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.

Comments

[folkscallmewander]

I love your robes!

[An accented voice comes from below. Wander could not notice the dancing man playing with small children. Especially with the sparkling clothes.

Wander's pulls back his spider mask as he looks up at Braska, wiping off his face the crumbs of a snack hastily eaten before running over here.]

Didja make 'em yourself?

[He then starts moving from side to side, getting into the rhythm of the music and starts dancing with the energy of a 5-year-old.]

[endsorrow]

[oh, no, it's time for Wander to discover the truth about Braska's wardrobe]

Thank you very much, my friend, [Braska answers warmly.] I'm afraid not! I've hardly got enough talent to make something so wonderful. I had them tailored specifically for me today.

[Braska is going to join you in the dancing, Wander. He certainly doesn't seem to care at all how silly he might appear.]

[folkscallmewander]

[Silly dancing just means you're having fun!]

Really? Then they are so good at makin' beautiful clothes! [A bit disappointing, as now a professional work doesn't have the time to teach him advanced sewing techniques, but Wander reminds himself that at least he learned of a tailor in town.]

You really got into the spirit of Blackmoon!

[endsorrow]

Aren't they just? [♥] If you'd like, I could take you to the tailor once they're open again.

[Braska laughs.] I'm afraid can't help myself when it comes to celebrations like this.

[folkscallmewander]

Oh, thank you, sir! I do a bit of sewin' myself, but nothin' this fancy!

Aren't parties the best? There's so many people, and music, and food, and everyone's havin' a good time!

[endsorrow]

Maybe they'll be willing to help you become even better. [C:

Braska's smile softens at the edges, here.] They are, I think, one of my most favorite things to watch, exactly for those reasons.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander smiles at the thought of learning under such a skilled tailor.]

Sometimes it's nice to watch other people have fun, but you gotta sometimes relax and enjoy what's aroun' you.

[endsorrow]

[Braska could explain, could tell Wander that Spira had precious little to celebrate when he was alive, but that means bringing that up in the first place, and that'd only bring the mood down.

His smile becomes a little rueful, a little sheepish.] Of course. You're right.

Tell me -- What has been your favorite thing to do so far?

[folkscallmewander]

Oh, there are so many things I love 'bout this place! [Wander stops dancing to think about the various people and places he's seen during the celebration.]

Well, there's all these games you can play here and so many adorable toys you can win, an' I also met up with Charon and Mister Narvin; he doesn't seem to like havin' fun, but he's a pretty swell guy!

Didja get anythin' for yourself?

[endsorrow]

[Braska stops dancing, too, to watch him.]

Aside from this lovely outfit, you mean? [Braska spreads an arm to emphasize his robes and grins. He reaches into a pocket (where is it?? who knows. somewhere in the folds of his robes) and withdraws a stuffed animal spider.] Yes, actually -- [Several little rubber squeaky spiders fall out of the pocket as he does.] Oh, dear.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander giggles at the flow of squeaking spiders falling onto the floor.] Looks like your pet had babies while you weren't lookin'.

Here, lemme pick 'em up for ya. [He bends down to pick up each tiny spider he can find, giving each a small squeeze to hear that adorable noise again.]

[endsorrow]

[Braska laughs.] So it does! [Even though he bought them, too.]

Oh, thank you very much. [........... Wander, you're too much like him sometimes. He'd squeak every single one he picked up, too. In fact, he may or may not have done that when he was buying them.]

[folkscallmewander]

Doesn't hurt to help!

[He finishes picking up each spider and cradles them in his arms.]

Where'dja get that doll? I found a stall that sold 'em a while ago, but they ran out of them when I got back with enough money. [It's just about the same size and shape as Captain Tim, only all black, he reminisces. And probably much more accepting of hugs than he was during the brief time Wander took care of him.]