four: VOICE/ACTION

[medeafalls]

[action: dancing in the square with a few sparklers in each hand. to be more precise, dancing on railings and fencings, before randomly dropping back onto the ground, before jumping back on after more dancing! lots of spinning, of course.]There are lights, everywhere! Sparks like hope and, the lights, it's like Christmas! Mimics gunshots, but

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[sent_back]

MY BIG BROTHER WARNED ME ABOUT GUYS LIKE YOU. ;; [action]

[medeafalls]

[she's still dancing, still twirling. and then, abruptly, stops, and turns to derek.]

It isn't polite to stare.

[NOT GUYS LIKE DEREK D: ;; action]

[sent_back]

You're getting better at that.

[He's watching her, but he's not moving closer]

[you're watching a teenager girl who's alone without making contact, and you're OLD :(! action]

[medeafalls]

You're loud. You think you're quiet, but you're not.

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[treadingdawn]

Fireworks are part of the Christmas celebration as well?

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[medeafalls]

Not in its original form. Brought in near 2100s, to fight rising electricity costs. Christmas lights, you know. Drained the power. I like these better.

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[treadingdawn]

Candlelight does just as well, although I do feel spoiled by electricity.

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[medeafalls]

More of a danger. Pretty, though.

[dirgingcerberus]

I'm glad to see you enjoyed Guy Fawke's Day.

[medeafalls]

The fireworks! Smoke's a hazard, but light leads the way.

[dirgingcerberus]

Both are very true statements.

[group action]

[retargeted]

[And sat on the floor in the middle of the frontroom is one John, busy working with the scattered remains that once equalled a computer]

[group action]

[sent_back]

[He opens the door and lets River in first]

John.

[group action]

[medeafalls]

[She steps in slowly, hugging herself, and clearly Does Not Want to be here. Once she's through the doorway, she immediately scans the room, then looks back at the ground.]

[group action]

[retargeted]

[He glances up briefly at Derek's voice. Though the moment he spots River, he scrambles on to his feet, moving to the far end of the sofa; where one of the many hidden weapons were. He doesn't make a move to take it though.]

Cam- [headshake] ...River?