[Mingler] After the Solstice
It's been a year since the earth shook, and Phedre has been quietly brooding on the disappearance of Jaenelle and of so many others. As the year passed, so did her pain - and while there are others, now, to share her bed, she wants to honor the departed.
It might seem counter-intuitive to organize a fete, it might even seem callous. In Terre d'Ange, she would be celebrating MidWinter, there would be a ball, masks, and the tale of the Sun Prince would be shown to all. Jaenelle and her kin always made sure to celebrate Winsol. It seems right to continue on.
As it is, she's put some work to it with the help of a few others - the common room is decorated, her son found a machine that plays music, and while she is the most terrible cook one could ever find in the kitchen, Icarus is not. With his help, Non's, and perhaps that of a few others, they made it happen.
The place is decorated tastefully, the fireplace is crackling a little, and a scented tree is up, ornate and fragrant.
There is food galore, music, song, and joy to be had. It's an open party, and anyone is welcome.
[OOC: A spontaneous idea for a mingler, in collaboration with souji_chan, because we just realized that we almost broke tradition this year! Can't have that. So yes, feel free to send anyone, and bear in mind: the Stark Mingler happened long before this one, so there's no ubiguity problem. Anyone is welcome - and if you want to assume your puppet helped organize this initiative, feel free, it's a communal effort! :-) ]
It might seem counter-intuitive to organize a fete, it might even seem callous. In Terre d'Ange, she would be celebrating MidWinter, there would be a ball, masks, and the tale of the Sun Prince would be shown to all. Jaenelle and her kin always made sure to celebrate Winsol. It seems right to continue on.
As it is, she's put some work to it with the help of a few others - the common room is decorated, her son found a machine that plays music, and while she is the most terrible cook one could ever find in the kitchen, Icarus is not. With his help, Non's, and perhaps that of a few others, they made it happen.
The place is decorated tastefully, the fireplace is crackling a little, and a scented tree is up, ornate and fragrant.
There is food galore, music, song, and joy to be had. It's an open party, and anyone is welcome.
[OOC: A spontaneous idea for a mingler, in collaboration with souji_chan, because we just realized that we almost broke tradition this year! Can't have that. So yes, feel free to send anyone, and bear in mind: the Stark Mingler happened long before this one, so there's no ubiguity problem. Anyone is welcome - and if you want to assume your puppet helped organize this initiative, feel free, it's a communal effort! :-) ]