Event | Summer Jubilee | June 22nd-28th

[ironwood]

Characters: ALL! With special guest appearance by Asti
Date: June 22nd-28th, 2014
Location: Keeliai, all sectors
Situation: To celebrate the six month hatching days of the baby turtles that coincides with the arrival of summer, the kedan are throwing a city wide party! And Asti gifts everyone with a happy dream to make up for the badness plaguing Keeliai lately.
Warnings/Rating: TBA

While the kedan have a complicated and extensive system of writing, a good portion of their folklore is oral tradition and there's one prominent tale that's being told over and over this week. Small variances in the tale do occur from telling to telling but the core of the story goes like this:

Long ago before there were any people in the world, the First Family was made in the sky. Sun, the Mother and Moon, the Father were happy but desired children of their own. They watched all the creatures in the oceans, on the land and in the air and wished they could also have a family but they could not, for they didn't know how and so they were sad. They drifted apart, with Mother the Sun only coming out for part of the time and Father the Moon sometimes disappearing from the sky. Not wanting to see them so saddened, the creatures in all the lands and seas and air gathered together and searched their respective domains for children to give into the sky. From the four corners of the world they came with four children: one for the Dawn, one for the Midday, one for the Dusk and one for the Night. Mother the Sun and Father the Moon were overjoyed! They thanked the creatures of the world and promised they would never again abandon their places in the sky and became the First Family. And for a time, all was well. But Dawn and Midday and Dusk and Night grew older and, as children are wont to do, started asking when they could leave their home in the sky to begin their own families. Their parents were afraid of feeling so alone again if that happened so each year they said, "next year, next year". Eventually the children grew tired of this answer and so, sneaking into the place of the Stars where everything that was known was kept and they cut the end off of Time. The next time that their mother and father went to deny then, the children cried "You cannot say next year, for next year does not exist anymore!" And the Sun and Moon were afraid that if the children went away, then Time would indeed run out and so they agreed that their children could have families of their own, if they stayed and became the Second Family. The children agreed and even today, it is said that they are still waiting for the end of Time to grow back so they can visit other places without everything ending.

OOC INFO & LINKS
Subheaders are for various parts of the event and the rest of the post (not in sub headers) is for general mingling and tagging! Questions relating to the event go HERE.

Adopt-A-Foreigner | The Ritual | Dream A Little Dream | Asti's Blessings | Barbecue | OOC Post

Comments

[andaway]

He gave her a grin, but he let that part of the conversation go. Leading by example meant also making mistakes for everyone to see the consequences, sometimes.

"It's really pretty." He tilted his head as he looked at the locket. He wondered who had gave it to her, but this was no the situation to bombard her with questions. "And were you actively seeking for an advice in particular, or were you just curious?"

[backwordscompatible]

"It is." She agreed. "But that's not why I like it so much. This is."

She opened the locket for a moment so that he could hear the beautiful, soft melody as it echoed into the air. A lullaby.

"Mostly just curiosity," she added in response to his question, though her voice was slightly more distant. Still listening to the lullaby. Waiting until the last notes before daring to close it again.

[andaway]

He waited util the music was over and she closed it before speaking. He was already intruding into a private moment, no need to make it even worse.

"There's a saying about a cat who was curious, but I think as long as you're careful with the advise you get there's nothing wrong with giving it a try. I might try it myself.

That was a really pretty lullaby, by the way."

[backwordscompatible]

It was hardly an intrusion if she was welcoming him in. The song was special to her, as was the memory. She preferred to celebrate special by sharing it with the people who mattered most to her. Like him.

"Thanks. It was my dad's. Well...not his. He didn't write it. I don't think." She shrugged. "He used to sing it to me all the time when I was a little girl. If I was scared or sick or whatever else. When I first got here...I guess I was humming it so often without realizing, Jack had somehow managed to put together the whole song and had it recorded into the locket."

Which spoke volumes about her coping mechanisms. Namely, how private her worries and concerns had been, since day one. Hiding them from even herself, where her subconscious had to take over.

[andaway]

There was a lot said in just a few words and Clark had to take a moment to process it all and make sure he wasn't missing anything the girl was telling him. He wondered if she'd been scared, or simply homesick when she'd been humming it. As far as he knew she'd kind of lost her father, in a way, right before coming here so maybe she'd just missed him and the song was her particular way to remember him.

And he wondered just for how long Jack had been trying to fool himself into thinking he didn't like her. Not that he didn't believe friends didn't do nice things for each other, but going through all that trouble for just a present...

"It's definitely something important to you, then. I wonder if the ritual will be strongest the more important the object you drown is, to you."

[backwordscompatible]

"You don't have to phrase it like that, you know. We're not drowning the objects. More like...cleansing them."

[andaway]

He laughed a bit. "Or soaking them in water, yes. I still have to wonder if the strongest the connection, the strongest the advice."

[backwordscompatible]

"If their magic is anything like some of the rituals I've studied back home, then yeah. A lot of power can be held in spiritual connections. Especially if it contains a strong memory."

[andaway]

He nodded, looking at the fountain as if he'd just thought of something. There weren't many things he had in here that defined him- most he had left behind, either at home or at the fortress. But there had been someone here that had definitely shaped him, and he'd left something behind for Clark. Something that, emotionally speaking, would have a lot of power.

There was only one problem.

"I wonder what will happen if I try an electronic device."

[backwordscompatible]

"My guess? Probably the same thing that would normally happen when you stick something electrical in water."

Either somebody was getting electrocuted, or--best case scenario--he simply short-circuited the item through water damage.

"We can try keeping a bag of rice on hand if you really want to give it a go?"

[andaway]

He smiled, he'd only been half-serious anyway. Even if they had assured him the recorder would be alright, he would have probably not risked it.

"It was just a thought. I guess I hoped if I used something from my father, the advice would be something related to him in a way." A shrug. One of the good thinga about getting his Kryptonian father was that he could openly talk about him with people who only knew the Superman identity.

[backwordscompatible]

It had been so long, Superman was genuinely the only identity she cared about anymore. Even if he offered to tell her tomorrow, it would make little difference.

"There must be something else of his you have. Something that reminds you of him, even. It's not like my dad gave me the locket. It just...feels like him."

[andaway]

He paused for a moment, remembering something. It hadn't been their brightest moments for sure, and he was sure his father would rather have acted like it never happened. But the thing was they had stuck together through it, and it was one of the moments they had spent more time together.

And, he could admit to himself he'd also had a lot of fun.

"You'll laugh but... well. There's the tribbles."

[backwordscompatible]

"The tribbles?" He was right; she nearly did laugh. "Weren't those the little furball creatures that caused even more trouble than I did?"

[andaway]

"Same ones. I still have some of the inventions the Kedan did with them back at home. They had this... screeching purring sound that was apparently a way to soothe and calm predators and it had a calming effect on humans.

But in my family we are not humans. And the sound was extra effective on us. Let's just say it was a really fun couple of days?"

[backwordscompatible]

Strangely enough, Zatanna had a vague recollection of tribble screeching. It hadn't sounded soothing to her at the time. Either because she was a magic user herself, or maybe she just didn't remember after the initial encounter.

"I'll take your word for it." Now she was kind of sorry she missed it. "Those could work. Especially if they remind you of your dad."

[andaway]

"They do" He said honestly, looking at the fountain once more. He took a second to remember, maybe too, but then he glanced at the girl with a grin back on his face. "But I hope I don't get tribble-related advice because of it."

[backwordscompatible]

Now there was a mental image.

"I have one for you: don't feed them after midnight? ...or were those Mogwais? I always get the two confused."

[andaway]

"Considering they ate almost everything in sight if you gave them the chance, I doubt not feeding them after midnight would have ever been a possibility. And they did multiply without the need of water, they didn't even need our help for that.

I'll go look for something to do the ritual with now, thank you for answering my questions."

[backwordscompatible]

"Anytime."

She stood up straight, the pendant firmly clutched in her hand, as she too started to head off. As she passed by him, she lightly brushed her hand against his. Offering something that almost felt like a light squeeze of his fingers.

"See you later?"

[andaway]

He caught her fingers, returning the squeeze with a grin on his lips.

"Definitely."