[MINGLE, ESPECIALLY TO NEWCOMERS] ROOFTOP FESTIVITIES!!!

[icanfixer]

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

Comments

[onlythans]

Oh, come now. You and Ryne have me outnumbered; I've no choice but to be on best behavior.

[Minus the, y'know, stuff that immediately preceded this remark which were decidedly not what anyone might call "best behavior".]

It would make her happy, I think — to see us having a bit of fun together. Just as continued evidence of old fences mended, and all that.

[shtola]

( that earns him a laugh - far more genuine than the threat of a smile prior. )

That's yet to be seen.

( but, what he says does give her pause, her gaze tearing away from his to search the crowd for a head of light amber. her smile only grows softer, then. )

A trifle in comparison for what she undoubtably deserves. ( her hand reaches for his forearm, a beckon and reassurance both. she does wish it were under better circumstances, but the girl will be cared for. ) You must be relieved.

[onlythans]

[He smiles faintly himself, as much at the way Y'shtola's expression changes at the thought of Ryne as from the fact that he's about to get his way after all, and moves them easily toward the dance floor as his steps instinctively begin to fall into time with the first strains of new music.]

Relieved, among other things. Naturally I'd rather have her with me than not, but...

[But they still know so little about what's going on with this mysterious city, and he can't be everywhere at once.]

Well. All else aside, it is a blessing to see her again. After all the catastrophes of the Final Days, I'd half thought I might never again have the chance.

[shtola]

( he doesn't really need to continue the thought for her to follow. that he could be there for her is something to be celebrated, but the fact of the matter is that they're at the mercy of forces they haven't even a clue how to begin contending with.

his efforts and vigilance will only double from here now that his daughter is returned to him, and she realizes belatedly that there's fear taking root in her belly for what lengths he'd go through to ensure them safe. this will not be the last she sees of his jovial play at ease, this she knows, he'll keep up this farce until his last breath if it meant none of them knew of his roiling trepidation.

so she'll let herself be led away. better he kept close than for her to lose him in shadow. and who knows, she might be able to convince him to unclench his jaw long enough to find some enjoyment in all of this before he keels over. )

But we prevailed, and she's here. ( the hand on his forearm eases along the path to his palm comfortably, her other settling on steady shoulder as she falls into step. nothing overtly grandiose, she's at least familiar with enough of the basics to be passable in polite circles. ) And I would have arrived at my answer in delivering you to the First before long.

[onlythans]

[He's pleasantly surprised when she does, in fact, let him coax her along with him, but he's hardly going to look a gift chocobo in the beak. It's simple enough to get them turned towards each other, to move his hands into respectful position — familiar, but without taking liberties, his intentions uncomplicated and clearly telegraphed.]

Delivering me to the First? Whatever did I do to deserve such a boon?

[It's news to him, of a sort, but hardly the unwelcome variety.]

[shtola]

( that he seems surprised strikes her as odd. her intentions for unlocking the methods for travel between shards was never a secret to any before they even set foot on ultima thule. )

Thought I'd forgotten?

( while it'd been said over wine and drink bells before the embarkment of the ragnarok and onto certain death - she was never one to make idle promises. )

Seems needlessly cruel to deny you the trip if I've the spell within my grasp, though I admittedly would have preferred I did not take as long that she'd be a woman grown by the time I manage it.