Cherry Blossom Festival (May 4-6)

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Who: EVERYONE
Where: Central Park (Capricorn Ward)
Summary: Open - Post-event log for everyone!
Warnings: Nothing

The battle was over, and the city was busy licking its wounds and trying to repair for the next few days. Amidst all of this commotion, however, Golden Week continued and with it, the weekend and next Monday was a day off to enjoy the Cherry Blossoms. And despite the fighting that had been going on, Hinito-Ri continued to adapt, and enjoy what little time that they could.

After all, fighting for such beauty did make you a lot more appreciative of it.



Tens of thousands of trees dotted the park's landscape, but it was the Cherry trees that were the stars of the weekend, the pink petals creating a heavenly smell only enhanced by the small stalls that were busy selling hot yakitori (grilled chicken on sticks), takoyaki (octopus balls on sticks), shioyaki (Salty grilled sea bream on sticks ) and kakigori (Shaved ice with syrup, not on a stick).

The prime picnic places were being taken and families grouped together to eat homemade lunches and bento, but there were still many spots and trees to go under should you wish to do so with friends. Townsmen would nod towards you, knowing that you had helped last week, young couples walked hand in hand, and many young students sat under the trees, reading books or playing games.

In the central area, Shinto monks had set up a O-Mikuji area, where you could-- for a mere 10 yen-- hope that questions on love, family or fortune would befall you favorably.

The danger had passed for now. Life continued to flourish.

Enjoy it well.

[OOC - And don't forget to add your character's tag!]

Comments

that i did :>

[jumyouboshi]

[He only blinks at Tatsuya's surprise. There's nothing wrong with being a bit flustered over some white-haired alien dude hanging upside-down from a tree suddenly in your face. He briefly glances at the lighter, then looks back to Tatsuya.]

Greetings.

[His greeting is polite yet distant, as if he's not familiar with the young man. Well, he isn't.]

...Why do humans admire flowers so?

[Yes, that's his burning question.]

[lighter_flick]

[...Are you seriously asking him about flowers?

Sighs defeatedly. Might as well humor him.]

Plenty of reasons. You'll have to be more specific.

[jumyouboshi]

[Hand to mouth. How to phrase it...?]

Do people simply admire their aesthetic value, or do they hold more significance to humans...?

[To him, it looked like a mix of both.]

[lighter_flick]

[Why is this happening to him oh my god...]

Well, it depends on the person. They're significant enough to where flower language is a thing, if that's what you're asking.

[Tatsuya no, what have you don't, now he'll never leave you alone.]

[jumyouboshi]

[He perks up visibly, his interest clearly piqued. Tatsuya, what have you done?...]

Oh? Hm...it would not be the first instance of material objects conveying feelings...mankind's means of communication have developed more than I had thought.

[Pause.]

...May I ask for an example?

[At least he's being polite about it, since he's aware that he's treading on thin ice when interacting with anyone, given last week.]

[lighter_flick]

[Okay, uh, he's kind of having a weird moment where someone's actually listening to him and wants him to teach him something, whoooooaaaaa, but let's see...]

Uhh...sure. [What's the closest-cherry blossoms. That's almost too easy. He gives a shrug and starts talking about what he remembers about ~~flowers~~] Like, cherry blossoms are "transience" and nemophilas mean "forgiveness," stuff like that.

[Please forgive him for getting the different flower languages mixed up.]

[jumyouboshi]

[Even if he did, Alcor wouldn't exactly know. Though he's vaguely aware of flower language being a thing, he doesn't know the exact details, as spacey and disconnected as he is. He presses a hand to his mouth again, contemplating the young man's words.]

I see. Then, this festival could be called a celebration of transience, could it not? I suppose it is fitting, as a reminder that such moments are fleeting...

[Don't mind if he rambles to himself a bit, Tatsuya.]

[lighter_flick]

[Well it IS what the festival is for, yeah, so you're right about that, Mr....uh. Was Tatsuya ever told his name, or...?

...Fuck it, he's Space Hippy now. Now and forever.]

Yeah, it is, but a lot of people see that as pretty morbid, so it's mostly used as a reason to hang out and drink.

[Which could be said about any festival, but whatever.]

[jumyouboshi]

[He makes a small, amused noise.]

I see little issue with that. Celebration and laughter enrich the heart...and after the events of the previous week, it may be needed.

[A brief respite after what just happened...yeah.]

[lighter_flick]

[....Oooookay, he doesn't quite know what to say to that (he's bad at the social thing) so he might as well change the subjet.]

So, do you normally hang out in trees?

[Or just randomly appear and startle the shit out of people, is that a hobby of yours, Space Hippy?]

[jumyouboshi]

[...And if it is?]

Hm? Not quite. I simply find that high vantage points provide good opportunities to observe humans from afar.

[totally not creepy at all Him and his habit of sitting in high places and watching people while anguishing.]/SMALL>