~and the bamboo leaves sway
Characters: Inoue Orihime and EVERYONE!
When: Night of the 7th
Where: Hanging Gardens, I guess.
Rating: K, maybe higher in individual threads.
Summary: Orihime is throwing a makeshift Tanabata festival.
The sun was just about ready to set, and wiping her brow, Orihime surveyed her makeshift decorations with pride. Taking a makeshift piece of paper and pen out from the obi of the yukata Kagerou had given her. Wandering amongst the rows of pretty conveniently placed bamboo, she realized belatedly that a little stand with paper and one or two pens probably wasn't the most conventional way to do wishes. Still, it was better than nothing at all, and Orihime was 100%-sure this was going to be an absolutely wonderful Tanabata. Pressing her little paper against the wall, Orihime put the tip of her pen to her lip and tapped it in contemplation. There weren't too many things she wanted, but the ones she did were pretty big. After a moment of thinking, she scribbled something down and hung it up, where it fluttered in a warm breeze. That done, she slipped out into the main row and stood up on her tippy-toes to look around for arriving guests.
[OOC: Alright, so times, places, and what's going on in them are totally up to you guys, so have at it! If your character's looking to talk to Hime, just mention it~ Have fun!]
When: Night of the 7th
Where: Hanging Gardens, I guess.
Rating: K, maybe higher in individual threads.
Summary: Orihime is throwing a makeshift Tanabata festival.
The sun was just about ready to set, and wiping her brow, Orihime surveyed her makeshift decorations with pride. Taking a makeshift piece of paper and pen out from the obi of the yukata Kagerou had given her. Wandering amongst the rows of pretty conveniently placed bamboo, she realized belatedly that a little stand with paper and one or two pens probably wasn't the most conventional way to do wishes. Still, it was better than nothing at all, and Orihime was 100%-sure this was going to be an absolutely wonderful Tanabata. Pressing her little paper against the wall, Orihime put the tip of her pen to her lip and tapped it in contemplation. There weren't too many things she wanted, but the ones she did were pretty big. After a moment of thinking, she scribbled something down and hung it up, where it fluttered in a warm breeze. That done, she slipped out into the main row and stood up on her tippy-toes to look around for arriving guests.
[OOC: Alright, so times, places, and what's going on in them are totally up to you guys, so have at it! If your character's looking to talk to Hime, just mention it~ Have fun!]