towerofanimus | Midsummer Bash

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.]

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Good afternoon, Claudia. I hope my brother invited you to this much more honestly than he invited you to the last event we both were at.

[Diarmuid is, of course, referring to the 'blind date' his brother had set them both up on about a month ago. He hasn't had the chance to talk to Claudia since then with everything that has been going on, but he has gotten to talk to his brother about the blind date business and gotten him to promise to lay off on it.

Hopefully, it's a promise the other servant will remember to keep.]

Oh! Hello, Diarmuid. It's nice to see you again. [This time, she's able to smile at him easily, and she really means what she says.] Yes, he was very honest.

[More than he had intended to be.]

I hope you've been well since the last time we talked.

Good!

[He seems visibly relieved to hear her say this. It's not that he doesn't trust his brother, but Cu Chulainn...is Cu Chulainn.]

I am doing as well as can be expected. Last month...was not a good one for anyone. It is good to see you smiling so. It might seem silly to ask, but should I take that to mean you are doing well?

No, it wasn't. [Her smile dims into something rueful—or maybe a little guilty?] Mm, like you said, as well as can be expected. I'm just— It's nice to be able to relax and be with the people I care for now.

[Besides... Maybe she shouldn't have been now, after everything, but she was happy to be out somewhere with Kariya as her date.]

Ah...please don't let me mentioning sad things dampen your smile! Parties are times to think of the good things, not the bad after all.

[Now he is the one who looks a little guilty. The last thing Diarmuid had wanted to do was ruin her good mood.]

But it sounds like you have made more friends now? That is wonderful to hear!

Ah, no, please don't look like that! [She waves a hand, as if to brush his guilt away.] It's just— Well, you know how things are. That's all.

Ah, well, I... At least a few, I think. [For some reason, she blushes as she says this.]

[He can't help but smile again at her blush.]

Why do you seem so embarrassed at the idea of having made friends? Everyone is allowed them, you know.

Oh, it's not that, it's just, um... [She touches a hand to her own cheek, still smiling in spite of her embarrassment.] Some things are just a little...different.

Different?

[Now he is really confused, Claudia.]

I don't understand. It almost sounds like you have found someone...

Have you found someone you love here?

[Way to be noisy there, Diarmuid...]

Oh! [She all but squeaks.] Oh, no, it's too early to call it that, it's just— There's someone I've come to care for very much, so...

Good enough.

[He smiles widely at her and then bows.]

Congratulations, Claudia. I wish you all of the luck in the world in this. You deserve happiness and I am sure this will bring you much happiness.

Would it be prying too much to ask if I know who it is?

O-oh, um, thank you. I'm—honored that you think that. [That she deserves happiness, she means. She's still blushing deeply.] It's— It's Kariya.

Karyia? I...didn't even know you two knew each other.

[Diarmuid smiles, though his eyes are slightly conflicted. He is happy to hear that Kariya has finally moved forward--if not completely on--from the feelings he held for Diarmuid that Diarmuid could not return, but at the same time he is very worried. He knows what the Tower does to people who are close to each other and fears what that means for them both.]

Kariya deserves the greatest happiness of anyone I have ever met. If you can give that to him, then it will bring me great joy.

Ah, well, it's... Mm! It's a little complicated. I knew him before coming here, but he didn't know me. But, I... Really, I'm far closer to him here than I was before, so it's not like...

[When she realizes she has started to ramble, she promptly blushes and forces herself back on task.]

...A-anyway, I hope I'll be able to make him happy. That...what I want to do.

[The conflicting emotions seem to leave Diarmuid's eyes and his smile becomes wider as he listens to her speak.]

I am sure you will succeed. You are a very determined woman when it comes to the things you want. I am very happy for both of you.

[And he is. Just listening to how happy she sounds eases his worries. It is so rare to find such happiness in this place after all. Especially such strong happiness. If she can keep a hold of that then no trial will pull them apart.]

[The vote of confidence leaves her feeling flustered all over again, and she finds herself stammering against when she opens her mouth to reply.]

Oh, um, I, I don't know if I would say that, but... Th-thank you very much.

[She sets her fingers against her own cheek. She can feel that she's blushing, and she laughs abruptly, the sound embarrassed.]

Ah, I'm sorry. I'm being ridiculous. Here I am, almost 30 and with one child already, and I'm...

[Well, he can see how she's acting, she's sure.]

There is nothing wrong with how you are acting, Claudia. You're happy. Enjoy being happy. Anyone who holds your joy against you is not someone who should matter to you.

[Diarmuid picks up on her mention of her being a mother and while he would like to ask her about her child since he too is a parent, he decides not too just in case it might make her sad since she is currently parted from her child.]

Besides, you are among friends here. And we like seeing you this happy.

Midsummer Bash

Lets try getting this right this time... X.x

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