middleofsomewhere | Event: Healing Waters

"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

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All he does is make a sad, mournful chirp at the almost laugh. Rude human.

He's soaking wet! Have heart!

Come pet him or something. Please.

The sad chirp makes her shake her head with a laugh, but she heaves herself out of the water and crouches next to the sopping wet creature.

"You poor thing, I suppose we should either find your master or dry you off, no?" She offers out a hand, with a sympathetic smile.

There's a sniff of the hand, as if that is an agreeable proposition. But, then the clefairy unleashes the mother of all full-body shakes, all four legs firmly planted into the ground, vestigial wings lose and limp as they go with the motions. The shake is kind that longhaired dogs would do; the kind that is the unleashing of a near literal fuckton of water.

Everything in range is now drenched. Not only that, there is a very, very satisfied 'feeaaahhhri' - and one smug clefairy now only moderately damp with deep, intelligent eyes.

Sapient? No. Intelligent and a fairy(-type) who's been around humans most of his life? Yes.

The hand sniff gets a smile, but that quickly fades the second the creature unleashes the unholy amount of water that gets everywhere and elicits an offended squawk from Nova who had just dried off only to get soaked once again. The hawk is glaring while Willow goes from frustrated to letting out a laugh at her bird being soaked again.

"That was a lot of fur, little one. Are you made of water?" She asks through a couple quieter laughs, not expecting the critter to respond.

The only answer, to them both, is the smuggest, sassiest of looks as he sits back on his haunches, wings flared out behind him for balance.

She might get the feeling there's something fae-like about him, too.

The creature's actions have definitely been amusing her and for that she gives it a bright smile, before she blinks a bit and raises an eyebrow. She recognizes the feeling, but can't place it fully, even though it feels vaguely fae-like.

Despite her own wanting to know more of the critter, Nova squawks back, letting her know that the bird wanted to go for the night flight they were going to do. Getting up, Willow gives the critter another smile. "It seems my friend here would like to go for a flight, but if I see you around again, I must know more of you."

With that, Willow gets up out of the water and Nova hops up on her arm as they left to go for their flight.

He watches them go, then heads off in search of his next 'friend'.

Event: Healing Waters

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shall we close to wrap for points?

Sounds good to me! Here can work?

Yes!