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

[puppy_lancer]

I'm sorry.

[He hesitates a second, and then puts his arms around the child in a hug. He doesn't really know how else he can comfort someone going through something like this.]

[pinnaculum]

[Sephiroth doesn't pull away from the hug or return it. He stares straight ahead, as if not seeing Lancer, troubled.]

I don't understand. I know they died, but I don't remember what happened. I don't remember how we met.

[He remembers only in flashes and glimpses that make no sense. He sounds confused, which is more emotion than his voice usually holds.]

[puppy_lancer]

...Maybe you should give those things time.

[There's something strange about the human mind--it tends to retain bad memories easier than good ones.]

You'll probably remember some day. Just...don't worry about it right now.

[pinnaculum]

[Sephiroth frowns and shakes his head.]

No, this is not natural. These memories are inconsistent with my current memories. It is anomalous and should be examined.

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer falls silent, then nods.]

Just be careful examining those memories, alright? If you push too hard, you could hurt yourself.