PARTY PARTY PARTY

[decommission]

CHARACTERS: Everyone!
WHERE: The streets of Concordia
WHEN: Dusk til just before dawn on DAY 040
SUMMARY: IT'S A PARADE
WARNINGS: Add them to your top levels as necessary etc etc


As from the calendar:

Confetti! It's a parade! The annual Arista Parade, to be precise. Nominally a part of Aristana, the celebration of the ribbons of life, it's a holiday who's origins are nearly forgotten. Nowadays it's a big, raucous celebration pretty dedicated much entirely to drinking and partying. Almost all those in attendance will be wearing ribbons tied around their hair, their wrists, off of their belts and the edges of their sleeves. Pull one off, and you will be rewarded with a kiss - on the cheek, usually. The parade itself showcases a number of performers, costumes, and moving art pieces. It's route covers a number of the main streets of town (which will be closed, sorry traffic), and it lasts from dusk till nearly dawn on DAY :040. Have fun, if it's your kind of scene.

From the mods:

No notable NPCs are present at the parade - at least not in any official capacity. However if anyone wants to interact with a Concordian native, feel free to make up/interact with any randos you feel like!

Feel free to use this log for all of your parade day activities!


*moving art piece not included, original characters do not steal

Comments

[circumspector]

[ She gives her a grin, and a shrug. Like, oh - maybe. ]

Promise, really this time.

[ Because she had a goal in mind when she'd run, at least, and where she'd meant to take them is clear.

It's a vendor, and it's selling meat on a stick. Just like the first time they'd tried something together. Angel tugs, to leading her towards the line. ] Told you.

[snippycup]

[In spite of herself, Ahsoka rolls her eyes gently at Angel's initial response. Without resistance, she allows herself to be tugged toward the line in the mean time, eyeballing the crowd with a half-smile.

She's still thinking about what she had just allowed herself (whether or not she should have, as well as how much she had enjoyed it), but she allows herself to be distracted by Angel's triumphant tone.]

Alright, you win this round.

[circumspector]

[ She grins, wide and bright, flash of her own teeth for once as she brushes her thumb across the back of Ahsoka's - and happily she supposes they match in the oddness of the crowd enough that no one pays attention them. Ahsoka's... everything not quite human. A girl foot to chest covered in tattoos that's bare and showing through her thin loose-hanging clothes. It feels right though.

hers, she thinks. this is hers, and Jack can never take this off her and her head's so deliriously happy in the haze of drink and music and the feel of Ahsoka's lips on her cheek. ]

Of course. I'm sneaky.

[snippycup]

You are inebriated, is what you are.

[Of course, so is she, by proxy of her broodmates. With that thought, she rubs the side of her montrals -- she'll have to have a conversation with them about moderation at some point, if only for her own sanity. She can't imagine who in her brood might have gone to excess--

No, it was probably Nate, she realizes quite suddenly. Hux and Lexa were far too stiff spined for such things. And then it is pushed from her mind, in favor of taking two of the favors from the stand as they reach the front of the line, passing one to her companion.]

[circumspector]

[ It hits Angel like a light, her eyes going wide as she takes the food and - ] Oh, is that was this is?

[ Huh, well, she had been throwing them back like no one's business, she supposed, so - it was only natural. ]