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[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

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You're... what?

[hey don. hey don what does this mean. i'm sorry he'll get to the rest in a minute.]

Los Tres Mosqueteros? Have thee never heard of them? They are a [ fictional? ] band of Fixers who ride across the City from which I hail. Ah, Fixers are gallant heroes of the place of which I speak. Anyway, they are noble figures whom protect the weak at no cost, simply because they wish to!

[ ...

there are other parts to that story, but she would hate to spoil!!!!! ]

...I definitely haven't heard of very many Fixers who work like that.

[he knows at least one that he might agree is heroic, sure, but a whole three of them? in this economy??]

Then thee have met at least one today!

[ ...

wait!!!! ]

Are thee... of the City as well? With Districts and Nests?

[okay, maybe he questioned if it was the same city for a second, but the districts and nests-- yeah. yeah, this is familiar.]

Yeah. I'm just not totally caught up on what's been going on out there, I guess.

[this is one way to put it.]

Ah. I see.

[ just give her a sec. another. wait til she learns angela is too. ]

Well then! Allow me to reintroduce myself -- I am Don Quixote, a Fixer of the Limbus Company, employed by the Red Gaze himself! If I do not know thee, then the ones thou'rt familiar with must be Mistress Gebura and Sir Roland, no?

Wait, Gebura's here, too...?

[how many librarians are in this city.

'how did he miss gebura anyway when she's so red' it's the funnier option for him to spot roland's generic npc ass at this party and miss her at first, is why.]

I guess that makes this Red Gaze guy the new one.

[he doesn't pay enough attention for this, is the thing. he probably knows blue and purple right now and that's it.]

[ it really is the funnier option. ]

That is correct! Though I am one of the faithful who believe in her return as well...

[ yearning, longing. miss red mist maam. it's funnier that she doesn't find out gebura is the one and only. ]

Nonetheless! Are thee a librarian as well? Now that I look at thee, thine uniform do resembles Mistress Gebura's to an extent... I think them rather stylish. Also, as thou art a friend to them, so thee are a friend to me as well.

[hm. he has the sense that if he opens his mouth about this one, gebura might not be happy about the results, which means he definitely won't be...

yeah he's not saying anything about the red mist.]

Yeah, I am. I'm in charge of the Floor of Art... or I'm supposed to be, I guess. I don't know if this counts as a break.

[he's taking it as one.]

... Thee have different floors? What are the other two in charge of? Also, I adore arts and crafts, so I am most interested in hearing about thine!!!!

[ the fuck sort of library has floors. wait no theres like three floors to some libraries. thats fine. ]

They never mentioned that...?

[huh. well, it's relatively harmless, so-]

Roland's on General Works, Gebura's floor is Language. Besides ours, there's... [give him a sec] Seven more.

I don't know if there's much I can say about crafts, though, I haven't worked much on things like that. Mostly I just draw and paint.

[ what a tall library... she wants to go. it must be filled to the brim with amazing stories. ]

What do thee like to draw the most? I was given many art supplies if thee should like to share, and there is something of an art association [ , club ] formed as well, so thou'rt not alone in thy favor of it! Smudging charcoal is quite fun.

[it's filled with stories alright... whether she actually wants to read them is another subject.

he definitely perks a little, though, when she mentions art supplies and some kind of association-- he's still figuring out how he feels about people here, but if there are others interested in art, maybe there's something to learn from them? maybe they will be less unhinged than some of the city's artists.]

I guess there's probably time for that in a place like this, huh...? Feels pretty quiet so far.

[ just wait until you see her evil ~~bug~~ bird. ]

... Yes, it is quiet, for the most part.

[ which she seems a little conflicted on, truthfully -- but it flits away soon enough as she continues. ]

There are strange happenings, of course! In fact... 'twas only a few days hence that we learned from another that we are not the first whom've found ourselves here. It was rather strange that some places were a little lived in, but I did not think much of it -- people live everywhere, do thee not agree? If they have left it, albeit in such a rush, then they have left it, and there is nothing wrong with seeking shelter in such abandonment -- yet I admit, it is somewhat, ehm, odd, that we seem to be known in a sense.

[ ........ a lot of words, barely a breath, but honestly most of it goes over her head so she's sort of parroting what she's heard through the vine. ]

Sir Roland, as thee may know, does quite well in explaining things, but my good friend Junpei is one who has many thoughts as to the going-ons -- but dear Netzach, let us not linger! 'Tis a most wonderful evening, and to dwell on things so close to the night hours will leave a most distasteful tang on the tongue! Leave it 'til morrow, and swear upon thy honor that thee shall not make mention of, ehm, the name I had decided for our mutual allies?

[this is all a lot, but-]

I don't know if I have much of it to swear on...

[what honor is there in (redacted), man. he's not sure he's really the kind of person to think about things like that, anyway, or the kind of person that they really apply to.]

It matters not. A man's worth is valued by the honor he has, and so if he has only a little, then it is important to keep it safe -- should one lose that trivial amount, then he is nothing. So it will do.

[ ... she's taking it. ]

I do not think they would mind it, but we are not good enough friends to remark as such towards them; I would like to get to know each better before I make such bold claims in their presences, rather than behind their backs.

Is it? I don't think I really get it...

[making something important out of it is a little beyond what he prefers to consider.]

But I won't say anything to 'em about it, if it's embarrassing.

[ it is so important, netzach...!!!! both the honor, and the title!!!! what if they disagreed! what if there was a pause, where they didn't know what to say in a bad way, before agreeing half-heartedly if at all!!!!!

what if they thought so too!!!!!!!!! don couldn't handle it!!!!!!!!!! from gebura anyway. roland's whatever. ]

Then thee have my most heartfelt thanks, dear Netzach. In return for asking such a troubling favor of thyself, would thee like paint together? I have watercolors, though I have not yet grasped their usage as well as I would like... The other paints are far more easy to understand.

You do...? I haven't worked all that much with 'em, but I could give it a shot. I think I get the basics.

[so maybe he can help her figure it out, sort of. or maybe it'll end up just being messy, but then there's nothing wrong with that either, is there?]

[ nothing at all... mess is expected in art, and it's very fun. she loves it. ]

They are the only medium in which I still have plenty of, if that gives thee an idea of mine experience. [ none at all. ] Ah, and in regards to the association I made mention of -- how are thy birds?

My birds...? I'm pretty okay at animals, I guess.

[his doodles of the r corp animals... ]

Why?

Because...

[ hold on. she will lean closer. whisper. this is top secret and important, even if they talk all the time about it on the network. ]

We are a band of messengers as well! We have in place a sort of key, and use animals to mark various places of interest -- both in caution, and in curiosity. The bird was Junpei's idea -- he is a good friend of mine, one of the first I made here -- for its apparent ability to warn others of danger. So where we have found trouble, we draw one with chalk!

[ it's fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]

That's a little more work than I expected out of an art association...

[is he gonna have to deliver messages or something too if they're messengers? is he secretly getting roped into a job? say it isn't so...]

Guess birds do make sense for danger, though. They can cause a lot of trouble too.

[ sorry buddy. welcome to the "don's pace" club. ]

It is fun work, dear Netzach, do not look so tired! [ who's gonna tell her he has resting rest face. ] And while it is an important task of ours, it is ultimately minor -- we have mapped out what we know for the moment, so there is little to do until next the city strikes.

[ or something. it's just fun right now. ]

I guess it does sound better than sorting books.

[anything is better than his job... she'll learn pretty fast that he's always tired, though.]

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