Spring Festival [OPEN TO ALL!]

[deadly_legacy]

When; Friday, April 6 2012, afternoon into night
Rating; Various! Warn if you need to on individual threads.
Characters; EVERYONE EVER!
Summary; Spring festival
Log;

Xanadu is buzzing this afternoon with with food stands and booths with games to play and trinkets to sell or win. There are a couple of stages where people play instruments, sing, juggle, and otherwise entertain.

People donated money, time and materials to bring everything together. Some areas are very polished and professional while others have more of a homemade touch, but it blends together nicely and there is a little something for everyone. A little further from the main attractions there is space for relaxing or playing a game of frisbee or catch.

As the evening settles upon the City, paper lanterns light up an outdoor dance floor and a band plays a range of music from romantic to spirited. There are also tables set up for those who would prefer to star or people gaze.

(OOC: As mentioned here please feel free to have your character/business set up a booth or stand or to be performing under the appropriate headings! They can be doing if for money, free, or charity. General Mingle | Booths: Games/Merchandise | Food Stands | Entertainment/Street Performers | Dance)

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[latenightfondue]

[ A grin spreads wide as soon as he catches sight of Steve, eyeing up the bear in his arms, giving it a nod. ]

Who's the new lady? You should introduce us.

[ He claps him on the shoulder, looks about them. ] Nothing else to do, buddy, so I figured I'd check it out.

[waitedforyears]

Yeah. [ Something between a genuine grin and a smirk lighting up her face. ] Your brother let you out to play today, Sammy?

[punchedhitler]

I haven't figured out a name yet. Or who I should give it to, I think if I take it home all it'll end up is a bed for the dog.

[He seems pleased, though]

Have you eaten something yet?

[signatures]

That's all right, I was starting to get a bit hungry anyway.

[ Pancake looks like he wants to try hopping onto the bench, but Eames distracts him with his foot, rubbing his side a bit. ]

Have you spoken with Rupert yet?

[archivy]

[ Taking a bite and chewing carefully, answering only after she's swallowed. ] Not yet, but I saw that he is here. I think that I will go talk to him after I've eaten.

[signatures]

A good idea, generally.

[ He pauses a bit, looking her over somewhat subtly. ] Were you ever really interested in horses?

[archivy]

I did not really want a pony. [ A beat. ] But I do like horses. Not as much as cats, but I— remember riding. I think I would like to do it again.

[signatures]

[ Eames nods. ] Never know until you attempt to pick it back up again, anyway.

[rehashing]

[ Elena recognizes Sam from both the network and their... play date. That had been a fun yet interesting day. She'd rescued him from his brother Dean who'd thought he was Sam's father. Sometimes, the City did twisted, twisted things.

But, today there was a festival. It hardly seemed sinister. There were games and entertainment.

And Sam Winchester. Just as tall as he was those few days back. With one less smile.

Elena approaches when he's in front of one of the game booths. ]

It's like this popped up overnight.

open;

[dignity_misery]

[Carla loves festival food, the traditional sort, and she especially loves the dessert variety. She will be at a picnic table with an unnecessarily large horde of plates stuffing her face. She's even dressed up for this outing.]

open;

[auguria]

[Jast's current dancing partner is an infant, whose mother is watching the pair of them from a nearby chair with bemusement. Jast is down on his knees, swaying with the giggling baby in time to the music.

His dance card, however, is very open.]

[archivy]

Yes. [ Past hosts very much enjoyed riding, though for some of them, it was the only means of transportation. ] I appreciate that you brought it to my attention. [ In a manner of speaking, at any rate. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[He gives a quick laugh.]

Yeah, drinking does have the ability to make things more entertaining.

[charring]

[She nods, watching the crowd for a moment before looking at Merlin again.] Plus it's nice to see relatively normal moments mixed in with the curses and chaos.

[child_radical]

[Well Ivy you're gonna have to watch out as this boy and his not cute pet are walking towards you. The boy in question holding a disproportionately large amount of food in his arms for one person and small creature to consume.]

[archivy]

[ Side-stepping him neatly, though she's frowning a little. ] Excuse me.

[child_radical]

[It isn't Huey that has a collision but a rather excited fairy pet that's too busy gnawing away on the last end pieces of a bone. Femur let's out a small yelp and flutters backwards before he's caught by his owner.]

Haven't I told you not to eat and fly?

[signatures]

It was no trouble. [ It was only one conversation, anyway. It's not that he felt he owed Ivy anything, but he's not heartless, he does feel bad that she experienced a family only to have it be a lie, particularly with his own inability to settle in such a way. Through and through, it was deception. ] Rupert bought me a hat and then replaced it, I assume he likes me enough to agree to small things.

[child_radical]

Sorry about that, it's hard to tell where I'm going solely based on sound. [Femur let out a amused chitter which only makes the boy sigh as he sets the food on the ground.] Hush you damn glutton before I take the braised marrow bones and give them to a random dog.

[The tooth-fairy's jaw drops slightly before it zooms over to the tray containing said food, clutching at it possessively while glaring at Huey.]

[archivy]

I hope that giving riding lessons will not be any trouble to him. [ She's relatively certain, at least, that she won't be too bad at it, which should make it easier.

The whole deception would have been less hurtful if it had not given her exactly what she wanted, in so many ways. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Wow okay that's. Interesting.]

What's that?

[Manners, Merlin.]

[archivy]

Perhaps it would be wise then to arrange everything so that you're able to see as well. [ Watching Femur with interest, though. ]

[child_radical]

Femur, a tooth-fairy.

[rehashing]

[ From afar, Elena spots her, the picture of Katherine circa when Elena doesn't remember her. What is going on? Of all things for Katherine to be sporting, of all fashions, she wouldn't go so vintage. She remembers Euphie telling her about the girl who looks exactly like her.

Tessa.

Katherine's MO involves pretending to be Elena.

It's different being in The City. She doesn't compare herself to her ancestor. She doesn't take extra effort not to be like her. If she admits it, Elena has an easier time here. She doesn't have to worry which of her friends' lives will be threatened left - thanks to her. She doesn't have to look over her shoulder. The danger that she worries about involves sometimes silly curses. Meeting complete strangers who haven't hacked her into pieces yet.

For the first time in a long time, Elena can breathe. She's not the girl who lost her parents or the girl torn between two Salvatore's (something she isn't even sure of)... She can be Elena Gilbert.

Which is why seeing this Tessa woman is unsettling to say the least.

Elena gets into line for a soft pretzel, well aware that her doppelganger of sorts is here. ]

[rehashing]

[ She recognizes him from his feed. The married guy. Rings from the ring toss in her hand, she turns, telling the man at the booth to wait just one second while she makes her way over to Howard. ]

You look like you could benefit from ring tossing.