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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[archivy]

[ She smiles back just a little. ] Not in many ways.

[auguria]

[He offers one of his hands up to her.]

Is there anything you wish to partake of, clever on? I would accompany you gladly to whatever you wish.

[archivy]

[ She hesitates for a moment, but then takes his hand. ] I want some ice cream. [ Said in regular English. Is there a word for ice cream? ]

[auguria]

[Not as such, it would require a more complicated explanation of just what ice cream was. If Jast had said it, he probably would have just said it in English too.]

They gave me a few of their coins for singing, I would be happy to spare them on you.

[He pushes up to his feet. He had been sitting because he is very tall, like a pale spindly tree.]

Will you show me the way?

[archivy]

You should keep your coins. [ There's an image of a dark winter with those sounds. She is learning. Just in case, she means to say. ]

It is not far.

[auguria]

[Her concern is sweet, and he smiles.]

It would be my pleasure.

[Money is no object to Jast at all, and perhaps there is the suggestion of nature's bounty in his response. He accompanies her through the crowd, keeping his steps in line with hers. He's only ever met a few people taller than himself, truly, he's very used to the exercise.]

[archivy]

I will not deny you that. [ Ivy is small for her age, but she makes up for it by walking very decisively, clear goal in mind. ]

[auguria]

[Jast is a little shy about standing in line at the stall, mostly because he's dreading trying to have a conversation with the cashier, dreading even more trying to make sense of the coins in his pocket, but he doesn't let on to that, just waits patiently for Ivy to take a look at what's available and make her choice.]

[archivy]

[ Ordering, strawberry and yoghurt. He'll have to share, because it's large scoops. ]

[auguria]

[Luckily, the coins are color-coded. Jast can totally handle this, though he ducks his head down between his shoulders nervously along the way, almost forgets his change in his haste to move along and find somewhere quiet to sit.

It doesn't even occur to him to think about this sharing business, it's all for her in his mind.]

[archivy]

[ She follows him to the quiet spot, a little less hasty and already taking the first spoonful of ice cream. Archive or not, she's eleven years old. Ice cream is bliss. ]

Have some. [ Look, she even grabbed a second plastic spoon for you. ]

[auguria]

[As he sits, he gives himself a little shake, like a ruffled bird reorganizing its feathers. The way he goes still afterwards and looks at her with wide eyes is likewise a bit comical.]

Oh.

[Just a little pink flush across his face. Some of his friends have delighted in making him blush, will keep score of it during a conversation. Fallen was always the worst, a fire golem with a flirtatious smile.

Jast accepts the spoon graciously.]

This is the flavor you like?

[Just for future reference. He takes a little spoonful and puts it in his mouth obediently. Well. Mostly obediently. It's also delicious.]

[archivy]

One of them. There are many I like. [ but she also very strongly believes in moderation, especially for children as herself. ]

[auguria]

[He grins around the spoon in his mouth.]

How many?

[archivy]

I like almost all.

[auguria]

Maybe one of each, next time.

[She may believe in moderation, but he believes in spoiling everyone rotten.]

[archivy]

That would be far too many still.

[ Maybe they should spread it out. Have ice cream more often. ]

[auguria]

[He gives a fluttery little laugh, taking one more taste of the ice cream before he's laid himself out in the sun with a thoughtful expression.]

Spring has not yet ended and there are many days of Summer yet to come. We will see the deed done.

[archivy]

[ Thinking on it for a moment, spoon after spoon of ice cream disappearing. ]

We may.

[ It's permission for herself more than anything to spend more time with him— emotional attachment to him is, perhaps, less dangerous than to others. ]

[auguria]

[He smiles, happy to be accepted in his offer. For her, he begins to whistle a little tune, something warm and airy that sounds like dandelion fluff on the wind. It's a quiet little ditty, only for her ears.]

[archivy]

[ Once all the ice cream's eaten, she settles, eyes closed and just listening. It's nice, a change from remembering. Relaxing.

If he were to look, he might find her smiling. ]