot in common. You the 'bad boy' in the relationship? No one understands what he sees in you, that sort of thing?"

[agathokakological]

Crowley scoffs, his eyebrows shooting up in amusement. Prior to them being able to put any sort of label on things, their relationship was very much forbidden. It was less about what Aziraphale saw in him and more about the fact that they had been supposed to be on opposite sides; hereditary enemies. 

"I don't know if I would use those words," he replies, "But sure, something like that."

[only_one_wei]

Wei Wuxian's eyes went back to his own straight-laced love. "Of the 3000 rules carved into the mountain in Gusu Lan, about one-third were specifically about me. Or so I surmise since they were written after his clan helped the others bring about my death and vilified me."

He grinned. "I cannot wait to see his uncle's face once he discovers that his precious nephew married me. Oh, that makes him my uncle too now." His grin became downright wicked.

[agathokakological]

"There's a flex." Crowley scoffs, beginning to poke about for more supplies. Crowley isn't sure if Heaven had any particular rules solely about him, but that was quite fun to think about.

"Married, hm?" he notes, the romantic in him wondering if his angel would even go for such a notion. The idea of it is so very human after all. They had known one another for six thousand years, slapping a title like married on top of such a long relationship might be overkill.