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destinystrings2013-10-14 11:14 pm
geartopia) wrote in destinystrings2013-10-14 11:14 pm
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A night of feasting and dancing
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Who: Everyone (guests and non-guests alike)
Where: Geartopia
Summary: Party at the Thirsty Mare Tavern for booze and dancing and everyone's invited!
Warnings: Cowboys and Gears and Parties and Booze but mostly Booze
EVENT INFO: Read about it here if you're a new comer!
With the issue still unresolved as the days passed by, the Visitors and the Guests of Geartopia were reaching a peak as more of them appeared from the time rifts. Morale could plummet, but the mayoress would never allow that.
Thankfully, the city itself was hospitable and welcoming to all. The villagers that composed it were a colorful cast, after all. Perhaps drowning your sorrows in booze and a night of dancing would be helpful. Don't worry about the kids... well, there aren't any age limits here after all (...wait...)!
The Thirsty Mare was a large building that could hold the entire town if it needed to do so. Carved out of wood from the nearby forest with the permission of the Ancient Spirits, it rose above Geartopia like a protective beacon. It was a new building as well, no older than ten years, thus new even to the heroes who had come here before. A symbol of the growing economy and peace all around them, it was half town hall, half tavern.
At night? Definitely a tavern.
Cages of fireflies are hung up in the air, as pieces of moss and leaves are strung decoratively against the large heavy trees forming the building's skeleton. Lighting is provided with gas lamps hung around and a gigantic crystal chandelier in the middle.
To the left, a bar seats a few patrons who get tired of dancing, serving drinks for all. Don't worry; it's on the house tonight. At the far off of the hall, a giant table had been prepped with food: entire turkeys, beans (everyone loves beans here, it's quite magical), rye bread, corn, apple pie and sugar pie.
And the alcohol is definitely felt tonight, as the musicians (two wolves and what looks like a bear) settle in and begin playing. Most serious work could be held off until tomorrow, after all.
For now, have some fun! Try not to get drunk too much, the Cactus Juice here is pretty potent...
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That's correct. If you know him by a country name, he is most likely the nation I'm thinking of. He and I are the same kind of being, you could say.
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[The grin that pops up on Reno's face could definitely be placed in the 'I got laid' category.]
Y'know how it is.
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[Germany has seen that look a bunch of times, but he's never quite been able to connect it to the arcane act of "getting laid."]
What do you mean, "how it is?"
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[And what a honeymoon.]
Huh... [the only person he knows with white hair and red eyes is Shion.] Yeah, but he's eighteen and named Shion.
It's been hell. The main power failed several months ago, the back-ups are failing in little under a year. When it happens, everyone there is going to die.
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No... I'm afraid that's not him. [The white hair and red eyes are incredibly distinctive to Germany, so it's a bit of a surprise that there's someone else who shares those traits.] If you meet a man who goes by Prussia or Gilbert, that's him.
[Germany frowns deeply, a bit of shock going through his eyes.] That's terrible... I don't know what to say. I wish I could help somehow.
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[After that, Reno sort of needs a drink, and downs his shot in one go. How much has he had tonight? He should be feeling something by now, but maybe he lost count and didn't have as much as he thought.
Reno's expression is carefully neutral, and somewhat guarded.]
We're workin' on it.