[OPEN]

[purple_reign]

WHO: Inanna and YOU
WHERE: Around Maurtia Falls
WHEN: The latter half of May
WHAT: Open log!
WARNINGS: Potential for discussions of depression, violence, death, emotional abuse


A - Open Mic Night

[Open mic night! The best night a bar with a stage has to offer, and tonight is a truly special night. Inanna has decided to grace the stage with an impromptu public performance—with a quick warning about the lowered inhibitions that come with hearing their Voice. It's...not quite their normal song. The message may be the same—hope and the promise that it's okay to be just as you are—but there's a strange sad quality to it that's at odds with the message itself.

Odd as it might be, there are still plenty of natives thoroughly enjoying the show. A few security staff are scattered around to watch the crowd and remove the occasional couple that gets a little too intense (carefully bundled into cabs to take them home or, more likely, to a hotel), or to gather up the more frequent fainters to recover in a back room.

After the show, Inanna steps down from the stage to mingle among the members of the audience that are still standing, offering bright smiles and as many autographs as fans are ready to demand. Which is a lot. As much as they love their native fans, they're relieved to spot any fellow imPorts around who might offer some less intense attention.]

Did you enjoy the show?


B - Supporting the arts

[But if somewhat sketchy bars aren't your jam, Inanna can also be spotted at a pop-up art gallery in the art district one evening. They wander from one piece to the next, eventually stopping to linger in front of a painting that relies on heavy black and blue tones with an occasional streak of lighter colors peeking through.

They tilt their head curiously and turn to whoever happens to be standing nearby.]

What do you think of this one?


C - Late Night

[Or maybe you're the kind of weirdo that hangs out on rooftops, in which case you might run across Inanna alone and lounging quietly in the moonlight one evening. They've spread a transparent, shimmering array of starscapes out in the air just above them, swiping through different sets of constellations and galaxies with a thoughtful look.]

D - Wildcard

[Got something else in mind? Feel free to leave a starter of your own or hit me up at jiora]

Comments

A

[sleight_of_hand]

[ Adachi was lucky enough to already be at the bar that night, still banned from doing anything on the ice after his accident. He wasn't sure if Inanna had seen him or not, but it didn't matter; it was clear they were out to sing their heart out whether he was there or not. So he stuck around, propping his elbow on the bar counter and just listening. ]

[ He didn't regret it one minute. ]

[ They had said something about their music, though Adachi couldn't remember exactly what it was. Still, he expected something was going to happen, and it pulled at his heart hard; if there was anyone that longed to be who he really was and have it be okay, it was him. It came to a point where he clutched at his chest, trying to keep his breathing even, affecting him to the point where he could even feel his Persona grumbling in the back of his mind. He didn't get the right to grumble about having his soul swayed by something; not when he wasn't even answering him right now. ]

[ Still, even with that much of an affect on him, Adachi couldn't help but feel the sadness behind it as well. So much so he wanted to get up on stage behind them, holding onto them tight. ]

[ He remained where he was at however, even as the performance was done, a faint smirk coming to his face once he was finally noticed. Adachi absently found himself reaching out for them, though he dropped his hand before he could touch them, not sure if it would be appropriate. ]

Of course I did. That was amazing.

[purple_reign]

[Inanna looks a little uncertain to see him at first, only relaxing when he greats them so warmly. They huff out a relieved sigh that they hope he won't notice, reaching out to catch his hand in both of theirs before he can drop it all the way.]

I'm glad you got to see it.

[sleight_of_hand]

[ Adachi let out a faint noise as his hand was grabbed, that smirk of his taming down to a faint smile after a moment. He let his fingers close around one of their hands, thumb stroking gently. ]

You seemed sad though.

[ He kept his voice soft, not wanting to come off as accusatory. ]

[purple_reign]

[Their smile doesn't fade, but it does grow a little strained. Inanna hadn't realized it would be obvious even through the Word of their song. How many others had noticed it...?]

Did I? That isn't supposed to be part of the message.

A

[glassfall]

[Cinders has never heard singing like this before. It's wonderful - magical, even - and Cinders finds herself with tears in her eyes as she listens. She understands the lyrics perfectly - or she would, if she had any idea what the person was saying. But even if she can't understand the language, she can tell what it means.

She wants to laugh. She wants to cry. She wants to faint. She wants to punch her miserable red bat of a stepmother in the face (and then possibly forgive the shit out of her. Maybe. It's hard to tell). And when it's all over, she's surprised to find the beautiful figure, who had been singing their heart out on stage, turning to her.]

Oh, yes. It was wonderful. Better than any song I've ever heard.

[She means it, too.]

[sleight_of_hand]

[ Adachi regarded them, his expression hard to read, before he tugged their hands over toward him, planting a soft kiss on one. It was hella bold for him, but he didn't care much at the moment. He could internally freak out about it later. ]

Guess I was paying more attention than others.

A

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor is probably more sensitive than most to the way music can affect him, catching subtleties within a countermelody or being moved by words with more than one meaning; the music he's commissioned several songs over the years so he knows what to listen for even when he wasn't actively listening. Having said that, his last reaction to a god-song was ill-received in both senses of the word: he hadn't even heard it initially, the sound and meaning of it creeping up on him slowly, not to mention is less-than-favorable reaction to it. So he listened to Inanna's song with some hesitancy, but hoping for the best.

And Viktor was not disappointed at all. He was swept up in it nearly from the first note, a warm and freeing confidence filling his heart and head, making him think back to his Junior days of skating when everything was still new and fresh and he only had to reach out to take the world in the palm of his hands. On the surface of that elation was something quieter too, the hint of sadness providing something more subdued but no less powerful: that particular revelation he felt when Yuuri Katsuki told him he didn't have to be anyone but himself. No roles, no masks to wear; just Viktor.

It's with those familiar emotions filling him that Viktor catches the subtle undercurrent of sadness beneath it all. It's not jarring or distracting, just another melody woven in, but it tugs at Viktor's heart just the same, pulling him back from the total lack of inhibitions the song might have otherwise caused, keeping him in his seat to watch the show rather than having him look for Yuuri and a quiet corner to ravish him in.

He applauds when they finish, and offer him a drink when they make their way over to where Viktor is seated at the bar. ]

Bravo, Inanna! Your Voice was amazing!

[purple_reign]

[Charming... The tension fades away in a moment, and they laugh fondly and bow their head. It's far from the most tender or surprising thing anyone's done for them, but it's certainly not something they expected from Adachi.]

You're full of surprises.

[purple_reign]

[They reward her with a star-bright smile—as if she's the only one in the room, and frankly she might as well be. For as much of a social butterfly as Inanna is, they're just as skilled at focusing in on a single person at a time, especially when that someone is a freshly converted fan who's still absorbing the full breadth of their message.]

The Word of God tends to leave that kind of impression on people. I'm glad you were here to hear it tonight. Not many people get the chance.

[purple_reign]

[Inanna is always happy to chat with fans and peers, but they're especially thrilled to see Viktor was lucky enough to catch the show tonight. It's not quite the private show that they promised him and Yuuri, but it's well past time for him to get to hear the message.]

I knew you'd love it. You and Yuuri already embody so much of what it's about.

[fourlevels]

I think I finally can understand what you mean by that now.

[ He hand was playing with his own drink on the bar, idly twirling it. ]

Although ...

[purple_reign]

Although...? [They lean against the bar beside him with a curious tilt to their head, waiting for him to continue.]

[fourlevels]

Well, it was different from Lucifer's obviously, but it didn't feel as ...

[ The finger on the rim of the glass taps a few times while he searches for the right word. ]

As consuming? Like it was restrained somehow.

[purple_reign]

[ W O W that is the last thing Inanna ever expected to hear about their message. They actually gape at him in surprise for a moment before remembering they need actual words to speak with.]

Restrained...in what way?

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor blinks at that reaction, sitting up a little straighter. ]

Did I say something wrong?

[purple_reign]

[They laugh a little helplessly and make a vague, sweeping gesture.]

I'm...Inanna. Restraint isn't really my thing. I'm meant to tear restraint away.

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor chuckles a bit too, looking over at a corner where one couple was, ahem, busy. ]

If the other fans are anything to go by, I'm fairly sure you succeeded in that.

Mmm, maybe restraint isn't the right word then. I remember at Lucifer's concert how I wanted to take Yuuri right then and there and probably would have if I hadn't been so angry too. I felt something similar with your song, but it was ... like it was somehow ... dampened?

[purple_reign]

Oh... I see.

[They smile and relax against the bar again, following Viktor's gaze with a low chuckle.]

Luci is...well, she's Lucifer. I told you she was more wild than I am, didn't I? My tenets have more respect for your fellows than hers do. None of my true followers would ever act without consent first.

[fourlevels]

Hmmmm, I'm not even sure it's that. When you started singing, I was just about ready to hop up and find Yuuri to drag him into a bedroom. But then as I was listening, I felt a little ... sad.

[purple_reign]

[Ah. Well, there goes the smile. It really must have been obvious if more than one person was noticing it. They look more confused and surprised than upset at least.]

You too? Tohru was saying something about that when I spoke to him...

[fourlevels]

[ No, come back smile :( ]

Oh. Were we wrong?

[purple_reign]

[No it's gone forEVER]

I can't tell you what you did or didn't hear, but it's...not usually a part of my song.

[fourlevels]

Inanna ... Are you feeling sad?

[ Viktor moves his hand from his glass, reaching out to brush his fingers over Inanna's hand. ]

B

[dun_moch]

[Standing next to Inanna with his hands behind his back, Count Dooku frowns slightly and makes a 'hmp' noise deep within his throat.]

It does little for me. The artist's implication is obvious, but the technique offers no true enlightenment.

[Pop-art isn't really Dooku's thing anyway.]

[sleight_of_hand]

I'm working on it.

[ Well, no, not entirely. He was mostly working off of the high their song inspired at the moment. He tugged at them gently, quietly asking if they could sit with him. ]

How've you been?