aterat | Winter log

Who: Everyone!
What: Open Log
When: December
Where: The Hunter's Lodge
Warnings: N/A
Notes: This is a mingle log, so people are free to set up their own TLs under it. So tag in and tag around!

Snow has fallen outside and while it's not heavy it's set just enough down to gently cover the wooden benches and ground outside. The chairs have been removed but the lanterns are still out and lit (as well as the little lights that have been replaced with more festive ones) if people want to walk around outside and have private chats among the snow, the trees and the lighting.

Potluck - Food is all around. Got a story about how the food you brought is part of a long standing family tradition? So much the better! But Ignis for his part has been researching and working on bringing the foods he's heard about. So here you'll find an appetizer platter along with a cream cheese tree, turkey, ham, his version of the Crown City roast, stuffing balls, roasted potatoes and roasted vegetables, and of course a few different desserts.

So you can find him making sure the table is decked out in christmas colours and full of food. But as he sets the last appetizer tree down on the table, he nods. "Quite glad to see that you could make it."

Trim a tree A small group of freshly cut green trees are sitting in a corner with room to go around the back. Simple lights are already in place, but there are ornaments with hooks sitting in silent invitation to decorate the tree and gather around as well as different coloured garland too.

But there's plenty of supplies and being able to decorate a tree with Nida last year was all sorts of fun as it will be again this year. So the advisor is definitely happy that nature can come inside at least temporarily.

Ignis stands back and takes a look at the trees with a satisfied sort of nod. "I suppose after the holiday, I will see about replanting it outside." Turning to his guest, there's an easy smile. "It won't do to simply throw it away do you think?"

Gift exchange - Gifts aren't required, but people are free to do so. This can be as private or as public as wished! The royal strategist is busy arranging gifts under the tree, trying to make some sense as to how they should be grouped, so he's on his knees trying to keep the order straight. As soon as someone approaches, he acknowledges their presence with a smile. "Would you mind handing me that blue wrapped gift sitting on the chair right next to you?"

Wild card- Dancing? Snowball fights outside? Feel free to make up a thing here!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Sure, mate. We're all here ripped away from our homes. The least we can do is help each other deal with it."

He could be short to the point of rudeness, but Jagger did have the best of intentions, and a really good reason to keep people at more than arms' length. Still, he was curious about the others here and Jacob was no exception.

"Does the world you're from have anything above the mundane?"

Jacob smirked. "I think that way too but I know that not everyone does." It was a logical way to look at it but emotions often got in the way of logic. A logical world didn't exist.

"It does but I'm not really apart of it. I'm a bit boring." He didn't look too bothered by it. It was just another fact of his life. "But my sister and my adopted family had various powers and things that were a bit more than mundane. Well, maybe not compared to here but compared to 2027 Seattle."

It was hard to know what was normal for other people.

It didn't, but Jagger's first inclination was the keep the world at arm's length, which called for a healthy dose of logic whenever emotions were in play. It kept him grounded, and the feelings of others out of his own. "They don't, but it doesn't make it less true."

He nodded. "Various powers? I've heard about things, but I've only seen a few. Any specifics?"

"Yeah." Truth was rather subjective in Jacob's experience. He knew his truth but the truth of others usually confused him. The most he could do was recognize the difference.

"Oh, A whole mess of things. My adopted family were werewolves. Or Human-wolves. Wolf's that turned human. My sister is a god." Which was still weird. His memories of his sister wasn't the woman who had saved him. She'd changed so much from the girl he knew growing up. "Um. I have less experience with others. Vampires I guess but they aren't dead or anything. Just really fast and don't like light."

(OOC: I'm so sorry that I completely missed this notification!)

His brow furrowed for a moment before he raised a hand, pinching the bridge of his nose. "That's...a lot to unpack, mate." And it was. Werewolves? Wolves that turned into humans? Were they one and the same or two different species? His sister was a god? What the Hell did that even mean? And Vampires?

"But you're just, what? Normal? How'd you manage that?"

(ooc: that's cool. I was out of commission for 2 weeks anyway)

"Is it?" Jacob laughed as he ran a palm through his hair. "Sorry. I guess it's just my life. It all seems really normal for me now but it's probably not normal." It wasn't normal in his world either but Jacob stayed away from regular people. He didn't have a good basis for comparison.

"Mm? Not sure." He exhaled slowly and tried to think of any reason for him to be normal. It wasn't something he put a lot of thought into. It was nice being normal and he liked it. Being special made someone a target. It wasn't a good thing.

"I don't know any of my blood relations besides my sister and she didn't know she was a god until after high school. Maybe it just passed me." His biggest fear was that he wasn't normal and one day some unknown power would wake up inside of him. "No one I've met knows and I've talked to a lot of people who use various forms of magic. Though I don't know if they've tried to look into that." Jacob was probably going to spend a lot of time thinking about this now.

"I'd say it was luck but I actually have terrible luck." It was funny how bad his luck was.

Jagger could respect that. There were a lot of things about his life that weren't normal, were far from it in fact, and even some that he'd begun to take for granted, such as how prevalent ghosts were, and how often they weren't ghosts at all, nevermind the fact that he just knew things by touching things.

He frowned, thoughtful for a moment before looking back to the guy. He was sure he was going to regret asking, but his curiosity was always stronger than his sense of preservation.

"Hang on, how do you just find out you're a god?"

Jacob let out a low throaty laugh at the question. "You aren't the first person to ask me that. I honestly think my sister is a bit of a ditz." He spoke affectionally but he also had no illusions about his sister. She tried too hard and at times her combination of guilt and self-righteousness was annoying.

"I think it's because she tried to hard to fit in. I can't really relate but maybe it was because she saw herself as odd." He shrugged again. "I don't really know. If she ever shows up here I'll point her in your direction. Maybe she'll have a better answer."

"You know, I look forward to meeting her, on the off chance she ever shows up around here, anyway." The odds of that actually happening weren't as low as he originally thought, considering how many people had arrived here from other places together.

"She'd probably like that." Jacob reflected wistfully before looking back at the bright lights pouring from the lodge windows. "We should probably get back to the party, huh?" He wasn't a big party person but he'd come here to at least show his face.

"I'm not good at big gatherings."

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