#conquerhqstarter

the son of amaru quickly stood up and dusted himself off, trying to make sure he didn't have any new scrapes. he was sure he did though. "by the gods, this place is fantastic. isn't it?" he looked over to whoever was closest to him. "i know we're in the midst of a war and people are already going out on missions, but i think it's important to remember to have some fun too. what do you say?"

somehow,  almost  like  he  was  gravitating  towards  it,  he  found  his  way  to  the  temple.  pilar  took  in  a  deep  breath  as  he  looked  around  at  the  statues.  then  he  realized  that  he  wasn't  alone  and  tried  to  be  even  more  silent.  tough  luck.  he  wasn't  the  most  quiet  or  coordinated,  so  he  did  in  face  drop  the  incense  holder  in  his  hand.  “my  apologies.”  pilar  crouched  down,  picking  up  the  contents.  “i  was  just  coming  to  cleanse  the  place,  do  not  mean  to  interrupt.” 

after getting the lay of the land, as much as possible at least, badru found himself in a place that made him comfortable. the cove was big enough that one could swim in, but small enough that he wasn't going to get too carried away. what he didn't realize was how easy it was to get swept up in the relaxation. he pushed himself up until he was above shore again, floating, and thought he was alone. yet, when he heard something, badru quickly swirled around. "y'know, it's not nice to sneak up on a man when he's indisposed."

remy was really trying to fit in and participate in all the customs currently in action. dio had, of course, deeply complicated this for him. ultimately, he would err on the side of naima and what she had planned, so he dressed for her and tried to walk the fine line between the overlapping celebrations. his current tactic was to park himself on the piano bench and play every upbeat party hit, and soberingly beautiful ballad he knew, alternating between the vibes.

with  the  tiki  bar  being  closed,  waaiz  felt  like  he  had  to  work  overtime.  make  sure  he  had  what  he  needed  from  seth  to  get  the  last  ingredient,  but  also  make  sure  the  patrons  weren't  getting  restless.  he  didn't  want  to  take  over  anyone's  business  either.  that's  why  he  just  helped  serve  regular  drinks.  “are  you  feeling  parched?”  brows  perked  up  as  he  stopped  dead  in  his  tract.  a  tray  of  lemonade,  sweet  tea,  water,  and  soda  rested  on  his  hands.  “while  it's  not  as  creative  as  what  seth  whips  up,  this  should  have  most  of  the  basics  for  you.” 

currently, in between bouts of giggles, holli was trying to make herself eat some weird alcoholic food dio had brought from who knows where, that apparently had bugs inside. "i know it's a mental thing! i gotta get over it!" problem was it smelled weird and she didn't think that was just in her head. "just gonna do it. down the hatch." she held her nose but still did not eat it.

but he couldn't be holed up in his room in the basement of his cabin anymore, and needed the fresh air on this face, and to tinker with his bike. ironically, this was the thing demis might find him genuinely weird about, when they had much more practical ways of travel, not to mention maintenance and repair. but that thought would have never crossed his mind and he'd had no qualms about setting up a shady place for himself to work beside the iron fence. once he'd stopped to take a break, he chugged something from a tall styrofoam cup, finally noticing someone standing in the pool of shade with him. "oh. hey." nate cleared his throat. "d'ja need me to move or somethin?"