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

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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

[hypnagothic]

[ he also glances outward, as if to see what Hob is looking for. ]

You believe there to be a better vantage point?

[100more]

[ He can't hide the amusement in his eyes. ]

In my experience, it's easier to become familiar with others if you approach them and say hello.

[ There has to be someone at the party Dream might be willing to talk to. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ there is; he is talking to you, Hob Gadling.

he looks back to Hob, faintly incredulous. ]

You speak of interacting with them.

[100more]

[ But he doesn't need to become familiar with Hob. He already knows Hob. ]

Yes. I am.

[hypnagothic]

[ the incredulity only increases. ]

Why?

[100more]

[ Why? Isn't it obvious? ]

Do you think you'd be familiar with me if you never talked to me and just watched me from afar?

[hypnagothic]

There was a reason for me to do so, where you are concerned.

[100more]

[ Dream wants to be familiar with the others here but doesn't see a reason to speak to them. Six hundred years, and Hob's still trying to figure his friend out. ]

Very well. Do you want me to leave you to it?

[ Perhaps Dream would rather observe without distraction. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ to be fair, it's a really dumb way of going about it. just don't say that to Dream, he'll get cranky. ]

You may stay or join in as you wish. I do not protest your company.

[100more]

[ Hob knows enough not to make him cranky, so long as he doesn't stick his foot in his mouth and blurt something out.

A nod and Hob takes a place near Dream's side, looking out over the crowd of people as they talk, dance, or play games. The younger people seem to amuse Hob, especially as they get flustered by the spinning bottle. ]

Have you found a comfortable place to stay?

[ The previous Dream didn't like it when Hob asked him that. Guess he didn't need a place after all. ]

[hypnagothic]

Is it a requirement that I do so?

[ ... at least he doesn't seem pissed off by the question this time? ]

[100more]

[ At least there's that, but it might happen still. ]

No, but... if your powers are not... I worry what might happen if you don't have a safe place to go. Just in case.

[ It's only out of concern for him. ]

[hypnagothic]

[ his gaze snaps back to Hob's face at the mention of powers, a little bit cross, but he doesn't have a scathing remark and he's not storming off. yet. ]

... You are worried for me?

[100more]

[ The look was entirely expected. How dare he worry about one such as him? The reaction is not as harsh as Hob anticipated, though. ]

Don't get offended. I'd worry even if you had all your power. This place is not normal.

[hypnagothic]

So I am gathering.

[ not as harsh, no. he seems to look at Hob closely for a moment, looking him over before glancing back to the youths. ]

But I am not offended, Hob. Because is that not what friends do?

[100more]

[ There may be some fear behind Hob's eyes. Things seem to be better between them since Dream found him at the New Inn, but the situation here is different. Hob has reason to be concerned. Would Dream take it the wrong way?

When Dream says he's not offended and poses his question, there's a shuddery laugh, as Hob had been holding his breath. ]

Right. Of course they do.

[hypnagothic]

You need not hold your nerves with me, Hob.

[ he glances back at him, more out of the corner of his eye than not. but he seems to hold a faint smile now. ]

I can hardly escape from you, here.

[100more]

[ Dream may be acting cool about it, but Hob is definitely grinning right at him. ]

I'm sure you have your ways.

[ But it's good to know Dream is giving him some leeway as a friend, and Hob is genuinely concerned for Dream's safety after he's already disappeared from this place once, even if Dream has no memory of it. And they had such a nice time together at the last party. Hob is enjoying their time together now, too. ]

[hypnagothic]

Perhaps.

[ there's more evidence of a smile forming now. ]

Though it would be rude to leave you yet again without warning.

[100more]

[ Hob's smile softens, as he appreciates those words. Dream has changed a lot during that period of absence. ]

There were nights I regretted not doing more to stop you. Though I'm sure that would've turned out very badly for me. I'm glad you came back.

[hypnagothic]

They likely would have, depending on that you would have done.

[100more]

[ Hob doesn't actually know what he would have done if it happened all over again. He knows grabbing Dream would've been a very bad idea. Hob was just so hurt and angry at the time, and Dream was so proud. But maybe also hurt, if the sting in his eyes meant anything. ]

Well, it's in the past now, and we're stuck here, like it or not.

[hypnagothic]

More the latter, I should think.

[ the smile fades then, looking out again amongst the party-goers. ]

[100more]

I could think of with worse people to be stuck with.

[ And although Hob didn't know Johanna prior to this, she's nice to have around, too. ]

A lot of people here seem to be quite capable. Trained in fighting or magic or just... possessing abilities.

[ And then there's Hob, who's quite ordinary by comparison in most ways. ]

[hypnagothic]

As to that, I could as well.

Abilities, though. How so?