[EVENT] Moon and Mirrors (Welcome Mingle Log)

[khuimods]

Characters: ALL
Date: January 15
Location: At the Dreaming Bridge and all over Aifaran!
Situation: A large influx of Dreamfolk arrive in time for one of the Lunar Festivals, and they're all invited!
Warnings/Rating: N/A


A surprising amount of Dreamfolk have arrived within a short time frame - a peculiarity remarked upon by a number of Aifaran's residents. It is unusual in that it coincides with a lunar festival, one which only happens every fifty or so years.

Newcomers will find the streets packed with all sorts of people, stalls of fried and sugared foods, carnivalesque games and rides, and all other manner of things to do. Merchants are very keen to get their wares out there, and the stipend given may just burn a hole in your pocket when you see what's for sale.

Comments

[no_light]

Emotionally, he may be relatively controlled on the surface, the damage done by his trip home simmering within him, but the lightsaber wounds that had already healed on his face are back, freshly patched up, and he looks a mess.

He shoots Devin a sour look, not that that's anything new. "I went home." He looks down at his clenched hands. "Was reminded why I didn't want to go home."

[annihilist]

Scars are commonplace, for Devin. It's interesting, but not the most important detail to explore at this very moment. The potential resurgence in Kylo's reactive behavior is of more concern.

"Well, you're here now," he points out, perhaps needlessly. "You're alive, if a bit worse for wear. Sit before you drop your tray," he suggests, although there's an edge to it, not quite an order. "What happened?"

He is curious, but he's also testing the waters of what Kylo will bear with.

[no_light]

He does bare his teeth at Devin, the implied order in his voice tearing at him, digging into the wounds of Snoke's humiliation... He grits his teeth and forces it down, giving a curt nod before he stalks to an empty table.

"Okay," he says as soon as he's sat down, "I'm sitting. Happy now?"

And he's gone along with this. No matter what else, he's still gone along with it. His hands tighten further on the edges of his tray.

"I don't want to talk about it. I'm here now."