tampered | Mingle Log!

When; July 5th through July 7th!
Rating; G+
Characters; Open to ALL, 4th Wallers and Citizens!
Summary; The celebrations continue, and the Anonymous regime has summoned guests that Citizens might (not) prove very thrilled to see! As opposed to other Fourth Wall events, all visiting characters will have been invited to the City, or they must arrive here of their own will.

Mingle! Explore~!

Log;

There's so much to do and so much to see in this City of cities. From tromping through Xanadu, long walks along the shore, shopping in the Square, hunting in the forest, meeting a contact in the Underground, or getting as many answers as possible at the Welcoming Center how can anyone decide on just one. In three days time so much can be done!

Shops and restaurants are having specials. Happy hour has become happy days in some bars. This is quite the occasion! When the City decides to celebrate, it becomes contagious. Why not smile and strike up a conversation with a stranger? After all, a stranger is a friend you haven't met yet.

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[People die. He's used to dealing with the reality that yes, people die. And maybe it would break him a little, hearing that it'd come for Lucy (just as it still would, maybe, if it were Annie, Annie, Annie)--but maybe it'd be okay, in the end. After all, he's dead, and it's okay. There are some moments when he's happier dead than he was when he was alive.

Not that much of that matters, because he's busy wrapping her up close right now, and too focused on her face to listen for a heartbeat that might not be there.]

Can it wait until I've had about another five kisses first? I understand if it can't, but I'm just saying, they're pretty good kisses.

[She smiles, then, kisses him again, again, again. Two more, then, her hands in his hair, pushing it back, the surf around their ankles, and she can't stop looking at his eyes.

She's missed him, how has she not?]

I promise more kisses when we get there.

Now that's incentive for you.

[And maybe it's the sea and maybe it's her, and maybe it's the fact that he's alive on top of it, but he leans down and scoops her up into his arms, bridal-style, like she weighs nothing at all.]

Which way am I walking?

[She gives a laugh and points. There's a cave at the end of the beach, a little private cove]

Onward!

[She holds on around his neck, then, to make sure she doesn't slip]

[And what a brat he is, kicking up a spray of droplets with flourished steps as he makes his way in the direction she's indicating.]

This is how you get treated at home, right? Guys lining up to take you anywhere you command?

[Beat.]

I mean, less handsome ones than me, probably, but you know.

Well, I suppose, if men were allowed near me for more than ten minutes without a chaperone.

[She's doing her best not to wiggle but man.

Chest.]]

But yes, all far less handsome.

You're not leading me into an ambush of your brothers here, are you?

[Hey, he's carried Johanna around before. Wiggling isn't going to bother him. Lucy's not even out for his blood.]

Not that that's a problem, except for the fact that it'd mean I'd be wasting time fighting them that I could be spending with you.

My brothers have no clue how to find me. I planted clever detours for them.

[The baker is convinced he saw Lucy head up towards the mountain...]

I'm leading you somewhere special. Somewhere we haven't been before.

[Abruptly he is glad he didn't think to ask the man.]

That could be a lot of places.

[Not that he's complaining.]

Will I know it when I see it?

It's right in that cave, my loyal steed.

[She decides not to distract him with another kiss. He doesn't need it. Because he is distracting her with abs.]

You mean I'm the loyal steed, or the loyal steed is in the cave?

[Finnick, stop being difficult. Tromp tromp tromp.]

Right in here.

You're not quite as loyal as my steeds usually are, but you'll do.

[She does that wiggle that signals she wants to be put down, and takes his hand. The cave is cool and quiet, and the ocean comes in through a hole, making a pool.]

Maybe, but I bet I'm cuter. And also, I don't spit.

[He lets her down and lets her take his hand as well, content to follow wherever she leads.]

In here?

Yes, yes-

Undo the laces on my dress.

[She is more than capable of doing it herself, but she wants him to do it, wants to give him that to do. She moves her hair out of the way so he has room, so he can see them, even inside the cave.]

[Really, Miss Lucy. Really.

Not like it's the first time he's seen her without her dress, though.]

I hope those detours really are as clever as you think.

[Not that he's hesitating to get the laces undone. The job is just coming accompanied by humor, that's all.]

[She steps out of her dress, just her slip on now, and smiles.]

Well, yes, I certainly hope so too.

[She nears the water, then, and touches a bare foot to it, and suddenly, as though she's magic, it lights up, quick as a flash, bright blue.

She giggle and moves in, and where it moves, there's blue, blue, blue, flashing lights, illuminating around her.]

[He's not entirely sure what he was expecting, but somehow, it wasn't that. And he's not really sure what to focus on, then--the water, or on the way she looks when she's lit up like that.]

Lucy...

[It's not the phenomenon that gets him; he's seen the Capitol do dozens of variations on the same idea. It's the effect of the whole thing, somehow, girl and water and...magic.]

How are you even...?

[She turns and the light flashes over and over at her movements. Where the droplets hit her skin they flash for a moment. She smiles up at him. She found this place, this phenomena when she was looking for him.

Sometimes the City has its own magic]

Aren't you going to join me?

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