Foundation Day Festival: Food Tent

[paixaomayor.livejournal.com]

Character(s): everyone in the food tent
Content: food, and lots of it.
Setting: Joco da Crianca Fairgrounds, food tent
Time: all day~
Warnings: Multithreaded posting format (please include time of day and sub-location in your comment's subject line)

The food tent is the second biggest structure at the fair, next to the Ferris wheel. It's a large white tent set up near the far end of the grounds. Inside, the majority of the tent is filled with long tables (with white plastic tablecloths) and benches for seating.

The food, along one side of the tent, is set up buffet-style. They have a wide variety of hot and cold dishes, and it's all good stuff, having been catered by Café Ersesat. It's always well-stocked, too, somehow; if they run out of anything, it's replenished within a few minutes. There is also a small bar, where alcoholic drinks and cocktails are available upon request to anyone who looks old enough.

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Re: 12:45ish

[faithxhealer.livejournal.com]

Flonne barely had time to register surprise that Marona didn't remember her before both her attention and her hand were captivated by a man who seemed to have appeared from nowhere. "I-uh-" she stuttered before managing to gather her wits. "Where are you trying to go, stranger-san?"

She didn't hear his reply over the sudden commotion coming from the food tent behind her - screams, and what sounded frighteningly like...lightening? Laharl was in there! Suddenly, the plight of the man in front of her just wasn't important to Flone anymore. "I'm sorry, stranger-san, but I really have to go!" she squeaked, trying to pull her hand out of his grasp. It was only when she tightened his grip on her that she realized his purpose may not have been as benign as originally thought.

Morality and politeness battled with worry and urgecny, and in the end urgency won out. She summoned her staff to her hand, screamed, "Let me GO!" and swung hard, connecting with a loud crack to the side of his head. That was all it took for him to release her and she was off in a dead sprint into the food tent. She had to help Laharl! She had to!

Re: 12:45ish

[amcgees-alice.livejournal.com]

Alice smiled. The commotion was inevitable. It was sure to be the filth in black, the cloaked fools. They dared to come about, act so suddenly. Well, that fool girl might have wanted to fight them head on, but Alice knew better. Things had to be planned, actions had to be felt.

THEN she would attack. That fool girl would know what stealth meant.

"Beetle J," Alice said in a singy voice. "Might you help me with something?"

Re: 12:45ish

[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

Upon acknowledgment of Alice's request, a thick green smoke began to roll into the tent. It quickly made it's way toward the group, lingering around their feet for a moment curiously. Compared to what smoke usually suggested though, this smoke in particular proved to be rather cool when brushing against the skin.

Laughter began to arise. It almost sounded as if someone were dying, gagging for air while choking on something. It rose louder and louder as the smoke itself began to rise around Luxord, curling around his limbs as it's colour faded. A familiar pattern hit ones eyes, blacks and whites, curling together to form pinstripes.

A figure formed over the man, resting on his shoulders, although the weight oddly lacked. A sinister smile was the first to be seen through the clearing smoke. The teeth held a yellow shine, termites crawling around them. They appeared as the only real hint of colour on their owners face. Aside from the dark, black circles surrounding his eyes, of course. Although, black was only a shade. The real colour in to his appearance belonged to his long red nails.

The demon wicked smile never left his features as he wrapped his arms around the organization members neck, clinging to him lovingly.

"Hello, kids." he greeted. "Stick around, we're gonna have some laughs."

Re: 12:45ish, just outside the tent

[jintetsu.livejournal.com]

Jintetsu reeled at the thing Alice had summoned, instinctively stepping half in front of Marona to make her less of a target. Good grief, that woman was doing it again? He didn't hold with all this preternatural crap anyway, and the last time he'd seen her use her magic, he'd been very lucky not to be flattened by it. The screams and strange noises suddenly coming from inside the tent reinforced his anxiety, too.

Laughs or not, he wasn't sticking around to get killed. While Beetlejuice's attention was (hopefully) occupied with Alice and that unfortunate bystander she was apparently targeting (why, he didn't know or care), Jintetsu abruptly grabbed Marona by the wrist and started walking away from the tent.

Yeah, Flonne knew the girl, but like hell they were going after her. If she was still alive by the time they left the festival, maybe he'd leave Marona with her then.

Re: 12:45ish, just outside the tent

[chroma-girl.livejournal.com]

The cries from inside the tent instantly sent Marona into alert. What was happening? She would have followed Flonne inside, but without Ash what could she do? She could heal a bit and... well that was really about it. Marona hated to not be able to help.

Before she could look to Jintetsu to see what he wanted to do her attentioned was distracted as the girl who introduced herself as Alice had seemed to... summon something. A... phantom? Marona's eyes grew wide. She wasn't sure, but the man that appeared didn't seem alive to her, that much was certain. But Marona was baffled, he was solid, but she'd seen no object for Alice to have confined him into. Was it like Ash who could make himself confined as long as she was nearby?

All these questions filled the chroma's head, but for now she didn't have time for answers. He was giving her a bad feeling, so when Jintetsu grabbed her hand, she very willingly allowed herself to be led off. In fact she was right beside him on this one.

Hopefully Flonne would be okay. Marona truly hoped so. She would have to try to communicate with her later.

((Okay, Jintetsu and Marona are out of thread now. :) ))

Re: 12:45ish, just outside the tent

[dix-des-coeurs.livejournal.com]

Evidently today was not meant to be Luxord's day. To begin with, his plan to keep the blonde girl from interfering with Larxene's fun had failed, and painfully so. It wasn't as though Larxene couldn't handle her, though, so it wasn't too much of a loss.

Now, however, he had a rather annoying - no, this thing couldn't be human. Perhaps he was a specter, or something the proverbial cat had dragged in - hanging off his neck, trying to be witty. "'Laughs,'" Luxord replied placidly, the sarcastic quotations around the word nearly visible in the afternoon air. "Is that so."

Well, maybe it wasn't too late for him to get his fun after all. He turned the charm back on, a smile bordering on a smirk on his face. "In that case, I wonder if you might be interested in a game?"