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]

...Oh.

[Not cheating, huh?]

That sounds pretty nice too.

[immortalia]

Do not tell me that you are a womanizer, Lancer.

[ She has a straight face, but it's also hard to tell if she's joking around here. ]

[puppy_lancer]

...Uh...well...I kind of...maybe?

[immortalia]

[ Judging face.

So much judging. ]

[puppy_lancer]

...The girls had no problem with it.

[immortalia]

Lancer.

[ Sertoria gently bonks him on the head with her book. ]

[puppy_lancer]

[He laughs nervously.]

Look, I'm not married right now, so...

[immortalia]

Think of how the girls feel!

[puppy_lancer]

I'm nice enough to them!

[immortalia]

[...]

Will you make me a promise?

[puppy_lancer]

Huh, what sort of promise?

[immortalia]

If you do find a girl you like, please promise me to not break her heart, all right?

[puppy_lancer]

...I promise. I'm a womanizer, but not a heartbreaker.

[immortalia]

Good. I am happy to hear that.

[puppy_lancer]

...And what if I chose to like you, Sertoria? Would you break my heart then?

[By the smile on his face, it should be obvious that he's kidding.]

[immortalia]

[ Enjoy the slight squeal of surprise coming from her, Lancer. ]

Well, I must say that my--ah "heart"?--is taken by another. I am deeply sorry for this.

[puppy_lancer]

[He gives a barking laugh.]

That's alright. I was just joking.

[immortalia]

H-Hey, no laughing!

[puppy_lancer]

[He stops laughing, but still has the naughty grin on his face.]

And if I asked you on a date? Just as friends?

[immortalia]

[ She stares at him for a moment. ]

What do you do on a date?

[puppy_lancer]

Oh, I take you out for dinner. And then we hang around on one of the prettier floors. Maybe even a kiss or two...

[immortalia]

I cannot properly digest nor break down anything I eat beyond electricity. I would not mind being on one of the prettier floors and I regret to inform you that all you would be kissing is silicone and the metal beneath it.

[puppy_lancer]

...Uh...is that...different from kissing flesh and bone?

[Then again, they were all film and wiring anyways...]

[immortalia]

No, but it would be colder.

[puppy_lancer]

[He scratches his head.]

Can I try it then? See what it feels like?