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

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Hold on, you JUST figured out flying? Is that just -- how does it even --

[Zetta degenerates quickly into confused noises as he tries to work this all out. How do you have the ability to fly and not know? How do you not know you can fly and then find out?]

[springforth]

Hey don't--I'm young! I'm still figuring out my powers and their reach!

[She huffs, glancing over at him and then quickly back at the beach before her when she realizes her mistake]

I wanted to learn how to disguise myself but I never got that far. I'm probably powerful enough to do it and it'd be a huge help with all the human based missions. But--I mean, it's probably cliche but my powers do weird things when my emotions run high, not always in my control. So that's how I learned to fly.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Disguise yourself to look like an ordinary human, you mean?

[Zetta faintly disapproves! 'Sephe is fine the way she is! Screw subtlety!]

Anyway, that just means you're not really comfortable with your emotions.

[springforth]

All the cool gods are doing it. [She teases, nudging at him with an elbow] Though we all know why they're doing it.

[She doesn't reply to the second statement at first, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel and looking off in the distance. They've slowed to a crawl] It's not about being comfortable with my feelings, it's keeping control of them. You wouldn't understand.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

[Zetta bends slightly, about the only gesture of negation he can properly manage.]

Naw, it's the same thing. You don't control emotions. You control what you do with them.

[springforth]

It's not the same--holding them back--you don't get it. If we lose control, we have plenty of power to hurt people. Eros did something like that when the girl he was in love with tried to hurt him. Mortals are fragile, I can't just--you have to control yourself.

[Her fingers are gripping the steering wheel tight, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond the beach. Luckily they're not going anywhere very fast. Then her gaze snaps back to where she's driving and she looks around for somewhere else to go]

I'm not here to talk about stupid things like that! I'm here to steal your truck from you for a while! Let's go to the hot springs--can this go up to the hot springs?

[badassfreakingoverlord]

[Zetta makes a note to come back to this sometime. After all, he gets angry or annoyed all the time, but he doesn't do anything about it except yell. To the point that no one takes him seriously...]

Of course it can!

[springforth]

[She pulls her hands away from the wheel to give them a shake, she gripped that wheel awful tight. Then she turns the truck up towards the mountain]

Well let's go then.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

[Some of Persephone's issues aren't cute or funny. This seems like one.]

Petal to the medal! Or, uh, discount floor mat.