Midsummer Bash

[puppy_lancer]

Characters: Lancer, the people he invited to the party, and everyone else who wants to stumble in
Setting: Floor 25, July 5, afternoon
Format: Open
Summary: Lancer throws a party for midsummer, since the Tower obviously needs a breather.
Warnings: None so far.

[To be honest, Lancer wanted to have the party in the evening, sometime around twilight. That would have been the most romantic time for it. Unfortunately, when in the Tower, one had to account for things like monsters. As a result, he had to hold it during the afternoon. But it wasn't too bad of a compromise.]

[This was, of course, a more simple affair than Diarmuid's birthday. For food, he had hauled a couple of tables up here and lined the table with dinner food. The centerpiece was a cake which had a heart drawn on it in red frosting. In one corner of the meadow, he had used some boxes and tarp to make some sort of booth where people could hide from the sun (and steal kisses off of each other). In the center of the meadow, he had piled a large stack of wood, perfect for lighting a bonfire by the party's end. The structures had all been surrounded with wreaths made from the meadow's flowers.]

[As soon as he's done with the setup, Lancer will sit down next to the firewood pile, waiting for people to come.]

Comments

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Oh, so that's the way he wants to play. Richtofen's smile is tense, but he doesn't relent.]

Right. Of course.

[He opens his mouth to say something else, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't even fake a "thank you" to Lancer. Awkwardly, he presses his lips shut.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He reaches out to clap Richtofen on the shoulder.]

Go ahead and grab a drink then. I gotta go check on something over there, so I'll be seeing you later.

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen tenses noticeably as soon as Lancer touches him, but he covers it up by widening his smile and belting out a high-pitched laugh.]

Right, yes, I will go do that, that drinking thing! Ahaha! [He lifts a hand and wiggles his fingers in a tiny wave.] Toodles.

[puppy_lancer]

...

[Lancer gives him a blank look at then walks off. He has a feeling he might be scarred for life...]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[As soon as Lancer's back is turned, Richtofen's smile fades. He shudders and brushes off the spot where he was touched.

Aaand he's back to creeping around by his lonesome.]