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.]

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[snowdriftassassin]

If there was someone who was easily approachable and happy to be in somewhere possitive for once, it was the trolless. She could be found just about anywhere in the party, from eating and enjoying the food and striking up conversations, to bothering those who seemed a bit too shy to join up the group, ecouraging them to enjoy life, it's rare to have a good time like this!

So feel free to approach her, or simply get infected with her good spirits, either way, chances are she'll bump into you or you'll bump into her!

[no_longer_a_king]

It was the voice that drew her to her. The voice with the distinctive accent she recognized from when the Tower's power had gone out the previous month. She never did thank the woman for being so levelheaded and she certainly wished to know what the trolless actually looked like.

So Saber catches up with her at one point and introduces herself.

"I am Saber of White. I believe we spoke last month when it would be much harder to recognize one another."

[snowyvalemaiden]

Xue'Kol turned at the sound of the familiar voice, drink in hand which she took one final sip from before placing it down and turning completely to face the woman.

Placing her hands on her hips after a polite bow, Xue looked at her thoughtfully with a pleasant smile.

"Ah yes, da name always be evadin' me. But I be seein' ya often Sabah of da White, even if ya don't be seein' me. I be glad ta see ya are safe and unharmed. Well, as safe as one can be in dis place a'course.

How fare dee mon?"

[no_longer_a_king]

"I am well for the moment," she said with a polite smile. It was true. For this moment she was well, surrounded by people after being completely alone the last couple weeks. Any conversation or interaction with people was very welcomed after that.

"And you?"

[snowyvalemaiden]

"Can't be complainin'. I be here, I be whole an' fer now, der ain't anythin' tryin' ta be eatin', maimin', or shreddin' me." she replied with a playful laugh.

"Pretty nice an' relaxed outtin' I must be sayin' mon. I be tinkin' it was very needed aftah last month."