Feast of the Lapis Court [Yep, Another Open Log]

[wyld_caravan]

By evening, as the rest of the city suffers a sharp chill and plummeting temperatures almost to freezing, the perfumed circle of the Raksha wagons and their tents in the center square is warm, lively and inviting as a midsummer's eve.

Tonight is their showpiece, the goods and treasures stuffed away, a wide array of fine exotic finger foods, drink

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[broken_laws]

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Ed yelled as he stomped towards the circle of wagons and tents, banging the heel of his hand into his forehead in his annoyance. He wasn't sure who he was yelling about, him or Al, but he didn't know for a fact that the entire situation was stupid. It was him overreacting, and as much as eh told himself that... whenever he saw Al doing that new alchemy thing, he couldn't help but worry and get mad

[wyld_caravan]

"For anyone,
For everyone,
Come one and all!
Feast your mouths and eyes and ears!"

Well that's the call of the Raksha all but prancing 'round the fountain's dream-tree, anyway. The tree which is currently lit up like a bright blue-flame torch, although the branches don't appear to be actually burning.

[broken_laws]

Ed couldn't help it. He clapped his hands, placed them on the ground, and came away with a good-sized dinner plate, piling food onto it before he wandered over to the tree, frowning at the strange not-fire. It must have been some sort of chemical reaction, some sort of accelerant that burned instead of the tree.

After all, magic wasn't real, right?

Still, Ed stood there, leaning closer to the tree, munching on the food and letting the cheer of the celebration sink into him, banishing the bitter aftertaste of his fight with Al.

It was a nice feeling, one he hadn't really felt in days, and he allowed himself to relax and just enjoy the scene.

[wyld_caravan]

They circle like bacchanal revelers, singing bright and delirious songs of the Balorian Crusades and Thousand-Strong Lovers. The tree continues to bloom new bursts of color, part of the grand spectacle, and each bite of food tastes richer and sweeter and more of a novelty than the first.

[broken_laws]

[ooc| I'm horrible at timely event things, I've noticed]

Ed was a sucker for food of any kind, and this was good food, so as time passed he just piled more and more on his plate, listening to the music, watching the tree in curiosity, and not even noticing that the more he ate, the more time went on, the more clouded his mind got, the more the bursts of color made his eyes want to droop.

He was probably full by now, any sane person would have been, but Ed was always hungry, never looked a gift horse in the mouth, and he kept eating. Just shoveling it in, no longer looking at those around him with distrust.