[Lantern Festival]

[soul_mods]

Characters: Open to all
Location: Death City
Rating: Gen?
Time: November 2, 8pm
Description: Unless the city goes up in a blaze, nothing will stop the world from participating in the Lantern ritual they have every year. This year is more solemn than usual, though.

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[One of Shibusen's Balconies][Open]

[thethirdhare]

[It felt like it had been so long since he had died.

In truth, it had only been about three months at best. Three months in which time had raced by her, and so much had happened. Mulan looked up at the sky as it filled with the brightly colored lanterns. They were so beautiful to look at, but when she was reminded what they represented, it filled her with a great sadness.

She looked down at the one she held in one hand, not having go of it as of yet. In her other, she carried his sword.

Shang.

It had been a while since she had visited the grave she had dug him, out in the desert. She would have to visit him soon.]

[thethirdhare]

[Mulan watches her for a moment, before slowly moving to her side. She gives her a small smile of understanding, and then lets her go as well]

[Outside the Clinic][Open]

[forthecamera]

[Rise was still feeling to worn out to really travel far. She watched everything that transpired from the porch of the clinic. With each new lantern that went up she was filled with more dread. She tried her best not to let her sense of guilt play into this holiday, meant to think of others. Still, it was hard for her to find anything to admire about the lanterns when she thought that with each one that went up, it meant that another person had died in this awful war.

It was made worse when she considered, that much like the one she was sending up now, some of them could represent much more than one person.]

[fatechange]

[ The clinic reminds Allen of home. The thick, fragile stillness. Impatient patients that would rather be training or working than being strapped to a bed. It makes him smile fondly as he gazes up at the lights floating through the sky from the porch. He offered a small smile to the girl nearby. ]

Good evening. [ He doesn't say more, turning his attention back to the lanterns. He makes the sign of the cross, honestly Allen's not sure how much faith he has in God anymore, but it feels appropriate. ]

[forthecamera]

Evening. [Rise smiles at him, noting the gesture he made. The face was a familiar one to her--Allen, while she had never really gotten to know the previous one here, she had been a friend of Miranda's]

Allen, yea?

[fatechange]

Ah, yes. [ He's fairly sure he hasn't met this girl before but then apparently he's been in this city twice already...he's kind of gotten used to strangers recognising him. ]

I'm sorry, I don't recall your name Miss...?

[One of Shibusen's balconies, Open]

[islovedbydeath]

[Misa was still shaken from the Witch attack and Madness Wavelength, but she had told Spirit she would be there for the Lantern Festival. Which she was. Maybe it was a little ironic, that she, the Second Kira, was participating in such an event, but Misa couldn't help thinking back on happier times. Her family. Alive and together. She had just been an average student back then, until the burglar broke in and changed everything, setting into motion everything she was today and all her actions since. They had not died here, in Death City, but surely she could still send one up forthem, for all the others she had killed since obtaining Jealous' Death Note back home in Japan. She watched the lanterns in silence before throwing her own up to join them after a moment, the light playing on her features as her gaze followed it through the sky.]

[Outside the Watch Office][Open]

[deadshallspeak]

[Honoring the dead lost here...this is a more intimate way of it than Naomi's used to, but if this is Death City's way of offering their souls closure then she can hardly complain.

And given how long it's been here, Naomi could have been one of that number in different circumstances--not because of the war, but because of her own mistakes. It's a sobering thought.

There are many lanterns, and many souls. She's willing to do what she can for them.]

[Outside the Watch Office][Open]

[pkmn_hero]

[Ash had three lanterns in his hands. He was looking for Brock but so far he hadn't been very lucky. So now he was looking for Naomi.

His demeanor was pretty somber compared to how the boy usually was. Shaking his head to clear it he plasters a grin on his face when he spots the familiar light hair.]

Naomi!

[Outside the Watch Office][Open]

[deadshallspeak]

Ash.

[And she although she doesn't smile when she sees him, she does atop and give Ash an approving nod.]

Re: [Outside the Watch Office][Open]

[pkmn_hero]

[He didn't expect a grin, but he appreciates the nod.]

Are you gonna be part of the festival?

[Alcove in the City][Open]

[bestmoirail]

[The sky was full of fire. It was a silly idea Nepeta entertained, knowing that was not the truth. She was, however, legitimately at a loss as to what was happening. She had missed the network posts that had mentioned the Lantern Festival, and since she had more or less been avoiding everyone all day no one had been able to inform her. She had gone to visit her friends who were hospitalized, and checked up on Equius, but after that she really just needed time alone.

She had returned to the alcove where she had confessed to Karkat to finish cleaning up. The table was still there--she hadn't wanted to lug it back up to her room in daylight and get questions--and the benches were still decorated with vines. Most of the surrounding walls had been washed away, but there was still a small part of a detailed chalk drawing of a particular troll's hive. She had stopped her cleaning once the lanterns started to appear, and just sat down to watch them in awe.]