Watanagashi Festival-Day [Open RP]

[fatedjune]

The day of the Cotton Drifting Festival has arrived. Early in the morning house elves were outside helping Rika set up. Around noon the construction comes to an end and the house elves left so that the festival may start. When participants to the festival arrive they will see a boundary line of flags posted around within sight of each other, this

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[gourmetchairman]

Predictably enough, Chairman Kaga's made an appearance, drawn by Yuuri's curry setting off his fooddar.

Off to one side so that he didn't get caught up in the water war (cause that would NOT be good on his clothes), he enjoyed Yuuri's curry.

[gourmetchairman]

Kaga nodded his agreement, but didn't say anything else until they got to the Great Hall and asked for some water.

"And Rika would probably understand, if she met Beowulf."

[righteous_pen]

"I expect so." He let Masuyo down to the floor again. "He makes himself obvious."

[gourmetchairman]

"That he does," Kaga said, making a note never to invite him to Kitchen Stadium. He flicked his eyes over the Great Hall, making sure no one dangerous (read: Karasu) was nearby.

[righteous_pen]

Mikami had performed a similar scan of the room. "But at least he was occupied with the water balloons, I don't think he noticed me. I'm not sure I have the strength to deal with his - attentions right now."

[gourmetchairman]

"That's understandable, I'm sure there are certain people everyone would like to avoid."

[righteous_pen]

"...yes." He sat down, finally, as a house elf arrived with their water. "This place is - indiscriminate about its choice of students."

[gourmetchairman]

"If only they did background checks." Kaga certainly didn't let anyone potentially dangerous in his stadium. Why did Hogwarts?

[righteous_pen]

"That, or squib votes actually counted for something. Have you ever known the Hat not to let someone in?" He paused for a moment. "Actually, no, there was that drug dealer. I think he was thrown out." Which as far as the mun remembers is the only squibbait app Mikami's been in.

[gourmetchairman]

"A talking potato chip." That had been Kaga's only squibbait app. "Though given some people, I think I would have taken him in. He may have been mad, but what's the worst that could have happened? Salt in a sore?"

[righteous_pen]

"...a potato chip?" Mikami looked at him, incredulous, before sighing. "It's no stranger than a talking hat, is it."

[gourmetchairman]

"No, it was quite worse. It was obsessed with being eaten. And it insulted my dress sense." The bigger crime, for this clotheshorse.

[righteous_pen]

"...obsessed with being eaten in the sense that it didn't want to be, or...?"

Either way, the implications are distressing.

[gourmetchairman]

"It was begging to be eaten," Kaga said in an even but incredulous voice, before going back to his curry, while Masuyo decided his shoes were playthings.

[righteous_pen]

Mikami looked down at his own plate, suddenly not hungry any more. "That is - among the most horrifying things I've ever heard."

[gourmetchairman]

"A suicidal potato chip is more tolerable than some of the people here, though." Kaga kept eating, it's not like Yuuri's curry had potato chips in it.