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

[snaphiss]

[Alright, enough smalltalk. Mara leans forward, still smiling amicably.]

I was particularly curious about how you tried to have him killed.

[The smile has frozen into a sharp thing, not quite a grin. She's deadly serious.]

[deployed]

[ It was inevitable that this come up, one way or another. With all their minds linked, his sins would slip out. He's not practiced enough to hold them back, and so Bellamy immediately considers the fault his own rather than Murphy's. A stray thought would be all it took, and maybe in the shock of Murphy's arrival his mind had strayed back to the dropship and the screaming frenzy of the crowd and the sick fear their strength had provoked. ]

It wasn't like that.

[ Not that the details absolved him. He'd allowed it to happen. He'd kicked the stool out from beneath Murphy's feet. If he'd been braver (if he'd been like Clarke, really) he'd have at least tried to stop it. ]

[snaphiss]

[Mara barely moves, just slowly leans forward. She keeps her mental walls up as best she can, trying to give away nothing but steely superiority.]

I don't care what it was like. Ever try anything like that again, and you won't wake up the next day. Are we clear?

[deployed]

[ Anger flares in response to her words. The connection with Murphy snaps abruptly as Bellamy recoils into himself. While it's a comfort to know that she's so committed to protecting Murphy, it rankles to hear her leveling a threat at him without any grasp of how complicated the situation is. His face is flushed, but when he speaks his voice is steady. ]

You don't have any idea what you're talking about.

[ That being said, Bellamy's not prepared to enlighten her. ]

But it if makes you feel strong, then by all means, keep making unnecessary threats.

[ She's part of the Hive. There's no point in flying off the handle, even if anger is simmering beneath the surface. It's inescapable, but he has to find a better outlet for it than lashing out at Mara. ]

[snaphiss]

It doesn't make me feel anything.

[It's only half a lie. It makes her feel assured. Mara doesn't like unknown variables.]

I want your word that you won't try anything like that again, and you're very lucky your word is all I want.

[People lie. People break their oaths, scatter into the wind, fumble for opportunity and advantage without a second's thought for promises and alliances. Once, she would have eliminated the potential threat without a second's thought. But that isn't an option, now. She can't control the situation as completely as she'd like, so what?]

[So she'll take what she can get. Threats are meaningless. Potential is everything.]

[deployed]

If Murphy wants my word, he can have it.

[ But Murphy would never ask. The chances of either of them broaching this topic is extremely slim. Bellamy isn't certain what he'd say if Murphy ever tried to talk about what had happened when they'd fallen to the ground. There had never been time, and now it felt like a waste when they'd both proven their allegiances. They'd saved each others lives. Bellamy had killed a man to keep Murphy alive. It felt like a clearer demonstration than any kind of promise could hope to be. ]

I'm leaving.

[ His face is hot. He's very angry, but he knows from sparring with Kylo Ren and Bruce both that a fight between Nestmates comes to nothing. It's like striking at himself. There's no clean way to inflict damage and Bellamy doesn't want this conversation to come to that. There's enough strife between members of the Nest without Bellamy adding to it because Mara threw his past sins in his face. ]