Fairy Tale Event START

[dreamsthief]

[The selected few will hear a Rhode's laughter echoing down the hall sometime during the day. She sounds delighted in an evil sort of way, a tone that continues when she speaks:]

Tradition gathered from afar,
Tradition changing those that are,
Normal, yes, to stories old.
Bind them long until the story's told.

Rhode laughs again and those that

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[stainedlotus]

[He couldn't sleep. He didn't know why, but he just-couldn't. So he's wandering the halls, just walking to try and exhaust himself further before trying again.

Hopefully walking around the Dressing Room would work. He'd just. have to ignore the creepy song.]

[amemoryhalved]

[At least the bluebird isn't following you around, Joyd probably wouldn't have been very nice to him.

Walking up behind him after a while, hands in his pockets with a hum.]

Something wrong~?

[stainedlotus]

Not really, I just can't sleep.

[amemoryhalved]

Then why aren't you doing what you normally do~?

[Well, what he's seen Booky's Kanda do. But. Yeah.]

Snow White and Rose Red

[besomeothername]

[Lavi stomps into the cabin well after dark, flinging snow all around the entrance-way and laughing out loud. The front lawn was covered in at least a dozen snowmen, all artistically positioned and arranged in the most epic of epic snowball fights. One poor snowman even had a wide 'o' shaped rock for a mouth as another snowman knocked his hat off with a carefully placed throw]

Snowy~ Oh Snowy~ ♥ [His pet nickname for his sister brother]

I'm done shoveling the path. We should be all set to go to the market come morning.

[selfdeluded]

[The nickname was quite difficult to mistake as being anyone but his brother, and Allen peeks out of the kitchen briefly to see the state of his over-active sibling. Again with that weird nickname...]

Has it even stopped snowing yet?

[But he wanders out of the kitchen with two mugs of hot chocolate, holding one out to his dear sibling as he walks over. Lavi's, of course, had marshmallows. Allen's peculiar diet would never allow for such things.]

Your face is all red again... You were out there too long.

[besomeothername]

[Rubbing at his cheeks a bit] It just makes my rosy complexion all that much rosier, yeah. [Grins] And the added snow will just make my masterpiece all that much more amusing to look at in the morning.

[Takes the mug and tugs Allen to sit with him on the rug in front of the fireplace. Unfortunately, their little cabin in the courtyard in the Dressing Room didn't have much in the way of furniture. That's kind of what happened when you're peasants]

Ooh, marshmallows. You certainly are the best sibling anyone could ask for Snowy~

[And downing his hot chocolate in about three gulps]

[selfdeluded]

That's how you end up so rosy... You spend too much time on those things, don't you think? [But his tone is mostly just teasing - Allen would never put down something his brother was fond of doing - and he's more than readily tugged to sit down beside his brother, moving to lean against him almost immediately and with a little laugh.] That's just flattery, isn't it?

[Not much furniture, but they did have a pretty damn cozy rug. And a bed, somewhere around here. Really, the cabin wasn't built for more than two people. But it suited them pretty well.] We'll need more firewood tomorrow... and those were the last marshmallows.

SLEEPING PRINCESS

[mottling]

[About half an hour after Rhode works her magic, Madarao makes his way silently to one of the neutral areas. The entire room has been re-decorated in the style of a medieval castle -- stone walls covered in rich tapestries, the elaborate scenes woven into them made to seem almost alive under the flickering light of several torches. A plush red carpet splits the room in two, long banquet tables loaded with food lining each side. Looks like some kind of feast is meant to be taking place, though the room is mostly empty save for a handful of occupants. Dressed in his Crow robes (they appear to have suffered a patchy dye job performed with an excess of black writing ink, rather hastily going by how he's leaving wet trails of it behind him) and a pointy witch hat he has procured somewhere (let it not be said that Madarao isn't the resourceful type), he employs every last bit of his training to slip inside unnoticed, then eyeballs the... proceedings... from a shadowy corner of the room.]

[regeneratory]

[Kanda doesn't even live in the neautral wing, but it doesn't matter because he doesn't notice anything off here. Instead he's helping himself to soba (because of course there's soba on the table) because eating delicious food is much better than socializing with the other people, right. He's royalty he can do what he wants.]

[mottling]

[To be completely honest? There is some kind of satisfaction in cursing a Kanda, just for all the headache and heartburn his own has caused him. Is causing him. On a regular, daily, minute-by-minute basis.

This particular Kanda isn't his charge, but he serves well enough as a venting outlet. Stalks up to Kanda and taps him on the shoulder.]

[regeneratory]

[Turns around and gives him a look over, frowning. What tacky, poorly dyed robes. Must be a beggar.]

What do you want?

SIRENS (aka bitchy mermaid stealing your man)

[onlypiousfor]

[There is a cove here in the DR. It is brightly lit and overall very pleasant-looking, though the water does seems much too deep for such a place. This cove belongs to Lenalee. Which is to say that she woke to a tail, hair literally to the sea and back, and the overwhelmingly steadfast belief that she owns the sea and any man to come near it. So that's fun.

Lenalee herself can be found lounging on an unbelievably convenient boulder out in the water, a ways from shore and for once headache-free. Modesty also seems to be something she's doing without, because there isn't a stitch of clothing on her- and going by the little smile on her face, she's quite all right with the fact. At length, she rolls over to press her stomach to the rock face, then begin to hum.

Oh, poor, unfortunate souls. ♫ Come out, come out.]

[promisedlotus]

[He was simply on his way through the halls to go and visit Alma, but, well, he heard something as he walked that caught his attention. The humming. Kanda stopped and listened. Curious, he turned and followed the sound to try and find the source.

As he walked and the closer he got, the more set he was on trying to find the source and the more he forgot about his date with his girlfriend.

-wait. He had a girlfriend?

Screw that.]

[onlypiousfor]

[Truth be told, she's merely humming for the fun of it, but be it by residual Apocryphos instinct or something more to do with the Tradition binding them all to these tales, she can feel Kanda's approach and that changes things. Makes them fun. Her humming becomes that much more deliberate and she slips down on the rock to hide herself almost entirely from view. Not for any preservation of decency, of course, but to make him look harder. Peering from around the rock whenever it is that he gets close enough for her to see, still humming, still smiling.]

[He really is handsome. ♥]

[promisedlotus]

[-oh there's no source. Kanda frowns slightly and moves in closer toward the water. As he listens, he notices that the close he gets to the water, the louder it gets still.

It must be coming from around that rock, then.]

...Hello?

Little Red Riding Hood

[clownhate]

[If the Dressing Room didn't have the entrance of a large wood at one side of this courtyard, it does now. The trees are tall, gnarled and foreboding, although light is still filtering through and there are pretty flowers growing in the distance. Wearing a cute little red hooded cloak, Allen stands there and sighs, then begins to walk in, taking a thin, winding dirt path.]

Stupid Grandmother, why's she have to live in a place like this? It's...not like I'm scared of the woods or anything.

[He swings the basket of food a bit as he goes. Only his love for his wonderful granny Road is keeping him from nibbling at the food.]

[chainthorn]

My~ What's such a young boy doing alone in the woods? [Tyki comes out from behind a tree, smiling innocently. Though, he gives the basket a brief glance.]

[clownhate]

[His eyes widen in surprise for a moment, then he shrugs. Oh hey, it's just a Tyki.]

Oi, don't hide behind trees like that! I'm taking some food to my grandmother. She's sick, and she can't get it herself...so it's gotta be me.

[chainthorn]

Food, hm? [Tilts his head.] I can deliver food to her if you want~