NEW YEARS LOG

[veraciously]

Who: Everyone
When: All night, December 31
Where: The Fluffy Duckling
What: PARTYING
Warnings: PG-13: just in case!

[ Emma is waiting at the door of the bar, mostly making sure to mark anyone who is underaged with a black marker, so they don't drink. It doesn't cross her mind that they could just imagine it up, but oh well. Sighing, she looks inside, hoping to maybe go in an partake in a few drinks herself...

Maybe when she didn't have a job to do...]

Comments

[naltorian]

[ Nura approaches the bar, all decked out in her denizen's silks and wraps and harem pants and jewelry ala' mode. ] Hey there, Emma. [ She smiles, leaning her arms on the bar counter and leaning forward amiably. ]

Got any fruit punch?

[veraciously]

[ Emma lets out a laugh as she takes a sip of her beer...imagined up of course ]

Nah, but I'm sure if you wanted some..

[naltorian]

[ Nura shakes her head. ] Oh no. I don't want any of that Imagineered food. It tastes real, but it's still something that the Rulers gave us, and of what they have given us, I've reason to suspect that this Imagineering will come back to bite us in the nass.

[veraciously]

I never thought of that, but it is useful. I wonder though, if that girl has anything to do with that part of it.

[naltorian]

[ Nura arches a brow. ] What girl? [ She looks over her shoulder. ]

[veraciously]

That one....The World.

[naltorian]

Oh! [ She understands now. ] She seems to want us to get home almost as badly as we do. She's actually been really helpful these past months. She even tried to send us home herself, but the Rulers caught her.

[veraciously]

She does seem to want to get us home...I feel like I can trust her, but that mask. I wonder why she has to keep it on.

[naltorian]

Maybe she's trying to keep her civilian identity a secret. That's what the vigilantes of old did. They wore masks because they acted outside common law to give justice. [ She shrugs her shoulders. ] Or maybe there's a scar or something she doesn't want anyone to see. It's possible that the Rulers could have hurt her.

[veraciously]

True, but I think maybe...she's not able to take the mask off. It feels like she would have done so by now.

[naltorian]

Vanity is a powerful thing, Emma. It can make people...do silly things.

[veraciously]

I don't know...[ She still looks really uncertain ] She doesn't seem like the type to worry about such things, considering she's often taking our interests over her own.

[naltorian]

Look. [ Nura sighs and digs into here silks and procures a bottle of juice. She uncaps it, takes a drink, and then caps it once more. ] I know that we're all wary, and we can't tell what will happen, but we have to take friendships with this Island when we can.

[veraciously]

I agree. It's better to be safe then sorry.

[naltorian]

Right. [ She puts her bottle back in her silks. ] So take everything with a grain of sand.

[veraciously]

Exactly, but it also helps to have some faith.

[naltorian]

Even the logical scientists in their labs have faith. I think we'll be marginally fine, Ms. Swan.