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

[fionnuisce]

I can't say I'm entirely behind the idea of revenge, but I'm glad you can be a little selfish now and then.

[oathshackledbird]

But I shouldn't be! I shouldn't.

[Diarmuid's said it before, but unlike before he doesn't sound as convinced of it as he used to be.]

I...

[He sighs and lets his sentence trail off.]

No, I can't finish saying that. I would be lying if I did...since I don't believe it anymore.

[fionnuisce]

What were you going to say?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid looks toward Waver for a moment before looking away again, ashamed.]

Honestly? I was going to say that I don't have the right to be selfish or want things for myself, but I don't believe that anymore. It might be wrong, but I...do think I have the right to them now.

[fionnuisce]

... [Waver immediately broke out into an unusually bright smile,putting his arms around Diarmuid's shoulders and hugging him tightly.]

It's about damn time you got that through your head.

[oathshackledbird]

[For a moment, Diarmuid is too shocked to really reply, then he relaxes and a small smile crosses his face.]

Sorry... You realize, though, that just because I admit it doesn't mean I feel okay about it. That...is going to take me a while yet.

[fionnuisce]

All the same, it's a good start. I'll accept that over nothing at all.

[oathshackledbird]

A small step forward...

[He laughs lightly.]

I tell people all the time those steps are often the most important. I suppose I really should listen to my own advice sometimes. Some people say I occasionally say good things.

[fionnuisce]

You do have a talent for eloquence, my friend. Taking your own advice would be a good idea more often than not.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid laughs, embarrassed.]

Thank my father and Oisin for that, not me. I would not speak so well were it not for them, but your point is taken. I will strive to do better when it comes to taking my own advice.

[fionnuisce]

All I'll ask is that you give it your best effort.

[oathshackledbird]

I will try.

[Diarmuid gives him a wide smile.]

I will try.