[OPEN LOG] Ren Fair Event

[thepull_npc]

Who: OPEN to all
When: 9am - 7:30pm Friday, Saturday & Sunday May 13-16th.
Where: Sector 5 Fairgrounds (Point 13). A few acres of stepping back in time!
Summary: Siren's Port hosts a Renaissance Fair, a spring festival filled with historical reinactments, fun and fantasy elements.
Warnings: Pending...but for now things are family friendly, folks

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SUNDAY

[thepull_npc]

[soul_scatter]

[Byakuya's expression doesn't change, but there's an air of uncomfortableness at the word 'god'.]

We are shinigami. We obey the Spirit King and keep the balance between souls in the Human World and Soul Society. We purify the corrupt souls that did not pass on and attempt to feast on human souls.

It is our duty.

[gavesugar]

[Sheila was weened on a Judeo-Christian God, so this form of theology is entirely new to her.]

Then ye assist thy world's God.

...I see thy past has been bedeviled as mine.

[soul_scatter]

[The last line gets her ticked eyebrow.]

Bedeviled?

[There might be the tiiiiiiiiiiniest bit of amusement, there. MAYBE.]

[gavesugar]

[Hey, you mentioned soul cleansing, not devils! Sheila continues blithely on.]

Aye, bedeviled. I am an attractant for the wicked things within my world. Tis the price I paid for behaving with rashness.

[Her eyebrow ratchets up as they reach the refreshment table, where they're greeted by a woman in a bright green dress and stomacher. She happily points toward the specials, and sheila's intermediary reading skills allow her to pick up two turkey legs and two plastic goblets of wine without much hassle. She hands one to him.]

Shall we sit beneath the shade trees?

[soul_scatter]

[Now he's getting amused. He takes his things and inclines his head, following her toward the shade trees. He settles on the ground under one, and then extends an arm to help her down.]

I have never thought of my past as bedeviled. It is not so unusual from many of those in my world.

[gavesugar]

[The tiniest bit of a smirk shows up on his face, and she raises an eyebrow. He is very kind to help her down, and the impeccability of those manners draws her attention.]

Then they hath peace? I have rather lived a life without it.

[soul_scatter]

[He takes a moment to think.]

There is peace in duty. We have our duty and though it is not a quiet one, there is peace to be found in it. Peace is personal. Everyone must find it in their own way.

[gavesugar]

[She gives him a small, wan smile.]

Arthur hath spake of that before. The joy of serving the people. I alternated most shamefully betwixt willfulness and dutiful behavior. My parents made oft comment 'pon it, and I tried them sorely.

But ye speak as if ye do not know it. Peace doth not rain upon my head. I do believe I am not in this world to feel it.

[soul_scatter]

[He takes a moment to figure out how to eat the stupid food. Byakuya gives up after a moment, but it lets him gather his thoughts.]

I have my duty. It is my honor to be the head of the Kuchiki clan and taichou of the Sixth Division. I find my peace in other areas. Calligraphy, meditations, politics. Even the simple act of sitting in the garden amongst the sakura blossoms.

[gavesugar]

[Sheila has learned by the examples of others, and takes a huge bite out of the turkey leg, then sips the wine.]

I would love to see thy garden.

[She's seen a glimpse of it upon the NV, but never in person.]

And I didst not know what Calligraphy was 'til Ella showed me an example. Tis a lovely art. I see that it might bring thee tranquility.

[Yes, it's noteworthy that she doesn't use the word 'peace' here.]

[soul_scatter]

[A vaguely wistful look before it's gone again.]

The gardens here are unlike those at home. My gardens at the estate are quite extensive. Those here, merely adequate.

[He's being a snob, but, honestly, his estate is known for their sakura trees.

English calligraphy is not as intricate as the kind I practice.

[gavesugar]

[She saw that look, too. Kindly, she puts a hand on his sleeve.]

Ye shall see them again.

[She knows that, somehow.]

Ye practice...kanji then, is it called? Ye must forgive me, if I hath pronounced it ill.

[She has learned a couple of things from the NV, and from Lee.]

[soul_scatter]

[A small incline of the head. He knows that. Somehow.]

Yes. It is a soothing art, one I learned as a child.

[To settle someone's temper down.]

[gavesugar]

[She smiles. well, she has a temper, too, too.]

Wert thou of a foul one?

[soul_scatter]

[A small tick of that eyebrow.]

More of an explosive one. It taught me to settle my mind and even steadied my hands in battle.