Tanabata!

[kickthecanplz]

Who: Kasanoda and you!
What: Tanabata! Write your wishes and tie them to the tree. Also watching the beautiful night Sky. And make CR.
When: Tonight.
Where: Alexstrasza's tree.
Rating: PG.

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[save_the_souls]

Allen hadn't been paying close attention at all to the journal. Instead he had come to Alexstrasza's tree for solace and a chance to think of things, since the duck pond attempt had ended rather badly.

He was sitting on the other side of the tree, but he hears someone approach and mess with the branches, so he'll get up to peek around the trunk. "Kasanoda?"

[kickthecanplz]

He is a little surprised to see Allen, but it's a good surprise. He likes Allen... Allen is friendly, and more importantly, sane. There's a nod of greeting. "Hey."

[save_the_souls]

He'll smile at the greeting. He was fond of Kasanoda, he always seemed to be a kind person even if he had a weird side. "Ah- hello."

"What are you doing?"

[kickthecanplz]

He jabs a thumbs up towards the tree. "We're celebrating Tanabata."A pause... does Allen not know about it? "It's a Japanese holiday. Basically you write down a wish and tie it to the tree."

[heart0fsword]

There was a significantly different tone to the voice of the kid calmly discussing tanabata across the journal and the voice of the kid frantically screaming 'stalker' at him... if he had picked up the difference maybe he wouldn't have shown up...

But here he is! He hadn't been in Paradisa all that long, but it would be a lie to say he didn't miss the familiarity of Japan and especially the quaintness of such a celebration. He wandered up, easily wrote his wish on a strip of paper in his rather lazy scrawl and tied it to the tree with the other wishes already hanging.

[kickthecanplz]

It was hard to miss that red hair and those outfits, and Kasanoda nearly jumped a foot as he realized who the latest guest was. "Y-You!" He pointed stupidly, unable to think of anything else.

[heart0fsword]

"Oro?" Kenshin turns toward him innocently. And then smiles just as innocently, apparently unfazed by the pointing (and wondering... why the thought of fish just... randomly crops up in the back of his mind).

"Oh, hello..." he smiles awkwardly. "This one never did catch your name..." You know... amid all the panicked screaming and retreat. "He assumes your loss must be quite over by now..."

[kickthecanplz]

Kasanoda was about to accuse him of stalking once more, when the word 'loss' registered. That... might explain some things. The losses Kasanoda does remember are always quite terrible, and he winds up turning friends into enemies, or looking like a jackass. "...Oh." He slowly lowered his arm in humiliation. "Um... whatever I did, I'm sorry."

[tomatoandbasil]

The elf didn't really have anything to wish for. Outside of asking the castle ghosts to do her laundry or get her a snack when she was in a rush, she mostly did things herself. Alleyne was practical like that. She heard about the holiday though while scanning the journals and decided to at least come observe it; it sounded far more sane than anything else the castle had celebrated so far. That and the fact that there was a huge, gorgeous tree there. Being one with nature was just something elves did.

Alleyne stands against the trunk, looking around quietly and watching everyone tie their wishes, enjoying the atmosphere a bit and trying to relax.

[kickthecanplz]

Where were all of these lovely girls coming from? He hadn't noticed her ears right away, too transfixed on such a pretty face. But good boys shouldn't stare! He quickly averts his eyes and pretends he never saw her.

[tomatoandbasil]

It was always the ears first. You think with all the elves in the castle, everyone would have seen one before her. Maybe the castle was mocking her. They flick reflexively; don't think she didn't notice. It's kind of her job. You don't get to be this old as a soldier without picking up when people are looking.

"Hmm?"

[kickthecanplz]

Oh man, he's been caught. Embarrassed, he rolls his shoulders and tries to act casual. "S-sorry."

[soldarius]

It isn't until the sun has gone for the remainder of the day that Kate heads out of the castle in her cowl and gear. Myths and other stories had always intrigued her and been able to catch her attention, and so overhearing in the journal the residents would be celebrating the Japanese festival Tanabata draws her out into the forest. She's not staying long, she merely wants to observe for a while.

And it's best done without interfering those tying the papers to the tree (that strange tree one of the residents had grown. She wasn't sure if she was fond of it or not). She blends with the shadows the trees offer, sitting on one of the thicker branches. It's almost as if she isn't there.

There's something calming about seeing traditions kept alive, even in a place like Paradisa. It serves as a vague reminder that people were still hopeful and maybe that Kate herself has forgotten what it's like to have that.

[unironically]

Kanaya herself was a great lover of trees, and of xenobiology, not to mention xenoanthropology. Alien festivals certainly qualified as xenoanthropology, and she had missed enough of the castle proceedings to wish to socialize, perhaps to met new people and certainly to take in strange sights.

For some, the young troll would qualify as a strange sight herself, garbed neatly in a blue dress with an empire waste, golden flats fitting her small feet neatly as she inspected the ritual. A tourist in another culture could still be well-dressed.

[soldarius]

She certainly is. Of course, Kate has heard about the grey skinned residents; the trolls. She's never dealt with one before and initially found their existence to be amusing as the only trolls she was familiar with were the ones from fantasy novels. This girl looks quite young, no more than thirteen or fourteen but she doesn't dress it. What an elegant looking child, she thinks.

Noticing the girl hasn't sauntered over closer to the tree, she continues to observe her from above. Perhaps she prefers the distance, like Kate.

[unironically]

That thought proved untrue, at least at initial observation, as Kanaya took a moment to look all the proceedings over from afar before she approached.

The tree was truly magnificent, and she looked up at it with real admiration. The awesome span of the trunk, the rising canopy, and the sensation of peace that radiated from the tree... all the work of a master gardener, one she would hope to emulate in her own plot, eventually.

Looking down again, Kanaya bent to pick up one of the pieces of paper, inspecting the blank surface with level gold eyes. She didn't know much about the tradition, only something of wishes, and trees, the latter of which had proved more tempting. She did not hold very much with wishes.

[yamanaka]

Ino had been going for a walk to think and clear her mind, and thought that the tree might be a nice place to go to relax. She wasn't expecting so many other people, though, and she took a moment to admire the papers already tied up before spotting the table nearby with the materials to do it herself. She had wondered if this holiday would be celebrated again. If not by the castle, someone here had to celebrate it in their world ...

So she moved over to the table, picking up a pencil and staring down at the paper. It was hard to put what she was thinking into words ...

[kickthecanplz]

He spotted her immediately, flustered by how many pretty girls had shown up. He quickly looked away, though, not wanting to embarrass himself, or even worse, initiate a conversation with someone way out of his league.

[yamanaka]

She's not concentrating too hard, so it's not hard for her to notice that someone was close by. She'll give him a friendly wave and a smile, looking up from her paper on the table.

[kickthecanplz]

Oh man, he's been noticed. Blushing a bit, he awkwardly waves back, not sure what to do if, heaven forbid, she said anything to him.