http://paixaomayor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] paixaomayor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-08-11 09:25 pm

Foundation Day Festival: At the Entrance

Character(s): everyone entering the festival by the gate
Content: weapons confiscation, greetings, etc.
Setting: Joco da Crianca Fairgrounds, entrance
Time: all day~
Warnings: Multithreaded posting format (please include time of day and sub-location in your comment's subject line)

For the festival, the Jogo da Crianca fairgrounds have been ringed by a modular eight-foot-tall iron-bar fence. Signs all around the vicinity point to the entrance, which is the only large gap in the fence. Because this is Paixao, there is a line to get in, but it moves quickly.

At the front of the line is a small security team; as people enter, they are asked to check their weapons or dangerous items with festival staff. Once unarmed, they are given a receipt to pick up their items on the way out, as well as one complimentary raffle ticket, and are allowed to proceed into the fairgrounds.

Just inside the entrance are two tents, one labeled "SECURITY / LOST AND FOUND," and the other labeled with "FIRST AID" and a large red cross.

Re: Watching the Line - 1:30pm

[identity profile] just-a-rurouni.livejournal.com 2007-10-01 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Kenshin watched the line with interest still trying to decide if he should enter or not. While he couldn't see anything that looked particularly wrong, however if something was going to happen they'd all be trapped in the festival with only one exit and no way to defend oneself. Yet, Kenshin was curious of what was going on inside. Perhaps he could just walk the fence and look through to get an idea, or... perhaps, just maybe, he could consider hopping the fence. He was certain he could easily jump over it, but he did not know what security was like inside. He was used to running from law concerning him carrying his sword, he just wasn't sure what he'd possibly deal with here.

As he thought, he spotted a man in line with a sword who also stepped away from it and appeared in thought. It seemed the rurouni wasn't the only one reluctant to hand over his weapon.

He watched things for a moment, then slowly approached the other feeling curious of perhaps what someone else though. He gave Auron a nod of greeting as he then spoke up, "Sessha is rather glad to see he is not the only one feeling wary of this festival, de gozaru."

Re: Watching the Line - 1:30pm

[identity profile] kotetsu-blade.livejournal.com 2007-10-01 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Auron was having thoughts similar to those of the man nearby, contemplating as to whether or not there was some way to sneak in. Such thoughts only lasted for a few seconds, however. He was too large of a man with two large of a sword; he'd be spotted easily.

He looked over when he was addressed. The man had an odd way of speaking, but it was a fact that was ignored as soon as it was noticed. Auron was never one to dwell on such small details. "It isn't so much the festival as this place," he admitted, immediately regretting it and hoping that either the man would understand what he meant or just not read too far into it. Auron would have to remember to watch his tongue a bit more closely.

Re: Watching the Line - 1:30pm

[identity profile] just-a-rurouni.livejournal.com 2007-10-20 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Aa," Kenshin agreed softly, understanding what Auron meant well enough. Inside or outside the festival it made little difference. The rurouni had been wary ever since he found himself in this strange place.

If this had been home, he would be possibly more willing to part with his sakabatou, but here he didn't trust anything. How could you when someone had vanished in your very midst? The idea of parting with his best means of defense was not something he liked to consider and he'd rather avoid if given the choice.

"Sessha understands what you mean all too well," he added, quietly.