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ximilia mods ([personal profile] ximilian) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2023-10-08 08:05 am

MISSION: THE SUN NEVER SETS ON AMARYLLIS GROVE

M I S S I O N   1 7 . 1

UNIT-YPLEASANTVILLEAFTER DARKFYI

// INTRO. UNIT-Y  


Over the course of the station’s downtime, even the least astute observer will notice the sudden influx of crewmates aboard the station. Before you can further inquire and investigate this anomaly in your usual routine, your earpiece will ping! with the familiar sound of a newly received mission file. Viveca’s voice immediately follows.

// VIVECA
“Hi everyone, you’ll find details for your next mission are ready. This time the orb has been located somewhere in a town called Amaryllis Grove, and based on my research, the best way to start looking for it will involve blending in with the towns-folk who live there. Just like our last mission, those of you who don’t have natural humanoid forms will have Degar’s potion available for you to help with that. See you on the platform tomorrow morning.”

After reviewing your mission file and gathering all of the necessary supplies and clothing options, those who are well prepared might have enough time for a decent night’s sleep. If you aren’t the sort to sleep before a mission, well … carry on.

When morning arrives, you’ll make your way to the teleportation platform to join your fellow crewmates. Viveca and Degar are already standing by, the latter passing around the aforementioned potion to those who will be needing one. Finally, when the entire crew has assembled, Degar starts to speak.

// DEGAR
“You might have noticed by now that there’s a few more of us than usual – there’s a reason for that, and it’s good news! I think. You see, according to our readings of all the orb shards collected so far, we’re actually coming up to the last couple of orbs. That’s pretty amazing, isn’t it? For that, we’ve been getting a few more crew members to provide a little more support as we near the finish line. But we can talk more about that after you guys get this orb back here.”

Viveca nods from her place.

// VIVECA
“Good luck, everyone. I know some of you will have questions, and we’ll be here when you get back to try our best to answer them.”

Degar lifts both hands to give them all a cheesy little thumbs up. Without further ado, the hum of the platform, as it begins to power up, grows louder and louder until it’s impossible to hear anything else but the machinery thrumming in your ears. Soon enough, you’ll feel the familiar tug at the pit of your stomach as you’re whisked away from the station and towards your destination. But for a moment that feels both too short and too long, you hear it: whispers, echoes, voices that speak to you in several tenors at once, all of them providing you with a goal in exchange for their help.

Before you have a chance to answer, your surroundings begin to paint a clearer picture. You’ll be found in your usual place of choosing: whether that’s your own household, the park, or one of the several locations in and around town.

Welcome, Orbers, to Amaryllis Grove.

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// PART I.PLEASANTVILLE  


On the day of the Orbers’ arrival, the weather is crisp and sunny, the trees still lush and green with only the barest hints of the leaves beginning to yellow and redden at their tips. As the summer months slowly transition into cooler autumn temperatures, the entire town feels pleasant, even cozy. The clouds in the sky provide gentle overcast conditions and you might think to grab a light coat, or wear a longer sleeve but it is by no means chilly enough to feel anything but pleasant.

Depending on where you decided to arrive, you’ll want to begin your explorations and familiarize yourself with the Grove, which will be your home for the next little while.


1.0   The town of Amaryllis Grove will feel spacious and sprawling while also being cozy and compact. Cleanly paved streets wind in and around residential pockets and cul-de-sacs, threading through the community’s amenities, goods, and service buildings. The community centre, the library, the government offices, and the Mayor’s office can all be found in the main core of the Grove. The police station and television station (playing news and sitcoms in classic black and white) are situated nearby, and are all within walking distance of each other, and the neighbouring retail streets are located just past the block. This includes clothing boutiques, restaurants, coffee shops, grocery and general stores (which will sell all manner of hardware, cleaning supplies, and simple, household magical items). Having a vehicle will certainly help to get around town if you’re in a hurry running any errands, but a bicycle works just as well, and the walkability is pleasant for those wanting to take a stroll.

Everyone here is well-dressed in crisply ironed slacks and button-downs in neutrals, or colourful A-line skirts and dresses with delicate detailing for their tops. Children and teenagers are likewise found in school uniform consisting of dark blue pleated skirts or slacks, and white shirts. With the weather beginning to cool, a well structured jacket may also be a part of the ensemble.


2.0   Once you’ve explored some of the town, familiarizing yourself with the backstory and family history you and your fellow crewmates have corroborated together, perhaps you’ll want to explore your house. Lined up in rows of pleasant, homogeneous pitched roof structures, each house in the neighbourhood will come equipped with all of the necessary spaces to live a perfectly suburban life, the most ideal environment to raise a family and grow old amongst generations of familiar faces. Each one-storey house, in either brick or ship-lap siding and in various colours, will have 3-4 bedrooms, an attached garage for the family car, a living room, bathroom, spacious kitchen, and enough yard space to require both a lawn-cutter and a green thumb for the garden. Interiors have already been furnished with all of the up-to-date items for the time, resembling Earth’s 1950s era to an almost eerily accurate degree.

Say hello to your neighbour when they greet you or wish you a pleasant day. Many will look perfectly human, while others may seem more alien with vibrant skin, an extra limb, antennae, gills, and the like. Some also possess magical abilities which is not seen as strange or abnormal here; however, the magic used in Amaryllis Grove consists of simple household magic to aid with cooking, cleaning, and keeping the house perfectly pleasant – otherwise known as ‘petty magic’. Whether you’re used to such sights will likely depend on where you’re originally from, but no matter who lives next to or near you, they seem friendly enough. They may even invite you over for dinner, or inquire when you plan on hosting your next party.

You’ll cook, clean, sleep, and host parties and dinners with your neighbours of Amaryllis Grove within the walls of your quaint abode so it’s best to get to know the space that will undoubtedly become second nature to you.


3.0   While the concept of ‘Halloween’ does not exist in Amaryllis Grove, other such Autumn festivities are highly anticipated, namely the annual gathering of the harvest. It is otherwise colloquially named ‘the Harvest’. It won’t come as news to any of the residents, as the season ends and food is plenty, the Harvest has been a long-standing tradition to celebrate the closeness of the community, and to express one’s gratitude for the people that you surround yourself around.

Your neighbours may inquire whether you’ll be bringing the same mash potatoes as last year, or perhaps the spiced meatballs that the Alkherns simply couldn’t get enough of — they were just so delicious! Either way, you may want to start coming up with a special dish to bring to the community gathering or find someone to snag a recipe from, as it’ll gain you admiration or admonition, depending on the popularity of your offering.

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// PART II.AFTER DARK  


Sunsets are beautiful, picturesque moments that conclude the end of a perfectly spent day, and the sunsets in Amaryllis Grove are certainly no different. As the town winds down and residents return to their homes for the night, you and your fellow Orbers will follow suit – as is the way of things. The nights are a little overcast during this time of the year, with cloud-cover masking out the stars and the glow of the moon. It’s quiet. Only the sounds of night-insects chirping can be heard, and the soft, occasional coo of a bird asleep in its nest.


4.0   Perhaps you’re catching up on some late-night reading, or grabbing a late-night snack or a night-cap. The last of the evening hours are usually spent in the comfort of your own home until a new day begins, although there is a town speakeasy that remains open until late, if you can find it. Once you climb into bed, there really doesn’t seem to be a reason for anything other than a soundless, well-deserved rest.

You’ll be tucked up in your own bed, or perhaps the bed you share with your backstory-spouse, when you hear a shrill scream that wakes you up from your sleep. High on the adrenaline, you may want to don a robe and your slippers and step outside past your front door where you’ll be joined by other neighbours on your street. They exchange glances with each other, and then may meet eyes with you, and they look scared, with their wide eyes and clenched fists, some of the husbands and wives holding each other’s hands for comfort. It isn’t outside of the norm for such a startling cry. The house in question will be fully lit, with Mrs Myrsdin sobbing into her hands, mumbling, ‘I told him not to say anything! I told him to keep quiet! It came for him–’ as the AGPD (Amaryllis Grove Police Department) approach her, one of the officers patting her shoulder in consolation. Another officer moves towards a cluster of concerned neighbours, assuring them that this will be taken care of, and when they spot you, they’ll tell you the same.

It might seem difficult now to head back to sleep, but the crowd disperses and the AGPD lead Mrs Myrsdin back into the house. The lights remain on for another hour, maybe two, and then the entire block quiets again, the AGPD preparing to leave for the station once more. It seems there’s nothing else to do but get as much rest as you can before the morning ... but everything about this doesn’t sit quite right. Maybe you'll linger behind for a moment, see if you can ask a few questions, gather a bit of information, as it seems that after the brief moment of shock none of the residents seem to be particularly surprised by any of this.


5.0   The skies are blue and the sun is bright, and as Amaryllis Grove wakes up to a new day, everything feels as though Mrs Myrsdin never screamed into the night, with no signs of the AGPD having visited, and not a whisper to be said of Mrs Myrsdin's husband disappearing. If you try to investigate what happened at the house last night, Mrs Myrsdin will conveniently be absent, and any neighbours around you may either greet you with the most firm, reassuring smiles, or an outright aloofness to ignore anything you say. They’ll interject by telling you about the Harvest festivities, or make a comment about the weather. Some might sound snappish and dismissive. One thing’s for sure: everything feels tense.

But as the skies gradually shift to an overcast, one of your neighbours may gesture to the sky with another plasticky smile, commenting about the brightness of the sun. ‘It sure is bright today,’ they might say, the comment seemingly so off-handed. It’s casual, polite, and a little strained. ‘It’s got a far reach.’

It’s too bright to stare directly into the sun without damaging your eyes, but as you glance up just past it, you might notice that the sun looks a little … too close. And it doesn’t look a whole lot like a sun either, though it is bright but it looks like a large whitish sphere with a piercing, golden iris and it seems to be watching. This certainly wasn’t in the morning’s weather report.


6.0   As you continue to settle in Amaryllis Grove, you may begin to pick up on other strange things that you hadn’t noticed before – not surprising, considering the whirlwind of events that have taken place in such a short period of time and having to grow accustomed to the daily lives of the residents in Amaryllis Grove.

There are figures that resemble people scattered around town in all shapes, sizes, and races, replicated with excruciating detail, all the way down to their expressions and poses. In their everyday wear, they stoically fill in corners and take up empty spaces, and while it can’t possibly be true, their eyes seem to follow you as you move past them – even with the empty gazes of their glassy eyes. They’re made of metal and clad in something soft and pliable to make up their skin. Once you know what you’re looking for, they almost start to make themselves more visible to you. But if you study them for too long, you may begin to feel a little nauseous and queasy, and temporarily experience vertigo. Or you may start to have feelings of paranoia settle in, making you short-tempered and twitchy.

These figures can be found almost everywhere around the town, but they will mostly be populated in and around the residential blocks, looking as though they’re busily living their lives in passive background poses. They’re easy enough to miss if you aren’t sure what you’re looking for, and they’re so life-like you almost feel rude staring for too long, in case they turn their heads towards you.

And on the next night, you might catch the glimpse of a dark, stationary silhouette of a man in the Myrsdin house just before Mrs Myrsdin draws the curtains closed.

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F Y I

The events in this log take place during the month of October.

If you have questions about any of the prompts or the mission in general, please direct them HERE.

To explore a specific location or speak to any of the NPCs, please submit your search request HERE.

And finally, your soundtrack for this log:

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dispassioned: (pic#16369363)

Arisu and Chishiya's newlywed party

[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-14 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Within the first couple of weeks of the mission Arisu and Chishiya throw a dinner/house party and invite everyone in town. Literally everyone.

The hope is that through food and drink and party games they might be able to make some connections and get people talking or learn something via chatting, gossip and people watching. They will really try to lean into newlywed angle for this, hoping that it will inspire some of the more noteworthy locals to show up and offer their congratulations, etc.

Would anyone of note accept the invitation and if so, who? IF NOT, would there potentially be any gossip or anything that they could pick up on?
lostdestiny: (neutral - if you don't you're an idiot)

II

[personal profile] lostdestiny 2023-10-14 01:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Shinn only showed up to Friday Night Sportsball Game because varsity jackets look like the most comfortable of the socially acceptable things to wear in Amaryllis, and he is vaguely evaluating whether it's worth the time sink of joining a sport to get one. (Not whether he could make a varsity team, he's completely confident that he could walk on and dominate with minimal effort.) But the grilling pings childhood memories, and he takes a stuffed pepper curiously. ]

You did all this?
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[personal profile] onesingletruth 2023-10-14 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Miles nodded easily and then, figuring they had decided, he took a step back and offered, "Shall we go?"

Polite, conversational - and he was already thinking back to the last time he made chowder for the list of ingredients. He doubted they'd have fresh clams, though, so most likely they'd have to use canned. Hm. He'd contain his distaste at the thought. It wasn't as if he had access to his usual bank accounts here, besides.
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[personal profile] drawsblood 2023-10-14 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He knows it's all right to be upset, but he still at times struggles to convey his feelings in words. The way they've all grown from knowing each other and working towards a common goal is something that shouldn't be lost when they separate. And that's another thing: the separation. If he didn't love home so much, if he didn't want to be cured so much... well, there's little chance they'll be given the option to stay and if they did they would no longer have a goal to work towards. No; as painful as it will be, they must go their separate ways to go back to their lives, and the question is which is more cruel? To have the memories knowing you can never see these people again, or to be spared that pain but be missing out on the experiences of everything you shared.

Joric has probably thought more deeply on matters such as these than he ever has anything in his life. And he's still no closer to having any answers on how he should feel or what he should say. Kissing Daisy back is really the only answer right now. ]
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[personal profile] cruelyethuman 2023-10-14 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"She is a little under the weather, but she mentioned promising to bring her casserole for this meeting, and I wouldn't want any of you to miss out on her delicious cooking," it really is too low for the setting, his voice pitched dark and intimate despite the otherwise casualness.

"And besides-" Aleksander leans in, whispering in to Mrs Sparks ear, eyes sparkling, "I needed an excuse to see you."
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[personal profile] cruelyethuman 2023-10-14 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
We are being watched. A little more on the nose than what we are used to, but until we see a hand to match, we are in no danger.

You were being watched on the station, as well, miss. And very likely, these messages will be monitored as soon as we return.
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[personal profile] mienai 2023-10-14 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Behind the little curtain, Hagakure huffs and puffs and tries to get the right outfit put together — but it's clear that of things she's critical of, her outfits are apparently at the top of the list. The girlishly young voice calls out:]

But it has to be just right. [Said with the most fierce determination, you'd think she was facing a villain. But then there's a little pause in the rustling, and a soft oh! — ] ... I think I've got it figured out; lay it on me honestly, Miss Yennifer! I can take it!

[Stepping out, she presents her creation with some flair, offering a few twirls:]

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[personal profile] groupiedrifter 2023-10-14 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Newt, for his part, wastes no time in agreeing. Dressed in casual 50's clothes, he still dons his leather jacket out in the wild — it's a little funny to see, especially from a so-called 'science teacher'. But most of the town just accepts him as is, especially considering he's got a room where he does nothing but tinker with strange little inventions. One of those types.

He's never been the most balanced of the brothers, they'd say.

Anyway, he picks up a pool cue and grins.]


Sure thing, bro. You know you can tell me anything. Open book over here.
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[personal profile] drawsblood 2023-10-14 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm, I think he'll hit up the library and do some searching for mention of the sun or sky in books or archives. It's not that he's expecting to find anyone admitting to a giant eye in the sky, but he's wondering if there was some event where the sun was once normal and then suddenly it became/was replaced with this, like maybe a day without sunshine and then it "returned" or something.

Knowing how the townspeople tend to change the subject or have weird fake smiles, he won't ask a librarian or anyone for help. He's just seeing what he can find alone.
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shinn asuka / gundam seed destiny / all open

[personal profile] lostdestiny 2023-10-14 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
6.1 (the bummer one!)
[ A few sleepless hours after midnight, Shinn throws on a jacket and slips quietly out a bedroom window and up onto the roof. Part of it is to keep an eye out for any more late-night disturbances… but mostly, it’s to get out of the stifling, unsettling feeling of a house that simultaneously feels completely alien and too much like home.

There’s an endless list of differences between Onogoro and Amaryllis: a subtropical island versus whatever landlocked temperate thing the town has going on, a dense urban area surrounded by forest versus suburban uniformity, a few hundred years of technological advancement versus pre-space tech, casual happiness versus filler-people and creepy eyeball sun what the hell. But there’s overlap, too, and that overlap is all things that haven’t been in his life since the Federation attacked Orb three years ago—mingling with civilians instead of cadets and the Minerva’s crew, the easy cheer of people who hadn’t spent the last few years at war or expecting war, children playing in the autumn leaves. Families, even fake ones. There’s an endless list of differences between Onogoro and Amaryllis, but the things that do overlap hurt in ways he hasn’t had to deal with while living in ZAFT’s military bubble.

He stretches out on the roof, and with the same motion pulls a battered pink flip-phone out of a jacket pocket, thumbing it open and shut out of muscle memory. The technology here doesn’t match up with the phone, so it’s long out of battery. Maybe it’s better that he can’t scroll through Mayu’s old photos in a place that feels so much like home, but not being able to hear her voice makes him feel lonelier than he has in a long, long time.


6.2 (the irritating one!)
[ At first, getting a paper route had seemed like a good excuse to survey the residential area early in the morning, before the teenagers were hustled off into school—maybe even to see the next Myrsdin-napping, or whatever, while it was happening. But nothing has happened since the Myrsdin-napping, and now every morning Shinn is stuck with a bicycle (which, unfair that it is not the car, there is no universe in which he is not the best driver in this fake family), a pile of newspapers, and nothing interesting to do while delivering them.

In his boredom, Shinn has turned this paper route into target practice. The drill is simple: while biking as fast as possible, pick a target on the porch—the door knocker, the a flower pot, empty milk bottles—and chuck a newspaper at it with maximum force and accuracy. Reload and repeat! From his perspective, he is great and only getting better, good job turning something useless into something semi-useful.

From your perspective, dear orber, you have possibly been awakened at an ungodly hour by a newspaper slamming into your door (flower pot, milk bottles) with unnecessary force. Maybe even two days in a row. Maybe even three days in a row. Maybe it’s time to tell the paper boy that newspaper delivery is not a bombing run. ]


6.3 (zzzzzzzz)
[ .... of course, staying up all night and waking up early doesn’t bode well for energy levels the next day. And so anyone attending or working at Amaryllis High will find Shinn passed out in the middle of class on top of a math textbook. ]
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[personal profile] bindsthedead 2023-10-14 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Sabriel will be seeking out a job at the local funeral home, where she will try to keep her head down and do her job- while observing the bodies that come in, noting how many, their age, and how they died- both the official report, and what the state of the corpse suggests.

She will also try to contact the spirit of Mr. Myrsdin, or any other ghosts that feel chatty- she'll try to be gentle, but there are some questions she'd like to ask, before she helps them pass on.
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[personal profile] oiorpata 2023-10-14 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ andy had done what andy does best and forced the lid shut on some compartmentalization, rolling into bed and drawing comfort from daisy in it beside her. she sleeps well, thought whether it's from exhaustion or the comfort of another person is a mystery. it's not the first time she's slept either near daisy or in a bed with her, so the familiarity is nice. ]

[ when daisy wakes up in the morning, she will find andy's arm is wrapped around her, and her leg is tangled through hers too, so when she pulls the blanket over her head, it ends up covering andy too and idly prodding her awake. ]

[ her voice is a tired mumble, ready to fall asleep again. ]
Good. I don't want to see the sun yet either.
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-14 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Daisy doesn't judge him for who he's married to, whether it was a suggestion made by either of them, or they were forced together. It wasn't her business.]

Andy. You've probably seen her around before. Tall, short brown hair.

[Hot.]
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-14 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't even have a recipe.

[Daisy explains. Now it seems like she'll have to find one.]

I know it involves egg. That's about it.
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[personal profile] softshoes 2023-10-14 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Correct. I was there for several years in the 80s. Er, the 1880s. [His mouth twists sardonically.] I suppose living in a large port city will make things easier to find than whatever we've got here.

[Also, he and his fellow students had planned ahead and brought some things with them. How was he supposed to know the space-1950s didn't have any good soy sauce?

Or saké, for that matter:
] I wish. [He passes Chishiya one of the small bottles.] It really is slim pickings here.
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[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-14 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
( arisu still has a cheery, plastered smile on his face that yujin wouldn't necessarily know to be a rarity for him — but he follows the motions like an eager puppy following command, his movements still somewhat gangly and weird, but he falls into the rhythm a bit after a few steps. a bit being the key word, there. he's still drunk and unskilled, but it makes him less interested in getting it right, and more interested in having fun. and not stepping on yujin's toes. )

Wow, we're — very fancy! ( he laughs, but takes on the brunt of the amusement this time and ducks under yujin's arm, apparently not done with the twirling. when he comes back, it's right into waltz form. ) Where did you learn to dance, Mikotoba-san?
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-14 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Daisy is working a night shift as an officer for the AGPD when comes across some of the figures she’s seen around town. She’s heard of the way their presence seems to effect others to some degree, and while that might keep others away it doesn’t stop Daisy from stepping up to some of the figures. They seem extra creepy late at night, and she lifts her flashlight towards their face.

Curious to see if their eyes somehow react to light. It seems silly, but considering the effect they have on people around here. There’s got to be something to them, right? Whether or not that works, she’ll reach for one of her hands and use her powers to try and see if that yields any results. Sending vibrations through it to get a literal sense for whether or not they are completely made of metal, or there’s something else behind them.
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-14 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[She hasn't even asked if he's staying with anyone, but the thought seems to slip her mind at the moment as she reaches up to cup the side of his face as she turns her body more towards his.]
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-14 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Daisy doesn't even seem to realize Andy is not only close to her, but holding onto her, until she speaks up from behind her. Maybe if she was more awake she might try to pull away, but right now it just feels nice to be held like this.]

I had a late shift. What's your excuse?

[She asks tiredly, eyes still closed.]