May Adventure: I Want to Go Where Everyone Goes

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NEW ISLAND: IO

Who: Everyone!
What: Io appears!
When: May 10th and onward
Where: Io
Warnings: The possibility of drug use and alcohol may come up. Otherwise, tag as you go!

Things Are Shaping Up to Be Pretty Odd
As of May 10th, the mana pools on Ensō and its islets will now allow for travel to Io. Though you could always opt for sailing, if you wanted. As we mentioned on the island's introductory post, no exploration is necessary! The island is small enough and easily traversed, and with a minimum of dangers, you have plenty of time to visit each of Io's six draws.

The temple is the easiest place to get in touch with the local avatar, though you can contact them just as easily by striking up a conversation with just about any honeybee you see in the vicinity. The lazy drone of them can be heard all over the island, though they're quite complacent, and not at all prone to disturbing adventurers. The temple itself is twined with grapevines and smothered with inlays of rubies, proud and sparkling. Inside, it smells of honey and wine, and seems to exhibit a naturally contented glow. Just outside, numerous fruit trees sprout all about the temple's courtyard, to be sampled at your leisure.

The bathhouses are located just south of the temple, and are prime locations for some rest and relaxation. Bathe, swim, take a spa day! There are innumerable rooms to do exactly that, and more space than be reasonably filled by some sixty-or-seventy people. Or maybe you're interested in getting absolutely sloshed instead. The vineyard is perfect for that, located to Io's northeast on one of its long, tapering peninsulas. Rows upon rows of grapevines lead up to the crown jewel of the region: a proud winery with enough goods to satisfy even the most parched.

For those less keen on mind-altering substances, the tea gardens are a far safer bet. They practically emanate tranquility, with their soft paper lanterns, thickets of tea trees, and a tea room with a seemingly endless supply of every supplement to your drink that you could ask for. And if none of the teabags or tea leaves in there suit your preference, you're free to wander about the gardens yourself and sample whatever you like.

The Honeycomb at the island's heart is much more akin to a play structure or jungle gym than anything else, but its interlocking passageways and erratic, hexagonal architecture aren't for nothing. It's an ideal spot for play or exercise, if you're into that kind of thing - or for getting positively sick on honey sticks.

The campsites ensure that you don't truly have to depart from Io, if you don't want to. Tents full of chairs and cushions and blankets make it a wonderful place to spend the night if you're so inclined, and the lockers full of food and drink are assurances that you won't go hungry. And with all these massive bonfires and firework cannons, why would you ever want to leave?

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Welcome to the island of Io! Please, enjoy your stay and make full use of this island's many faculties! For further information in regards to the island, or plotting, the following links may prove handy:

[ ♆ ] OOC info and introductory post
[ ♆ ] Io on the Locations page

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Comments

[counterblows]

"He was confused, because he's always confused, because he doesn't have any of his memories. I was trying to clear things up. It just happened."

A blink, and then he frowns at her.

"Since when are you interested in hiding this kind of stuff from him, anyway? Doesn't he have a right to know?"

[a_shadow]

She sighs, putting one hand on her hip.

"Since it's coming out now, I suppose he does. It's just that I knew learning any of this would be rough and I didn't want it to cause more harm to him mentally than what he was already suffering from. When I got in during the beak-in, he was barely functional at all. I didn't want to cause damage to him by trying to explain things."

[counterblows]

"Neither do I. It just keeps coming up anyway."

What the hell else are they gonna talk about, right?

"Look. For what it's worth, we're working on it. We worked out a safeword, kind of. Like...a word for 'this conversation is freaking me out, so let's drop it now, no questions asked,' so that's better than nothing."

[a_shadow]

"A safeword?" She can't help smirking at that. "I didn't know the two of you were so close."

[counterblows]

While amusement is generally a preferable state of being to outrage, Wash is nonetheless resolutely deadpan in his response.

"His word, not mine. You got an issue with it, take it up with Church."

[a_shadow]

"Sure. I'll do that."

The dry delivery probably doesn't cover up the fact that Tex finds this incredibly amusing.

[counterblows]

If it bothers Wash, it doesn't show. He looks annoyed, but he always looks annoyed, a baseline exhaustion and frustration with just about everything in the vicinity. This is no exception.

"That all you wanted to beat my ass for, or should I let you get a few shots in? Break my nose while you're at it?"

[a_shadow]

Tex rolls her eyes.

"Don't be a martyr. I wanted to be sure you weren't just dumping on him to unburden your soul, or something. I'm glad you guys have worked out a system to prevent more problems. Just keep it in mind and we should be good."

[counterblows]

"Yeah, because telling him everything is the quickest way to make me feel better."

She's probably noticed by now that those conversations typically end with one or both of them fuming, and/or storming out of the house.

[a_shadow]

"Yeah, whatever. I just wanted to be sure."

Beyond that the two of them really have nothing further to discuss and Tex decides to turn around and leave then. If Wash has something else he wants to address he'll have to call after her.