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Entry tags:
- arknights: midnight,
- chainsaw man: denji,
- cyberpunk red: emerick kline,
- dceu: harley quinn,
- dogs b&c: badou nails,
- fear & hunger: daan,
- ffvii: reno,
- ffxiv: hythlodaeus,
- ffxiv: thancred waters,
- ffxiv: yshtola rhul,
- ffxv: prompto argentum,
- honkai sr: welt yang,
- library of ruina: angela,
- library of ruina: gebura,
- library of ruina: netzach,
- library of ruina: roland,
- library of ruina: yesod,
- limbus company: don quixote,
- limbus company: vergilius,
- mass effect: kaidan alenko,
- mcu: nebula,
- monster: kenzo tenma,
- nevermore: lenore vandernacht,
- penny dreadful: vanessa ives,
- persona 3: shinjiro aragaki,
- svsss: shen yuan,
- the sandman: dream of the endless,
- the sandman: hob gadling,
- the sandman: johanna constantine,
- zero escape: junpei
[MINGLE, ESPECIALLY TO NEWCOMERS] ROOFTOP FESTIVITIES!!!
WHO: All!
WHAT: Rooftop festivities!
WHERE: On a rooftop of an office building in the second open district!
WHEN: 8/14, evening!
WARNINGS: alcohol, tba as it goes
Banner displayed inside the train station, outside city hall, and on the most used residence buildings.
Follow the arrows.
So you're unaware. Maybe new. Or maybe you just didn't care the first time you saw it. That's fine. Between the banners hanging around key areas, and the flyers quickly drawn up in a similar fashion scattered across the city, it's hard not to know something is going on -- and there's helpful arrows, chalked on building walls and the streets the day of the party, to let people know where to go.
The Rooftop
A splendid scene awaits those who travel heavensward. Fairy lights connect the corners of the roof access building to metal poles at the corners of the building itself, lifted by cylindrical supports where needed, each one held straight by pots filled with well-packed dirty and stone. There's multicolored stars hanging from some of the lights, while various painted flowers hang on others, and what greets the ears first is some royalty free party music played from a CD player off the the side.
There's a long folded out table in the center for those who'd like to share cuisine, just set and serve yourself! Nearby is a space for Daan to do some bartending as well, a man who can make a multitude of cocktails and mocktails for those who want something less alcoholic. Also, pints of various ice cream flavors in a cooler!
Don't worry -- they won't have any odd effects on them, Don verified the lack of them herself. Not all of them are normal. Think loaded baked potato weird.
For those who'd like a quieter space, there's beanbags and a swirly, fuzzy carpet to sit on more away from the center of the party area. This'll be a great time to play some games, such as truth or dare, spin the bottle, and... whatever else you play at parties. Get to know your fellow man and such. Play the violin.
Naturally, no party... hosted... by Don Quixote would be without a space to fight, if one wishes to show off a little! It's also taking place on a swirly fuzzy carpet, just so no one smashes their head in, and there's a neat little banner hanging down from a string of lights that says thus:
WIN THREE MATCHES AND A PRIZE AWAITS THEE!!!!!!!
- NO KILLING
- HANDS ONLY
What the prize is, no one knows. But come find Don Quixote with your battle scars and she'll grant it -- and stick around a while, 'cause this party's gonna end with a bang... that is, with homemade fireworks donated by "a friend" through Junpei.
Anyway, have fun!!! Share words about your worlds!!! The society your characters are from, the cuisine they've brought, how they're working out in the city -- help the new kids along, too. There's more vets here now than there were a few months ago, after all.
Navi: Truth or Dare - Two Truths and a Lie - Hydra Storytelling w/Junpei - Drink Up With Daan - Qixi Festivites
WHAT: Rooftop festivities!
WHERE: On a rooftop of an office building in the second open district!
WHEN: 8/14, evening!
WARNINGS: alcohol, tba as it goes
Banner displayed inside the train station, outside city hall, and on the most used residence buildings.
Follow the arrows.
So you're unaware. Maybe new. Or maybe you just didn't care the first time you saw it. That's fine. Between the banners hanging around key areas, and the flyers quickly drawn up in a similar fashion scattered across the city, it's hard not to know something is going on -- and there's helpful arrows, chalked on building walls and the streets the day of the party, to let people know where to go.
A splendid scene awaits those who travel heavensward. Fairy lights connect the corners of the roof access building to metal poles at the corners of the building itself, lifted by cylindrical supports where needed, each one held straight by pots filled with well-packed dirty and stone. There's multicolored stars hanging from some of the lights, while various painted flowers hang on others, and what greets the ears first is some royalty free party music played from a CD player off the the side.
There's a long folded out table in the center for those who'd like to share cuisine, just set and serve yourself! Nearby is a space for Daan to do some bartending as well, a man who can make a multitude of cocktails and mocktails for those who want something less alcoholic. Also, pints of various ice cream flavors in a cooler!
Don't worry -- they won't have any odd effects on them, Don verified the lack of them herself. Not all of them are normal. Think loaded baked potato weird.
For those who'd like a quieter space, there's beanbags and a swirly, fuzzy carpet to sit on more away from the center of the party area. This'll be a great time to play some games, such as truth or dare, spin the bottle, and... whatever else you play at parties. Get to know your fellow man and such. Play the violin.
Naturally, no party... hosted... by Don Quixote would be without a space to fight, if one wishes to show off a little! It's also taking place on a swirly fuzzy carpet, just so no one smashes their head in, and there's a neat little banner hanging down from a string of lights that says thus:
- NO KILLING
- HANDS ONLY
What the prize is, no one knows. But come find Don Quixote with your battle scars and she'll grant it -- and stick around a while, 'cause this party's gonna end with a bang... that is, with homemade fireworks donated by "a friend" through Junpei.
Anyway, have fun!!! Share words about your worlds!!! The society your characters are from, the cuisine they've brought, how they're working out in the city -- help the new kids along, too. There's more vets here now than there were a few months ago, after all.
TRUTH OR DARE
I have been taught of a most wonderful game! It is called Truth or Dare! If thee refuse the dare one challenges thee to do, or to answer a question truthfully, then a spoonful of this vinegar shall find its way down thy gullet -- and if thee refuse even that, the consequence will be of a more embarrassing sort: thou shalt dance, squawk, and act the chicken thou'rt for refusing such trivial tasks!
[ and, with those apparently being the only rules to listen to, go wild. post top level here, let someone else truth or dare you, and then continue from there! ]
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Lenore
[ As it turns out this game isn't so bad at breaking the ice. When you ask first you don't have to go first. She's made this discovery... And so— ]
Truth or dare?
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kaidan!
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harley quinn
Luo Binghe
TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE
The rules are simple, I think! We shall tell two true things about ourselves, and then a lie hidden amidst it all -- and as I prefer honesty more, an embellishment shall be considered a lie in this case as well. In this way, we shall get to know one another!!!
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When I was younger, I once went into such a fervor that only the fists of my friends were able to stop me. There was a time where I was tasked with bringing down the hammer of justice on a local Syndicate, and I did so without nary a scratch! Also, I am able to become a wolf.
[ g.. guess. ]
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[ don quixote, to her credit, isn't acting like she's been lacking sleep these past few days -- dressed somewhat nicer in the third outfit this evening, because that is what hostess do (though she is still sporting her beaten up, worn down gold chunky sneakers,) the young woman's tireless as she flits about and greets all who attend. thank goodness welt helped to pull the place together... having to put up all these lights herself might've really put her over the edge.
anyway. ]
Saaaaaaaluuuuuuuutaaaaaaaaatioooooooooons!!! It is good to see thee -- please, do enjoy thyself, and should thee be wanting of anything, simply hail me down; Don Quixote is here to ensure a grand time!
[ as best she can anyway, playing an active role to make sure others are taken care of and having fun. ]
ii. foodie
[ once there's more than a few dishes that've appeared on the table, don's eager to dive in. how does a girl that size pack down as much as she's planning with her plate? who can say. ]
What have thee decided to try? I want to have a taste of everything, for I have not... rather, I am quite hungry from setting everything up! I have had assistance in setting everything up, of course, but I have done much running around lately myself.
iii. fight night
Though I hath... hath died once, I am ever eager to test my mettle -- whether thee be new or old, I shall take thee on!
[ or so she proclaims, a glass of something fruity in hand, cheeks rosing red... it's fine. she'll be okay. this won't stop her from throwing hands with someone. ]
iv. elsewhere (wildcard)
[ in general, don'll be around enjoying her own party. catch her staring at the sky in the beanbags. maybe she's testing her balance on the edge of the building. or perhaps you're a wallflower that she's eager to get into a dance. anything at all!!! ]
i!
[hi?? hello.
of course he's down to check out a party, but he's still getting his feet under him here, not to mention probably too sober for this kind of scene (at least to start with). this is so much energy to be faced with right off the bat.]
I'm guessing you're the host then, right?
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ii (WOOF sorry this is late but hell yes party, don is a genius)
snacks on
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balcony
wildcard
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Sir Roland!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[ (his second warning) before don throws herself at him, hug very much incoming in her excitement of 1. seeing him here and 2. seeing him in the shirt she picked out!!!!!!! no the hug doesn't need to connect, she'll prattle on happily anyway. ]
Thou truly hath surprised me!!!!! What a wonderful time to strut thy style, Sir Roland!!!!!! Thee look as spectacular as the day we tried clothes on together!!!!!!!! I am forever grateful for thy presence as well!!!!!!!!!
[ ... she is sooooooooooo much more excited that she should be, call that the high before tonight's crash. ]
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( book )
( drinks )
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book
... Except she knows that person.
And now one eyebrow is just lifting straight up. ]
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beanbags
[vibing... chilling... maxing and relaxing... netzach is largely over here so that he can just observe for a bit while he has a few drinks, and so that nobody can drag him into things like dancing, which are frankly just way too much physical effort to think about right now. he's slouched into a beanbag of his own, not making too much of an effort to sit up, seemingly accepting of his fate as he just slowly settles deeper into it.
games that don't require Doing Things are his favorite kind. he's down for this. just give him a second to think of how to continue here, taking a sip from his most recent glass.]
No idea what a congressional is, but I don't think horses do either, so... it didn't really need to think too deeply about its name, since it was already busy with- [what are horse things.] Running around, and stuff.
[nailed it.]
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[And here's Daan, as promised, working his little bar situation as he's content to mix up some drinks per usual. How does a guy go from bartending to doctoring? Don't worry about it, it's totally fine and legit.
But he does seem more content this way, quietly working different cocktails for people's tastes. However, if you even look underage, you're getting a virgin drink!
As soon as he sees the next person step up, he nods, addressing them.]
And what kind of flavor are we feeling tonight?
ii. social butterfly, wall flower
[Technically speaking, Daan is familiar with how various parties go. He's experienced his fair share of the lower class and the upper class, depending on certain points of his life. Either way, there's something that's always been more sincere about parties like these, which he doesn't mind.
That being said, Daan isn't really going out of his way to interact with anyone when he's off duty from the bar. It feels odd to not have something to do with his hands and to occupy his mind. In a way, he almost seems withdrawn, standing off to a corner by himself and his eye gazing out into nothing.
Should someone approach, Daan almost seems to jerk away suddenly, eye wide, but he immediately calms and clears his throat.]
Pardon. I really must not have been much aware of my surroundings. Enjoying yourself?
iii. wildcard
[i ain't the boss of you, make up your own thing if you want]
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Surprise me? Figure there have to be things here I haven't tried.
[the standards may be standards for a reason, but he'll fall back on them after finding out more about what he can expect from the alcohol in this place. through, you know, study. he's done science before.]
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I didn't expect there to be something like this already...
[not that he minds a party, but he's not always the most social of butterflies, nor does he quite have enough alcohol in him yet to deal with a group of strangers. come to think of it-- he hasn't even been around people like this in... long enough that he can't really remember.
netzach is, for now, sticking mostly to the edges, observing. watching how people interact, seeing what's going on, always with a drink in hand.]
It's not bad, though.
2-
[after a bit, you can probably find him checking out the ice cream, looking the options over with all the indecision of someone who's a little new to it. he's probably had it before? it seems like the kind of thing he'd have had before. it's just not something he recalls in much detail... so he's glancing from flavor to flavor, brows furrowed.]
Hey, what would you start with?
[give him flavor opinions.]
3-
[and later on, after he's had more to drink-- well. he's not quite as easy to find, not at a normal eye level. he's still around, but you're more likely to come across him draped over a beanbag, or even just settled on the ground. standing is... not his strongest suit, at this point, face clearly flushed and his appearance more disheveled. he may in fact be unconscious. he may be in your way.]
4-
[aka the wildcard one if you have anything else you want to throw at me instead, let's go.]
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Ah, and I would avoid the olive oil chocolate eggplant as well. I had some out of curiosity and nearly ruined the questionably beautiful spread laid out before us.
[But that's not a very good answer to the man's question, is it?]
Hm... Raspberry white chocolate seems safe?
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[When you come from a society that considers outward expressions of individuality taboo, the chance to let one's hair down and allow his individuality to shine becomes quite enticing.
Would that it also came with instructions.
Hythlodaeus's first foray into fashion has... mixed results, to say the least. He's managed to pick colors that work well together (black is always a safe bet, and purple goes with both his eyes and hair so surely nothing can go wrong there), but pattern and fit are an entirely different story--too loose in some places, awkwardly tight in others, and a little too much plaid for a single man to wear. It somehow manages to keep the mask around his neck the least ecclectic thing on his person.
...But at least he seems to draw the line at socks and sandals?]
B. Starry Skies
[Hythlodaeus stands beneath some of the star decorations, a hand cupped just beneath them and a look of concentration on his face. Little by little, magic flows from palm to star, and his pursed, set lips slowly give way to a warm smile as some of the stars begin to emit a faint glow.]
There we are. Paltry though it may be compared to others' contributions, I can do this much, at least.
C. Tipsy Turvy
[He may have started the evening with soda and mocktails, but as the night continues, Hythlodaeus starts to lean into the more alcoholic drinks all the more, trying this and that until his cheeks are flushed and he's (somehow) even more giggly than usual.
A little unsteady on his feet, he nearly stumbles into someone]
Oh! Pardon me. My, the floor is uneven here.
D. Wildcard me!
b!
so, recalibrating his understanding in that arena, Reno offers a polite golf clap. ]
Hey, don't talk yourself down. Looked pretty cool to me.
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Though he's mostly camping a place to sit and doing more observing of the crowd than participating in it, you can catch him building a house of cards that is almost implausibly tall; watch him long enough and after a while, just to be that slightest bit extra, you might catch him starting to snatch cards out from the supports of the structure seemingly at random. Even as he does, the tower as a whole doesn't topple; it seems he's got a pretty solid idea of exactly which cards are load-bearing and which ones are just for show.
As the party wears on and tower-building grows tedious, you might also catch him throwing cards — and taking suggestions of what to try to hit with them when he does. Again, he's a surprisingly good mark with them, though he's not without his occasional slip-ups. Maybe cards aren't his preferred throwing implement of choice.
Regardless, despite largely setting up camp, he's hardly a wallflower; he'll make conversation with anyone who does appear to be wallflowering or avoiding the festivities out of shyness, and he can fairly easily be dragged onto the dance floor. He is, however, keeping to areas that enable him to see the entirety of the roof. It seems there might be some other partygoers he's keeping a surreptitious eye on, even as he enjoys himself.]
House of Cards
He watches with cocktail in hand, making sure to keep some distance between himself and the growing tower. The last thing he wants is to make any movement that would result in it tumbling down before it's able to reach its highest potential.]
Now that takes some skill. I'd find a second deck to offer you but [He gestures to the tower] you've hardly any need.
[It seems Thancred has the leg up on Hythlodaeus thanks to their earlier conversation being over text--Hythlodaeus doesn't recognize him at all.]
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fights!! or, post-fights
Like I got punched in the face, [he replies, but there's enough of a laugh in his voice that he clearly isn't harbouring any hard feelings towards whoever gave him the fat lip.] Not too impressive as far as war wounds go, but it sure stings.
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slaps my hand on the drunks button. i mean the drunks button. the drinks button
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⇢ wildcard me baby one more time;
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so he's been wallflowering too, beer in hand -- if anyone asks, he can simply say that he's drunk. easy! but the smoke coming from the other guy nearby is a good enough distraction, and while roland doesn't wanna initiatve conversation right now, this guy... seems kinda new? maybe? he's squinting at reno, trying to recall if he knows other guys with red hair like that, before clearing his throat and: ]
Hey, uh. You got more of those?
[ cigarettes, he means. ]
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ii. fight club?
iii. wildcard
[ooc: if none of this works for you, just go nuts! I'll roll with just about anything.]
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kaidan gets a little quirk of a smile in turn, glass raised for a second as he glances to his cocktail.]
What's yours? I'm still sort of trying things out.
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( ...by all accounts this is very technically true, but it isn't as if being here was the deciding factor in whether or not she could eat. angela is sampling things as she lays her eyes on them—from the interesting to the mundane, none shall escape her tasting. the archon loaf is still a bit away from her fork, but it certainly is there. )
My friend is fairly skilled in it, though. ( well. roland can cook, that's all. she'll skim the room and then nod to him to point him out. her buddy. her pal. bestie. complicated. ) If you have the chance to bother him, I'd advise you to. He isn't doing anything important at the moment anyway, and he enjoys talking about good food.
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iv: i do what i want and you can't stop me
im grateful for you always
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Johanna Constantine | The Sandman | OTA
Johanna would very much like you to believe that she's too cool for a party, a lone ranger, a strong independent woman. That's why she's loitering around the snack table with a gin and tonic in hand, doing her best "Cool Bad Boy In An '80s Movie" impression while she takes in the party around her.
Listen. When you're lonely and frustrated, a dose of misanthropy can be as good as a hug.
If anyone catches her eye, she gives them a sardonic smile and toasts them with her glass. "May as well fiddle while Rome smolders, right?"
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She only half glances at the woman standing nearby when she does. Someone who looks to want to be here as much as Nebula feels. She tilts her head half quizzically at the saying. It's not one she's heard before and she barely knows New York, let alone Rome. Her time on Earth wasn't spent traveling, but she can get the meaning.
"Oh, no," Nebula answers dryly, "they'd have to trust us with fire for it to be set upon."
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III. i'm so sorry (but please let me know if you need any changes)
[ Because of that, maybe she wasn't expecting someone to slide up next to her. To touch her least of all and Nebula jerks back, one hand coming to slap the hand away - not to hurt her, at least, but to get her off. Dark orbs wary as she eyes her: ]
Touch me again and I'll break your hand.
[ Is that her greeting or how alright she is? Hard to say, but she sounds serious. ]
no changes needed! and no sorries.
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Vergilius | Limbus Company
[He stares for a long while, something in his aura growing more and more exhausted yet viciously annoyed by the second.]
.....What is this nonsense.
[THE PARTY POLICE IN THE FORM OF THE RED GAZE HAS ARRIVED please don't mind him. maybe try to get?? on his good side??? MAKE HIM JOIN A GAME??????????? MAYBE A MIRACLE WILL HAPPEN]
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anyway miss host's caught like a deer in bus headlights when his gaze sweeps over, out of uniform and all, but she's still not depleted of energy yet as she waves her hands. who. who else would be at the center of such nonsense. making such a racket. ]
Sir Vergilius!!!! Thou hath made it!!!! I had thought, perhaps, that thee would avoid it, given thy [ uhhhhhhhhhhh ] reserved nature, but I am glad to be wrong!!! Prithee, I implore thee try the food -- there is many dishes as there are Districts, and thou may find familiar tastes among them!!!!!!!
[ this is
totally getting in on his good side!!!!!!! ]
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drunkenness level 1: composed
drunkenness level 2: snuggly
drunkenness level 3: slopppppppy
wildcard: wildcard
level 2,
[he sways with the addition of someone else's weight, and it's probably only through sheer luck that netzach stays standing-- he's not too much shorter, but he is absolutely drunk and not prepared for this whatsoever. it's a close call, especially for the half-full glass in his hand, which sloshes dangerously as he tries to keep himself upright.
the alcohol is blessedly safe, though. phew. he takes a drink of it to celebrate.]
S'more people than I expected... but it's good.
[there's new drinks he hasn't had, he's drunk enough to mingle more by now, and the company has actually been pretty decent. maybe parties are kind of worth it?]
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level 2.........
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level 3
midnight midnighterson from the hit projmoon game "limbus company"
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also level 2, forgive me 😔
you're filling out my projmoon pokedex it's all good 👍
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Don was hosting a party and so Althea showed up, and what started as simple as that has turned into... well, not full blown anxiety, but certainly some very nervous energy as she tries to figure out just what to do.
She's never drank before, so she's hesitant to go near any alcohol, one can only go near the food so many times before people might judge, and so far she's been too shy to even go near any of the party games. Which leaves her... wallflowering. Hard. At least the balcony is nice this time of night!
ii. when is it acceptable to get food?
[After... some indeterminate amount of time, or when she just gets tired of it, she does eventually gravitate towards the food. She even brought a big catering sized dish of beef stroganoff! So she's going to fill up her plate with as many things as she can fit on it in one trip, with the plan that she'll go for another trip later when she thinks its been long enough, but it's hard to balance a plate that size, so if she sees anyone come near she's going to absolutely freeze and try to carefully back away to give them room.]
Hey! Sorry, was I in the way?
iii. why does it always have to be fights?
[She... doesn't want anything to do with the fights, honestly. Especially after what happened with Don and the nightmares she's only recently started properly getting over.
And yet she finds herself drawn to the area anyway. Not out of any desire to fight, by any means, but out of curiousity. She wants to learn to fight, after all, and this seems a good source of knowledge, in a low stress environment.
And if she ever needs to know who can and can't fight in the city, well here it isIt's weird just watching, though, and so eventually she'll find herself turning to address whomever is near her with something like an apologetic curiousity.]
Are you planning on fighting anyone, or just watching?
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A breather is sought for now, and he gravitates to a quiet spot for the view, where he spots another. ]
Quite the turnout, eh? Though these things can be a bit overwhelming, at times.
[ So he understands if she's trying to get some alone time and if she doesn't seem to want the company, he'll leave her be. ]
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For their contribution to the festivities, Shen Yuan and "Liu Feiyu" have constructed a Qixi booth (Tanabata in Japanese). On either side of their table hangs two large vertical banners, depicting...somewhat overdressed versions of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl. Actually, it seems that Shen Yuan got a little too excited there -- seriously, since when does a simple cowherd wear such brightly colored clothes with so much embroidery? And why does he look vaguely like Luo Binghe?? Somebody take the expensive inks and paints away from this man before he hurts himself, ffs...
The food is much less objectionable -- it was made by Luo Binghe, after all! Everyone who visits their table will receive a strip of qiaoguo [a thin, fried pastry that's been shaped into a weaver's spindle] and a dumpling which may or may not contain a copper coin, foretelling a future of great wealth. (There's supposed to be a dumpling with a red date in it too, to foretell a happy marriage, but by sheer accident Shen Yuan ate it for breakfast this morning! Oopsie daisy, which an embarrassing accident that definitely wasn't set up by any naughty roommates with wedding bells on their mind...) And every two hours, on the hour, Shen Yuan will serve tea to anyone who's interested and relate the story behind the festival, how a lowly peasant fell in love with a maiden of heaven, and though the two of them were separated, still they meet once a year when a flock of sympathetic magpies form a glittering bridge across the sky...
After one of these retellings, Shen Yuan gratefully accepts a cup of tea from Luo Binghe and says, before taking a sip, "It's a little funny how outdated these old stories are. In my world if any guy tried to court a woman by stealing her clothes, he'd be thrown in jail...but because it's old and traditional, people still think Qixi is oh so romantic..."
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Shen Yuan's complaint about stealing clothes brings Binghe's idle daydreams of picking out red silks to an abrupt and screeching halt.
"It isn't? Why not?"
It's not as though there weren't several arcs of Proud Immortal Demon Way that released around Qixi where Binghe ended up reenacting some element of the famous tale (three guesses which part), and, in one stroke of creativity, Great Master Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky had even written an inverse of the traditional story where Luo Binghe's fine silk raiments were stolen by a poor cowherd who needed to pay for her sickly parents' medicine.
The point being, Binghe had met at least half a dozen of his wives under the circumstances of someone's clothes being stolen. It had all worked out fine in the end, hadn't it? What was the problem then?
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he says nothing while he observes, but he does turn his head to acknowledge anyone who approaches him.
* citation needed if you have actually seen this face before. maybe you have! maybe you've spoken with him, but if you approach him now, there's very little recognition in that intense gaze as it's turned on you. ]
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The party games aren't really his style. At least, he's not comfortable enough to play spin the bottle with the other stranges for now. What is comfortable, is a familiar face, so he makes his way over to where Dream is existing on the outskirts of things. ]
Hello, old stranger. How are you getting on?
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