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

[flatteries]

[ There's no way that tiny bit of pity is enough to combat what's about to happen next.

That swimsuit was already too much for Inigo's mind. But now there's that bikini, and it's-- it's so tiny! Inigo wonders if that would even cover up anything at all if someone were to wear it?!

Inigo's face grows more and more red.. and then a moment later he just collapses to the ground.

.. welp. ]

[goingthroughaphase]

[ Oh...guess the teasing was a bit too much.

Tossing the bikini aside, she quickly kneels down next to him, gently shaking him to wake him up. ]

H-Hey! Inigo??

[flatteries]

[ There's a groan, and slowly Inigo's eyes start to flutter open again. ]

Kitty..? What happened..

[ Is Inigo just being dramatic? Or did he genuinely just pass out for a moment at the thought of Kitty in a bikini? It's a mystery. ]

[goingthroughaphase]

[ It really is hard to say. So she probably won't be doing that again. ]

Sorry. Uh...you okay?

[ She'll help him sit up, if he needs it. ]

[flatteries]

I'm.. fine! I'm fine! [ Granted, that's Inigo's standard response whenever he hears that question. It's practically instinctive at this point, and he easily sits up with her help. At least it doesn't look like there's something off about him right now. ]

I must just have been attacked by a bear or something of the sort just now! [ .. in the dressing carriage, Inigo? ] After all, nothing less than that could do that to an invincible guy like me!

[goingthroughaphase]

[ She just gives him A Look. ]

...Uh-huh.

[ Don't make her pull out the swimsuit again, Inigo. ]

[flatteries]

[ Please have mercy on his poor, sensitive heart, Kitty...

It's very, very obvious though that she's not very impressed with his fact, and so his smile slowly.. starts to drop... until it turns into something slightly more awkward. ]

F-Forgive me.. Of course you can wear anything you want, it's just.. I.. [ He stammers, then shakes his head, his cheeks pink. ] No one wears anything like this where I'm from. I'm not used to it.

[goingthroughaphase]

[ She has to hold back a giggle, not wanting to laugh too much at his expense. ]

It's okay. That's kind of what I meant when I said you were old-fashioned. It's not a bad thing, though.

[ Looking back at the swimsuits, she picks up the one-piece suit that she'd initially considered. ]

Honestly, I wasn't too fond of the other one either. So I might just stick with this one.

[ Even if she probably could pull off wearing a bikini, she was a bit shy of showing off that much of her body. ]

[flatteries]

[ He sucks in a breath, trying really hard to not think about how much skin even a regular one-piece bathing suit would expose for someone used to medieval standards.. ]

That's.. good, then. You should wear what feel best for you. So you're comfortable.

[ Even though he's still kind of dying.

Speaking of that, he awkwardly raises a hand to rub the back of his head. ]

You're sure that.. erm, that it's really not bad though? That I'm old-fashioned?

[goingthroughaphase]

[ With a smile, she shakes her head. ] Not really. I mean, you're not telling me that I shouldn't be wearing it or anything.

If my dad saw me considering wearing that bikini, he would've freaked out and forbidden me from wearing it or something.

[flatteries]

So does that mean your father is old-fashioned as well?

[ Which is probably true, considering that tidbit she told him. But of course Inigo's brain runs with it just a taaad further than that, and his eyes widen as he adds-- ]

He is also from older times?! [ Except Inigo isn't thinking like the 50's like most modern kids would, maybe.

No, he's thinking literal medieval times. ]

[goingthroughaphase]

Yeah, he's a bit old-fashioned. I wouldn't say he's from older times, exactly, though he is from a different generation.

[ Hopefully that would be enough to clear things up. ]

[flatteries]

.. A different.. generation?

[ Apparently it's not. Since Inigo is looking very clueless now. Listen, when your entire world changes into a hellscape apocalypse when you're only 11 years old, the concept of generation is kind of lost on you. ]

Does that mean I'm from a different generation than you too?

[goingthroughaphase]

[ Yeah, she was afraid of that. ]

Uh...maybe? It's hard to say. The train seems to pull people from different times as well as worlds.

[flatteries]

[ It really is hard to say. It looks - if you consider just how many wrinkles are appearing on Inigo's face, like he's thinking really hard - like it's hard to even just think about.

But after a few quiet moments, he seems to at least have decided something here. ]

I don't really like that idea. I want to be in the same generation as you! We're friends, after all! [ He's a little pouty - pouty enough for his cheeks to puff out like a pufferfish. It makes him look younger than usually. ] I'll do my best to become less old-fashioned!

[goingthroughaphase]

Continued here