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

[sicharia]

[Claudia takes note of Edgeworth, and after a certain amount of time has elapsed, she also takes note of the fact that he is resolutely sticking to one spot. Naively, she assumes that his presence here indicates a desire to socialize in some fashion, and therefore concludes that he must just be shy.]

[Naturally, she approaches, not wanting to leave him lingering on the sidelines ignored.]

Hello. [She smiles at him, her expression friendly enough.] It's lovely here today, isn't it?

[frilliance]

[While Edgeworth knows that he needs to participate more in casual conversation, he still finds it really hard work. Having to practice at loud parties is even less desirable. However, even he would think that it was rude to turn away a young girl who was just trying to be friendly.] Erm.....yes, I suppose it is. [He doesn't sound very enthusiastic.]

[sicharia]

[Hm... She notes his tone, and her lips purse together slightly. It's not a displeased expression so much as a thoughtful one.]

I'm sorry. I just couldn't help but notice you weren't getting very involved in things. It seemed a little impolite to just leave you by yourself, so...