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⇨ THE SUMMERLANDS

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 119 - Day 126
Where: The Summerlands
What: Ignatius and Gild portal everyone to the Summerlands, with hopes of appealing to the Summer Maiden for help. Meanwhile, the carnival gets the chance to relax in luxury as only tentatively welcome guests. Here is the location write up from the last time the carnival visited. Since then, of course, some things have changed.
Warnings: Nothing in particular.

THE SUN RISES↴

After taking the time to rest, Ignatius and Gild will be able to pool together their energy to portal the carnival (and the airship) to the Summerlands. Those still in Polaris will be left to their own devices for the moment as Gild intends to ask for the Summerlands aid in relocating them, hopefully as soon as possible. With the effort the carnival put into sorting things out in there, however, they should be fine on their own for a little while, at least.

They will arrive in the flowery fields at the base of the mountains, and soon the Summer Fae will notice their presence. Since the last time they visited, however, the atmosphere has changed.

► YOUR ARRIVAL: As the Summer Fae discover the group's arrival, it will quickly become apparent that there is a tension present that wasn't there any of the other times the carnival has visited. The Summer Maiden comes to greet the group personally, with an entourage of armed Summer Fae. They are not at all aggressive unless provoked, but there is clearly a wariness that is new. They seem uncertain about Ignatius being here, and while Gild will be able to do a lot of the talking and smooth things over, the Summer Maiden will deflect having a serious conversation about affairs until the carnival has taken time to 'rest.' It's more likely that the Maiden needs a moment to think over this new information before dealing with it.

► SUMMER CITY: After the Summer Fae become aware of everyone's presence, and the initial uncertainties are accommodated, they will invite you into their city. There are stairs that lead up the sides of the mountains, but thankfully there are also magical means of getting up there as well. The Summer Fae will be willing to help workers with the injured as needed, offering herbal remedies and healing magic to those that want it. You'll also be invited to join them for dinner, but it feels like more of a formality, and no one is obligated to take them up on it.

► SUMMER PEOPLE: The fae here will do their best to entertain these new visitors - but it doesn't seem that much happens here besides day after day of peaceful meditation and relaxation. It is not uncommon to see Summer Fae spent days doing exactly the same thing, whether that be enjoying the weather, listening to music, or dancing - the day and night periods may be similar to earth, but when you don't need rest it can all blur together just the same. Some of the fae work on feats of agriculture or craftsmanship, and while there is no particularly need to work in this place, they take pride in the fact that they do.

► FAMILIAR FACES: One very different thing about the Summerlands this go around is that there appears to be a small settlement built at the base of the mountains, filled entirely with the former residents of the Manor. Alyss and Reyna will explain that they set up a place to live down there with the Summer Fae's help, and that the fae seems to be trying to remain hands off except when they are needed. The Manor folk overall seem to be doing well, though there is some tension regarding their place in the Summerlands - they are clearly seen as refugees, and while the Summer Fae do their best to help them, the arrival of the carnival and the request for even more help with refugee aid seems to be making things awkward.

► OF THINGS TO COME: The Summer Maiden will remain distant for the first few days, but according to Gild and based on personal observation, it will seem that the news that the Ringmaster has been taken and the idea that even more desperate mortals are requesting to come here are putting her at significant ill ease. She's not rude or dismissive, but she seems reluctant to address the situation head on, though she has said that she will hold a meeting with the carnival later in the week to discuss everything in more detail. None of them seem particularly angry or resentful, but they seem to regard the carnival as an ill portent of things to come.

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Does Reira know that Tyki can be a cat? Oh absolutely, she ran into him the first time he was figuring that out. It was all a very interesting time. So she absolutely knows who the cat sunning in a window is, especially when the screen on her front- a portion of which is actually visible through the odd belt on her dress- shifts enough to give away the fact that this cat has more complicated emotions.

Tyki is Tyki, who is nice, and a friend, and deserves hugs she figures, so there's no need to ask about them.

Which is why at least one of them is going to be surprised by whatever comes after she tries to pick him up for one.

There is that darn power to choose, after all.

Normally, he wouldn't mind a hug of her caliber but as a cat he had mild standards about being picked up suddenly without warning. Thankfully for her his ears raises and he hears her coming. He's not asleep entirely as much as he's just enjoying the warmth of the sun, one leg hanging down off the windowsill when he feels hands on his body.

His Power to Choose kicks in instantly to avoid being picked up and he'll lift his head with a stare towards her and a wrinkle of his noise, "Reira."

Yet she'll find she can touch him now as his power drops and he's easily able to be picked up into her arms.

"Ahh-" Wait no-! There's a bit of a pause before she tries to pick him up again, though she seems both confused and slightly insulted by that momentary inability to hug a cat. "...You went through..." she notes, frowning a little. Has he ever even done that to her??

To be fair she normally doesn't just hug unannounced. She's feeling very huggy, recently. Never know when they won't be able to see someone again.

Perceptive of a lot of things, Reira picks up on that little addition easily. No one right now can really touch him given how things are and it is mostly due to the bandages running all over his body. Not to mention the carnival wasn't really the carnival without the Ringmaster. Given how much they were owned and recently released by the Mother of Invention's death, it's a little keen of him to work so closely together with anyone else with some discretion.

He can't stick his next out for everyone right now, not without some reassurance, "Don't look so disappointed. It's better when you smile."

"Ah-" Well, she should smile, she supposes. She doesn't quite get there, but she doesn't look sad at least. "Mnh, I just didn't expect that to happen... I knew you could go through things, but I didn't know people could go through you..."

One would think she'd picked up on it by now, but no! No she hadn't!

Hmm, he never thought about explaining his powers to Reira before only because Reira was blunt and often blurted out things without thinking if it was harmless or harmful to say things. Not that he didn't trust her. It was more along the lines that she just didn't understand the most basic things at times.

"I can go through anything, that includes people, or more specifically if I don't want something to touch me, it can't. Fae realms kind of mess with that a little but it works most of the time."

Now see here she's getting so much better at that!! She's learning.

Case in point- "...oh..." She's connecting two dots, right now, "...So...You didn't want to be picked up then..." Speak quick or you're being put back down, kitty.

He knows she is, as time passes and as all children do. It might just take some while for even Tyki to feel she's ready for anything intimate or private.

"I didn't say that. I don't mind being held by you," he responds, likely confusing the poor kid all over again. His tail even curls around her arm for balance and grip, the tip flicking gently with a sway, "I'm just a little... alert, right now."

"..Alert?" Well, she's going to scratch behind his ears then. Because right now you're as good as any actual cat, and that means scritches.

She's definitely confused though. "...Why does that have to do with it though..?"

He's actually gotten rather good at being manhandled by people as a cat though he expects to be held properly and given every luxury one normally would towards a feline in return. It's why a string of purring issues from his throat at the scratch behind his ears. To indulge in pleasure means the world to him and that actually feels good.

"Mmmm, if I'm alert then I don't allow anyone to touch me." Well, that's not entirely true.

"No one at all?" Reira repeats, sounding a bit curious now. "...That sounds like it would be really important, if someone was trying to hurt you..."

Yes well, she doesn't need to know about that half of the half-truth now does she.

As it is, any cat would expect to be held properly, and a lot would probably start scratching otherwise. Good thing Reira has experience holding cats properly. "...What do you mean about being 'alert' though?"

"Tell me. Do you trust everything to stay this peaceful. Sure, we may not be attacked right now, we may be safe, but I am alert because I want it to remain this way. For now at least."

He doesn't know how to explain alert to her. That he was eyes and ears open with a readiness to attack anyone that tried to hurt him. Polaris hadn't been as bad as the Manor for him, but he was not expecting the death blow to the Mother of the Invention to come so swiftly and easy.

He just wanted no one to touch him right now. No one to even try and his voice sounds reluctant to express that, "It means I am ready for anything, no matter what it may be."

"Mnh... ...I don't know if it'll be 'peaceful' for a long time, but..."

...Well she's pretty sure she doesn't get it, so she waits until Tyki tries his hand at explaining.

Ready for anything... "Mnh..! Ok...that makes sense," she determines, nodding. "...Like being a duelist."

sure they'll go with that

"Normally you can find me relaxing, right? Well this is just me doing that but also keeping my guard up. The best defense is simply the easiest and that is not letting anyone touch me until I'm sure they are safe."

Because emotions often made people unstable or unsafe. Tyki was just one that never let them get to him that badly.

"Duelist? With swords? I suppose that is right."

"Umn. Normally." You're definitely one of the most relaxed people Reira knows, Tyki. She has to pause and consider how the cat really 'felt' with that in mind. She hadn't put much thought into it when she came over, but...she supposes there was a slight difference? Maybe??

Oh, wait- "Umn- no, duelists use Duel Monsters. You have to always think about what your opponent might do, and where they might go, and how to counter..."

"It's easier this way, that's all." He reads like an open books sometimes but the fact still remained he had a strong poker face with both his body language and mental fortitude. He baps her nose with a paw, poking it with a smush.

"How is it dueling without dueling yourself?" he asks, more confused than anything else. Also, he's kind of messing with her but he knows that'll go over her head more than naught.

"Mnh? ...What do you mean?"

It sure will go over her head. Enough that she has no idea what he's referring to with the question!

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⇨ THE SUMMERLANDS

`HELLO NAPCAT,`

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