The Responsibles

"The Responsibles" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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The Felmans: “Looks like Uncle Blunt got everyone to loosen up,” Sven said as he sat next to his mother and father watching the scenes unfold in the far corner of the Great Hall. 
Grey chuckled and leaned over. “You should’ve seen Tree and Vox’s wedding,” the Chief whispered to the Heir. “This is nothing compared to this.”
“Can we try?” Kari asked quickly.
“If any of you want to try, only a little bit,” Grey warned, “and it’s going to be what your dad and I give you.”
Sven, Dagny, and Kari sighed. “Yes, Mom,” they said in unison.
The Warden: Don’t worry.  An insubstantial feline form settled next to the family, her silken striped fur tail sweeping the floor with a few streaks of amber. These parties are usually enough entertainment without partaking in the…stupidity. Nala showed the hint of a fang as she grinned. Besides, we can have enough fun on our own. I helped the other children set up a net for playing ball in the courtyard earlier.
The Felmans: “Aunt Nala!” the three teens said excitedly in unison as they stood up and hugged the feline form.
“Well, I sure am glad Brandt and I aren’t the only responsible ones here,” Grey said smirking at Nala. 
“Your aunt’s right, kids,” Brandt said walking over to stand closer to his family. “It’s so much more fun watching the shenanigans.”
The Warden: Someone has to keep their head on straight around here. 
Hunter/Maya: “I second that,” a gentle female voice laced with exasperation called out from behind them.
Hunter approached them, pushing a familiar wheelchair up to them and grinning. Maya smiled brightly from her seat, “Listen to your mother and your aunt, kids.” She tilted her head towards where Akkey reappeared and disappeared again, “My own sister’s already starting to go crazy and it’s only been an hour.”
“Barely managed to catch her to open a portal for Maya before she went off,” Hunter said wryly, coming in to shake Brandt’s hand as Maya hugged Grey and smiled at Nala.
The Felmans: Brandt smiled as he took Hunter’s hand shaking it as Grey hugged Maya tightly. “Sounds like Blunt’s got her letting loose tonight,” Brandt said as he watched Akkey in the corner, where the shenanigans were taking place. 
“I have to say, I never imagined your sister being the partying type,” Grey said chuckling at the sight of her best friend. “She knows how to kick my butt in a sparring match and to party when she can.”
The Warden: I distinctly remember an intoxicated Chief during Treepelt and Vox’s union, the Warden said airily, while mentally greeting Hunter and Maya. But perhaps it is what we needed, as a community. I can manage keeping everyone out of trouble tonight, self-inflicted or not.
Hunter/Maya: “That would be greatly appreciated, Nala,” Maya laughed as Hunter took his seat after grabbing non alcoholic drinks for everyone who didn’t have one, “She’s certainly hardy, but she can’t hold her liqour if she wanted to.”
She waved a hand, “How is everyone? I haven’t seen you all in a very long time.”
The Felmans: “We’re doing well,” Grey said with a smile on her face as Brandt wrapped an arm around her holding her close. “The Rebellion’s been running pretty smoothly, and…” she watched as Sven, Dagny, and Kari ran up at Maya and Hunter hugging them as well, “the kids have been doing well too.”
“It’s so good to see you guys again,” Dagny said as she and Kari hugged Maya while Sven hugged Hunter.
The Warden: Nala’s general mood discolored slightly when Grey mentioned that the Rebellion had few problems, but she let it pass. Circumstances are well enough for now. We appreciate seeing you. Has your family been safe?
Hunter/Maya: “Relatively,” the doctor grinned wryly as Maya proceeded to cuddle the girl in her arms, equally excited to see the children again. Hunter ruffled Sven’s hair good naturedly, “All my girls are found safe, and we can forget about her for a moment.”
“It would be great if we could forget about her forever and get Hunter up and rolling again,” Maya sniffed, before nodding towards the 9 foot body that stood guard above them, “And maybe fix that up too.”
The Felmans: “Of course,” Grey said smiling, “and Akkey told me about…her. You have Haligan Island’s support as well, you have my word.”
“Well, it kind of goes without saying, Mom,” Sven said. “I mean, we are allies with Yrus, aren’t we?”
The Warden: Nala gestured an astral hand, and her body’s arm moved with it, her fingers making an unfamiliar scratching and clacking as the burned ligaments moved under the bandages. I am afraid this is permanent, but I appreciate the sentiment, Maya. Since my sister’s death, and the deterioration of her stitchers, there is no one else alive that knows how to repair the vessels of demons. It is a mix of necromancy, fine detailing on a miniscule level, and arcane sciences, and I doubt a being like Igl will walk this earth for another several hundred years.
Hunter/Maya: “Hmm…” Maya stared at the body, before speaking almost distractedly, “Aria was telling me about her time with the Stryx. She was talking about some form of new magic…”
“Oh right!” Hunter sipped on his ale thoughtfully, “Everything we’ve done so far has been some form of repair or restoration. We always build upon what exists, to close up wounds or to heal ailments. But the way she was talking seemed like she was doing something beyond that, like she was creating something completely new…”
“We should talk to her afterwards. She might be able to do something,” she turned towards the demon, before glancing around, “Speaking of… where in Hel’s name is my daughter?”
The Felmans: “Aria?” Sven asked Maya. “Last time I saw her, she was with Blunt.”
“Yeah…they were talking about…juice I think?” Dagny added furrowing her eyebrows together.
The Warden: Nala glanced over near the bar, picking both people out in the crowd, along with Liam, Akkey, and an unknown dragon half-breed. I’m sure they are being incredibly responsible, she said resentfully, pointing the group out to the rest of them. But I am monitoring them. I promise.
Hunter/Maya: “I don’t trust either Blunt nor my sister when it comes to a party like this,” Maya pressed her lips at the mention of ‘juice’, quietly recalling the last time the man had visited for a celebration at Yrus with the promise of keeping an eye on the nix and completely breaking said promise within the first five minutes with an exploding wine fountain. 
Hunter waved his hand with a grin, “If Nala says they’re fine, then they are absolutely fine. Just enjoy the party, honey.” He turned to the others, “You say the Rebellion’s running smoothly, but we all know that is never the case with this bunch,” he laughed, sweeping with his arm towards the festivities as if to prove his point.
The Felmans: Grey chuckled as she crossed her arms and turned her sights to the scene in front of her. The councilmen were of course drunkenly laughing and singing some old Haligan tunes together while the rebels...Blunt, Akkey...were enjoying some of their own shenanigans together. 
“Nope, it’s not,” Grey said. Even at Tree and Vox’s wedding all those years ago, there was never a dull moment with the rebellion. “You would think things were calm down as we got older, but I guess not.”