Blackmoon Celebration

[travelagency]

Who: Misc
What: Blackmoon
When: M6 D14 (July 10th) - M6 D17 (July 13th)
Where: All around the resort and village
Notes & Warnings: Up to players to put in subjects

OOC: This is a log post for the celebration for general mingling during the celebration (log and network posts are also still very welcome). Just tag into a starter and ask questions if anything is unclear.

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[endsorrow]

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Okay but no in all seriousness

Considering that Braska lives in Blackstaff, in order to head towards the heart of the festivities, he needs to do some walking. He hasn't bought his sparkly spider robes yet, so he's just wearing something simple for the occasion and his usual headdress.

When Braska spies Niko, and then recognizes him, he offers a warm smile and a bow of the head in greeting. He notices the speeder second, and that actually makes his curiousity bring him to a stop.]

Do you really get to congratulate people if they bought the sex or is it a first car thing?

[vengeance_driven]

[Something simple, is it? Niko is getting used to alien clothes, but sometimes he still wonders what the point is. Pants seem to treat him quite nice. He watches as bows his head in greeting, offers a lift of his chin in return after that thorough scan of his attire, and then he shifts his weight where he's sitting.]

Hey. So you're the healer? The ones that help out people around here. The ones that don't want to go to the hospital?

Good job, man. Especially good if you don't sell body parts.

that is a very, very good question

[endsorrow]

[Go on, Niko. Introduce Braska to the wonderful world of potato sack fashion.

If Braska cares about Niko looking him over, it doesn't show. He's just laughing at what he said.]

That would be difficult, I would think, since my patients aren't losing any in the first place.

Thank you, though. I appreciate the support. [He really does mean it.]

[vengeance_driven]

[It's the best way to dress.]

Hey, no problem. [Niko nods in the way that he lifts his chin rather than bows his head.] So, you don't look as festive as usual. You feelin' alright? [He teases.]

[endsorrow]

I'm on my way to pick up my new robes now, actually. [Braska grins.] I promise, I'll be properly bedecked in spiderly things soon enough. [♥]

You're welcome to come with me. You look as though you're in need for some glittering spiderwebs yourself~.

[vengeance_driven]

Sorry, friend! Sparkles aren't so much my thing. I appreciate the thought, though.

[He looks up at the black sky, and then back to Braska.] Four days of night usually doesn't happen unless you get close to a pole where I'm from.

[endsorrow]

Ahhhh, a pity. [But Braska doesn't seem to actually think so, based on how warm his tone is.

When Niko looks up, so does Braska, mostly out of curiousity. He looks back down and back to Niko when he speaks again.] I don't think I recall seeing such a thing in Spira, myself. It's quite peculiar, but it doesn't seem to bother the people who are used to living here that much, does it?

[vengeance_driven]

Some people get used to hard times. I remember even during the worst of the war, in the worst of my country's days, I still loved it there. My cousin in America could see past all the flaws, and he accepted it as his home.

This is where they live, their home. This is how they celebrate making it despite the difficulties. I may not understand the eclipse, but I can understand that.

[He's not preaching at Braska. It all sounds very pondering as he regards the sky.] I don't recognize any of the stars.

[endsorrow]

[Braska's expression, his eyes, his voice, his posture -- everything just goes... It can't really be called "soft," though the word fits. It's more sad, than anything else, even though he's still smiling.]

Yes... That's something that I can understand, too. Spira is the same, too. [... he needs to correct himself.] ... was. Even in the face of certain suffering, still, we managed to find something to smile about. For those were the times we needed it most.

[He chuckles.] I've been meaning to make the effort to learn the constellations here, but... well. I'm afraid I've been rather busy.