destinystrings | Halloween!

Who: Everyone
Where: Scorpio's Central Art District
Summary: Halloween is being celebrated in style - with candy!!
Warnings: #*@$ Candy. And costumes?

Another year, another Masquerade and celebration! On this most powerful of spiritual days, even the demons take a day off and enjoy a frightfully good time with the human folk. ...Well. Most of them do. But now that the Visitors have become a familiar sight, a few have decided to have their fun. Lucky you!

The lights are colored blue and purple, and the streets are filled with party-goers of all ages, in both fantastic and not-so-fantastic costumes. Pumpkins appear to be floating in mid-air, but closer inspection will reveal that they are, in fact, Pyro Jacks attending the festivities. This is their favorite holiday, and they wouldn't want to let it go to waste!

In comparison to the previous year, Scorpio District is in tip-top condition, and the Masquerade is being celebrated in Scorpio's Art Center. It's a big change in atmosphere, with tents and buildings lined up on both sides of the street, candles floating in the air (this time actual floating candles), and throngs of costumed people everywhere. In an attempt to merge the cultures, Halloween this yeah has taken on a more commercial tone. Homemade costumes are available from the local artists, and face painting is offered to many of the giggling children - non-magical this time! The tents are distributing free candy at the door, with an invitation to step inside and browse what else they have to offer: Halloween-themed treats and candies, of course, as well as decorations, party supplies, art pieces, and costume modifications.

In the middle of Scorpio District, an extra-large tent boasts party games and live music for the revelers. In separate corners, there are jack o' lantern carving competitions, costume contests, a triumphant return of bobbing for apples, and musicians producing spooky Halloween music (with a theremin!). Join in the fun!

If you find yourself without any money, no worries! Just strap a white cloth over your head and pretend to be a ghost! Or you can even pretend to be another Visitor! How original! Costume shopping should be no problem, and there are still stores nearby selling their wears for last minute purchases. There's also a vast quantity of masks, both traditionally Japanese ones and those of cartoon mascots.

...And a few June Prince ones, of course.

In this small secure sector, it's sure to be an extra fantastic celebration of dancing, music and just watching both humans and demons going at it without a care in the world. Candy is floating around thanks to the Pyro Jacks - grab something and try not to ruin your teeth. Hey, who is that guy who just passed by? Hard to tell.

After all... with this combination of Halloween costumes, masquerade ballgowns, and masks, who knows who really is human and who isn't?

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Erk nods quickly and holds up two fingers. He really hopes she understands that that means the second thing she said is true.

At least, he's assuming he was cursed. He doesn't usually just start talking backwards out of nowhere. Under the circumstances, of course, telling her his name is probably not going to go smoothly.

"Um... so the second part is true?" Close enough. It's then that Sasha gets an idea. "I know! Maybe your curse doesn't affect writing. Here..." She holds out her notebook and pencil to Erk. "How about you write down your name and what happened? That might make things easier."

Erk took the notebook and quickly started to write. Unfortunately, after just a moment he looked down at what he'd written in dismay.

.krE si eman yM
.sdrawkcab gniklat eb ot mees I

After a moment, he drew a line with an arrow on both ends - if she couldn't read backwards maybe that would still get the message across. Apparently it wasn't as easy as writing it down.

Sasha stared at the writing for a second. "It affects your writing, too? Wow. That's awful. Thankfully, backwards writing is easier to understand than backwards talking!" She took a moment to parse the writing and then announced the results. "So... your name is Erk, right?"

Erk nodded encouragingly. Well, at least they had a slightly easier way to communicate now, though Erk would try to keep it to nonverbal cues as much as he could manage. It would be rude to use up her whole notebook.

Sasha grinned brightly upon finding she was right. "Nice to meet you, Erk! I'm Sasha. Can I ask what you were doing before you ended up here? I mean here specifically, not Hinoto-Ri in general." She handed her notebook and and pencil over to Erk once again, and came to a realization: this was kind of like having him take notes for her. It would be more convenient if it wasn't all backwards.

Ereh saw I erofeb? Naem uoy tahw erus ton m'I. Tnemtrapa ym morf emac tsuj I. Wonk t'nod I, siht desuac

He stopped writing suddenly as realization dawned in his eyes. Ydnac eht. Esruoc fo.

((OOC: Having someone stop writing backward halfway through a sentence dramatically is awkward.))

"So you just came from your apartment, and then this started happening?" Then Erk made his addition. "The candy...? What about it? I mean, I've had some candy myself while playing with the Pyro Jacks, but..." You'd think she'd have noticed the speech bubbles featuring glamorous royals popping out of her head by now.

Erk hadn't been certain whether the wings were normal for her or not - for all he knew, they might very well be. There were all sorts of Visitors. The speech bubbles, on the other hand, were pretty obviously the effect of the candy now that he actually thought about what might be causing the strange things.

Gnisrever cigam ym dna, gniwolg eht, drawkcab gniklat eht. Ydnac eht ylbaborp lla. Daeh ruoy dnuora selbbub elttil eht deciton ton uoy evah?

"Hm? Those?" Sasha took a quick look to the side and spotted a bubble. "Oh, yeah! You think the candy might have done that? I guess it makes sense, since it's not normal for me." She paused to think about them. "I... I've been wanting to find a prince charming all night, for some reason. Maybe the bubbles reflect that? But don't worry too much about that. I don't even know who my prince charming would be!"

Erk nodded in response to her supposition - though he did look a little apprehensive. She didn't seem like it, but he was still a little worried that the candy's effects would lead her to decide that he was her prince charming.

Mostly because he doubted that candy-induced prince-charminghood would lead anywhere good, and his luck seemed to be even worse than usual tonight. He shrugged his shoulders, hoping that would convey that he didn't know who her prince charming might be, either.

"Well! Knowing what it is and what caused it makes it easier to ignore, I guess. It's just been this vague suggestion lurking at the back of my mind, you know? Like... 'look at these bubbles full of pretty dancing people! You should find someone to dance and look pretty with, too!'" Sasha just laughed. "When I put it that way, it sounds ridiculous."

"Suolucidir gniht elohw siht t'nsi?" Erk asked, mostly rhetorically - and forgetting that Sasha couldn't understand him. Not that it was really all that important.

After a moment he thought to scribble down, Ekil d'uoy fi, yllautca, ecnad nac I. Ti od d'ew erehw erus m'I taht ton.

"Sorry, come again?" Sasha said in response to the backwards speech, pulling Erk's leg a bit. What he wrote in her notebook made her eyes light up, however. "You can? Are you offering to dance with me?" The light went away after a brief moment, however. "Well... I'm not really that great of a dancer... but it does sound nice."

Halloween!

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