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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[proteusmoon]

[ The oddly shaped heart on the cake is a curious thing, indeed. The sight of it only really strikes her as strange because she's more accustomed to seeing such decorations during spring. Lancer said this was a midsummer celebration and while the solstice was probably only a week or so ago around her own birthday, she didn't question it. The heart though... Is this actually a wedding party of some sort? ]

[mostremaining]

[Prussia, being Prussia, was always up for an event where there was lots of food. Naturally, he was lingering around the food table, sampling just about about everything he could get his hands on. While munching, he spots Cecil staring the cake and approaches her, remembering the nice lady from that time with the music players.]

That cake looks delicious, doesn't it?