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WHEN: April 23rd!
WHO: everyone invited!

[ A whirlwind of petals, the slightest breaze, and a few dreams to spare: under the new patronage of sakura trees, at least this corner of Xanadu finds itself at ease. Citizens, enjoy the view! ]

[ooc: OPEN LOG for anyone who wants to take characters sakura-viewing! Ball-room / threadjack-style, hur hur. Have people run into each other, make new friends, tumble around the trees, etc! And don't forget our dashing plant visitor with its charming voice ~~Sadly, the bear is not on premise ._.~~ ]

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[Mae was...passing by, really. On her way back home from the store, of all places, where she'd finally found the pink dye she'd been needing for a while now (the roots would soon tell). Then she noticed the trees - she'd heard a few words about this on the network, but hadn't given it much thought - and realized that it was truly a shame people couldn't stop and watch these flowers bloom every day.

Because they were beautiful, really.

Not to mention, the colour of her hair now. So - really, it would be a shame not to - she could allow herself a small pause to watch this phenomenon, before returning home. Perhaps she'd text her brother to come join. And Alan, too.]

[Haru has already found her spot next to a most wonderful tree. It's...so nostalgic to be here, really. It's almost like Namimori, that time, long ago when they all went to watch the flowers bloom together - and then something had happened, right? There had been a game, which was very usual, and so on and so forth? - but the difference now was that the group would be incomplete. Tsuna-san wasn't here, but he wasn't the only one missing.

Not one to settle down into the bad moods, Haru had packed her blanket and a big box with snacks - she'd roasted the nuts and almonds and peanuts herself this morning, dilligently so! - and had joined the rest of the nature lovers who'd decided to watch this pretty event up-close.

Hopefully in company. If she got tired of alone time, she'd text everyone to join her. Definitely.]

[ Subject line says it all, really. He's just kind of watching the flowers. And thankfully not setting them on fire, this time. ]

[Ganymede's just-- out wandering. He's been drawn, of course, to the flowers (who wouldn't be, at this rate?) and as much as he detests them at this point--

it wasn't very often you saw something like this. It was nearly nonexistent (to this extent) in Troy.

So Ganymede's found himself wandering amongst the blossoms. To him, they're rather plain. Being beautiful and surrounded by "beautiful things" for a thousand years does that to you.]

[Despite her concerns about the complicated process of getting into her festival outfit, Rosella still makes it out to see the sakura trees with plenty of time and afternoon light to spare. She's in a wonderful mood; most curses aren't nearly so lovely as this, and she'd been expecting one far worse for a holiday weekend. It's so rare to have a pretty, harmless curse in a place like the City, but here one is, and she's determined to enjoy it while it lasts.

Which is why she's walking around at a steady, leisurely pace, dressed in a pink kimono with her hair elegantly arranged and decorated with pretty pins. She had help with the costume, and she's admittedly still not entirely comfortable in it--which shows a bit in the way she moves, more deliberate and less fluid than she is in her usual peasant dresses--but she was told it's the proper thing to do for a sakura-viewing festival, and being proper is well worth a little initial awkwardness, in her opinion.

As she goes, she watches the people as much as she takes in the blossoms, looking for friendly faces in the crowds and generally enjoying the beauty of the day as she makes her way around to see the trees all in bloom.]

[Still sitting under the sakura. See's the redhead floating along the horizon.]

[ It's what he does. The ground is unclean, to him, and he'd rather not bother with the crowds of people, also unclean. Though he does occasionally look down at them, as though they are only vaguely of interest to him. ]

[ From behind him: ]

What do you think of them, Ganymede?

[ His ability to know what others are thinking has been somewhat compromised by this place, unfortunate as it is, after all. ]

[This festival was proving to be a good break from all the weird things that have been occurring in this place. Not to mention she was really enjoying the cherry blossoms and the beauty they were bringing to the City. It was like it was a whole new place.

The petals floated around Suki and she reached out to grab one. This was something she could get used to, and though she didn't want it around all the time, it was a nice treat.]

[He was almost beginning to think he'd have alone time!

Almost.]

They're nothing special. Does this always happen?

[Minute of viewing the 'up on high sun god' passes and the lounging blond lowers his gaze to the expanse of park before him. Yes, he willingly quit the radiant beauty above to look at common plant life.]

[Iroh strolled through the trees, taking what he believed was a well-deserved break from Jet and Zuko and their constant bickering. In his arms he carried a picnic basket with some treats and a pot in which to prepare tea. After all, what was a flower viewing without a picnic?

He caught sight of Sokka's girlfriend in the distance. Suki, if he remembered correctly. Though he did not know the young woman well, she seemed like a very nice person and pleasant company. And it was important to maintain connections with people from their world. So he waved at her.]

Suki!

[ After a while, he'll float down a bit to almost stand on the ground-- though not disturbing the plants or the petals that have floated down there. ]

Do you like them?

[ Oh, Ganymede. You really shouldn't expect that from Apollo. ]

They wouldn't be, to you.

[ So few of them in comparison to a world blanketed with petals. ]

Sometimes, they do things like this here. Their way of enjoying captivity.

[Suspects a trick question and avoids answering.]

So, we meet at last.

[ It wasn't, though he does smile faintly at what Luke does say. ]

You've been waiting for this, then?

[ Checkin' out that box of food and everything. ]

Do you people always make a big deal out of these flowers?

[The petals seem to be falling like snow around her. Some even got tangled in her short hair, but she hopefully picked them out. It was getting a little silly, but she really didn't mind. This was so much better than dealing with two Sokka's.

Then she suddenly heard her name. Suki turned to face Iroh, and she did so with a smile on her face. Even though he didn't remember her, she still had a lot of respect for him.]

Iroh! Here too see the cheery blossoms as well?

It was a matter of time. Do have a common 'annoyance' [Keeps a pleasant expression while speaking of the unpleasant.]

The men of any country do not always know their allies against a common enemy, though.

[Nice days are rare in the City, at least by Cameron's count; nice weather's too often spoiled by nasty curses. Optimism used to be her strong point; most days, the City wears hers away to nothing. Still, frustrated as she is, it would be foolish not to make the most of a curse like today's. So she's out in the afternoon, her habit of overtime buying a few hours freedom from work, wandering aimlessly among the trunks or sitting silent in the grass with eyes shut. Somehow, she thinks, brushing a few damp petals from her hair, it's just a little easier to breathe out here.]

True.

[Eyes the space between feet and earth.] Mysophobic?

Not quite.

[Does the facetious half-closed eyes and one-shoulder shrug of "Oh, well"] I suppose will never see you at the hot springs and or dress your hair, then.

This is more interesting than most of the other places.

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