The Festival

[worthpraise]

Characters: Amaterasu and THE ENTIRE CARAVAN
Setting/Location: The Main Hall
Date & Time: Day 2, 8 PM - 12 Midnight
Warnings: Anything goes. I'm assuming swearing; I'll add things in as people tell me/as I see them
Summary: After an eventful afternoon, Amaterasu and her volunteers (and not so volunteers) have set up a party. Note: Action and prose

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if you want to talk to ammy, reply here! [action]

[worthpraise]

[ And speaking of a wolf, there's one curled up on a table against the far back of the main hall, right in the center. This table is completely covered in vines, grass and flowers to cushion her, but those who know Amaterasu might notice that she was looking a little worn. Still her eyes are alert and able to see everything from her vantage point. ]

[pennated]

[ Nill had been looking for Amaterasu to give her a pat for the gorgeous party but it had been a bit harder to find her than she thought. After awhile of searching she spotted the white wolf under a vine-covered table, dipping down to say hello but suddenly hesitating. She looked tired, maybe she'd overdone it putting the party together? Noticing her eyes were still open Nill gave Ammy a worried look, tilting her head to ask if she was ok. ]

[worthpraise]

[ Amaterasu lifted her head and wagged her tail when Nill came over to see her. This was draining, but it would be all worth it if people enjoyed themselves and relaxed a little. She moved forward to nudge Nill lightly in reassurance before tilting her head in return. Did Nill like it? ]

Praise for you.

[pennated]

[ Well she looked okay, still tired but it was reassuring seeing her move around. At the nudge Nill smiled and nodded, reaching back to pat Ammy on the head gently. It was a wonderful party, the girl only wondered how she had managed to put it all together. ]

[action]

[pennated]

[ Nill gasps as she enters the Main Hall, the streamers and decorations she'd put up certainly livened the place up but there were no words for all that Ammy had done. She picks a flower, amazed when it grows back almost immediately, that puppy really outdid herself.

Nill can be seen wandering around the Hall picking flowers and watching the sprout again, a bit oblivious to the rest of the party it might take a minute to grab her attention. ]

[thedoegirl]

[ Emma trotted around with her hands clasped tightly in front of her, looking around a little warily, because hey, some people had no idea about personal space. But she was amazed at what she saw, even if she wasn't so keen on nature. Maybe she really did have to be open-minded about magic.

However, her thoughts got derailed as Nill passed her, due to something weird. Because of wings. Emma's mouth opened slightly as she stared at Nill's back. And just kept on staring. ]

We have angels?

[pennated]

[ At 'angels', her wings perked up in response, she heard the word rather often when among strangers. Looking up with a handful of flowers, Nill turned to the red haired woman and shook her head as if she'd silently explained this a hundred times. ]

[thedoegirl]

[ Emma flinched backwards as the wings moved, clutching her chest. That definitely ranked up there as being one of the weirdest and most frightening things she'd seen since arriving in Willaknapp. ]

Umm. Uh. [ She's unsure of what to say, since the not-angel shook her head, and she's somewhat embarrassed at her reaction. ] Wow, so. You have...wings.

[keytoanewworld]

It had been a while since Sumire had baked this many cakes. In fact, she couldn't remember the last time she had done so. She set yet another cake down on a table in the Main Hall. "Okay, I've got chocolate, vanilla, marble, carrot..." she mumbled to herself, counting the cakes. "I hope people like them."

She let out a breath and looked around at all the decorations, and her eyes settled on the sign. "Ah, it's so beautiful! I'd forgotten it was almost Tanabata."

[aveclumiere]

[ Lightning almost forgot about the flower in her leg pack until the sudden abundance of flowers in the hallways of the caravan reminded her about it. All things considered, it should have been at least wilting considering she forgot about it, leaving it in the darkness of her pouch with no sunlight or soil but when she rummaged for it, she picked it out to find it looking just as she had received it. ]

[ she glared at it for a while longer, briefly remembering the confrontation with the strange flower girl before re-pocketing it and walking down towards the main hall. ]

[ there was no helping the loud sneeze that escaped her and she inwardly groaned at the thought of having to be on a caravan filled with flowers like this. There was no way her nose would be kind to her about it, there was just no way in hell. ]

[dissentive]

[ Luckily, Morrigan was not the type to mock for sneezes, but she was the type to mock for erroneous amount of flowers swept out of their environment. Alas, Lightening has pink hair, meaning that she clearly must have something to do with it and is the center of Morrigan's curiosity. It doesn't help that her roommate is Vanille, so she's developed an outright prejudice against unnaturally colored hair. At least your hair isn't white, Lightening. Otherwise Morrigan would just assume you fail at cooking. Morrigan doesn't much move from her position against the wall across from the entrance to the party, eying Lightening as she draws closer. ]

'Tis awful. Why is all of this here?

[aveclumiere]

[ Lightning tries her best to subtly wipe her nose before she turns to face the speaker, recognizing the voice as...Vanille's roommate, was it? ]

Don't look at me, it wasn't my idea.

[ she crosses her arms and looks down the hall, noting with a small twitch of her eyebrows that there are even more flowers awaiting her there. She glances at Morrigan from her periphery, trying to get a decent gauge on what kind of person she is. Their brief conversation wasn't enough, and if this woman is someone that Vanille is going to be spending some...quality time with, she'd better have a clear-cut idea who she was dealing with. ]

You're...Morrigan?

[dissentive]

Indeed - though I am most curious as to how so many others seem to know my name, yet I fail to know yours.

[ She gives Lightening a brief once over, head canting to the side. ]

I also find myself with the query of how a majority of persons on this caravan have so unnatural a colored hair.

[von_habsburg]

It wasn't just the smell of flowers that lured Austria out of his room. Flowers were nice, and certainly ones that sprouted from wooden floors were quite remarkable in and of themselves, but what really spurred the mans curiousity was a very simple one. He smelled cake. Quite good cake, unless his nose had utterly betrayed him. Not quite the same scents as his favorites, but good ones nonetheless

[non_veritas]

Having established that the drinks probably weren't poisoned, L was also drawn by the siren lure of a cake which appeared to be excellent. Looks could be deceiving, though. Icing might be too gritty, the cake itself could be too dense, or in a general sense, the flavors might not have come together. He set the small flower he had plucked in the corridor outside of his room down on the edge of the table.

Another man stood nearby, savoring his own slice of cake. As L retrieved a serving for himself, he looked at the man and murmured, "It's good? It would be a shame for the first cake I have seen here to be substandard."

[von_habsburg]

It took Austria a moment to reply, since his mouth was quite full of cake at the moment and he would never dream of trying to speak with a full mouth. Bite of cake swallowed he looked at the younger man and nodded. "It is not the best cake I have ever had, but it is certainly good." Now all he needed was a cup of tea and he would be quite content for the moment.