[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

[priforprince]

I suppose.

[ She had mostly meant for the selys, but now that he's mentioning it....

Yes, the time does seem to have flown. Geniuses inhabit an exalted space where the laws governing lesser mortals don't quite apply.

One of the handlers indicates to Hibiki where the door is. She nods in appreciation. ] You've proven acceptable accompaniment. What's your name?

[choseanidiot]

['Acceptable accompaniment', man. He keeps from rolling his eyes and smirks sharply instead, giving a one-shoulder shrug.]

Enki. Just glad I could help. [Well, more or less, anyway.] You?

[priforprince]

Shikyoin Hibiki.

[ She says the name calmly, and yet, with the sort of casual haughtiness that expects genuflection from the mere syllables.

She also, after a moment of thought, makes up her mind about something. ]

Normally I'd engage a more rigorous process, but faced with limited resources I'm forced to ad-lib.

[ She turns to face Enki. ] I'll give you a special present.

[ Pause for suspense. ]

[choseanidiot]

[Stopping when Hibiki does, his eyebrows going up, Rokuta has only one thought in his head - heavens what - and raises his hands up.]

Hey, I don't mind. You really don't gotta do anything...

[The number of gifts he's gotten in his life aren't many, but he also wonders what this girl would consider a gift, with her attitude so far.]

[priforprince]

[ Hibiki lifts a hand, then brings it down swiftly to gesture towards him. ]

I'll permit you to become my stand-in butler.

[ IT'S THE BEST PRESENT EVER! ]

[choseanidiot]

[There's beat of silence between Hibiki's exclamation and Rokuta blinking, staring blankly up at her.

And then he promptly bursts out into laughter.]

So-sorry! I already--- [He's not sure if it's the suggestion itself that's more funny or that he could draw vague parallels to what he normally does. Well, kind of. A loud, ugly snort escapes him in the middle of the laughter, and he shakes his head.] Don't think I can accept that gift. Kinda already got a job like that.

[He smirks as he says it. Sure, that's not here; he doesn't have any job at all here, but frankly, that's not the point.]

[priforprince]

My offer was sniped away?!

[ DISMAY

But that in and of itself is proof she has good eyes for this sort of thing! Hibiki recovers quickly. ] Very well. But remember you turned down a loftier position.

[ She makes no promises either way about whether the offer will stand later, after you realize your obvious error in judgment. In having not...known....previously....that you would one day meet Shikyoin Hibiki.

It's unfortunate, but such is the extent of your judgment, she supposes. ]

[choseanidiot]

[Sniped over 500 years ago, yes. Trying to swallow sniggers, Rokuta manages a somewhat-serious nod, smirking at the thought of this supposedly being loftier than his current position. More free, maybe.]

Uh-huh. I'll keep that in mind... my boss will surely be pleased I didn't leave him hanging out to dry.

[Voice taking on a wry note, he shakes his head. The idiot would think this was hilarious. Finds himself wishing Shoryu really was here, if it's at all true that their being here wouldn't be noticed back home.]

[priforprince]

Give him my regards, as well.

[ For good judgment. Hibiki can at least be that fair. And loyalty to a master is the prime tenet of being a servant! Being refused is, in its own way, definitely a sign that she had actually exercised excellent judgment. The timing was just unfortunate.

She turns away. ] Then, that's that.

[choseanidiot]

When I see him, sure.

[He keeps from grimacing at the thought. It's okay. Them being here, as long as no one's lying (and he doesn't see why they would be) or there's something they don't know, won't affect anything. En will be fine.]

Ah, yep... [Stepping out into the sunlight again feels good, even if they haven't been wandering those corridors for long, and Rokuta stretches; this, at least, is easy to enjoy, regardless of anything else.] Take some time to enjoy the festival, huh.

[Giving Hibiki a wave, he wanders back into the crowd.]

[priforprince]

Au revoir.

[ Of course she's going to enjoy the festival. Assuming the rest of the festival ends up worthy of enjoyment.

The most exciting part is over now that Shikyoin Hibiki is no longer modeling selys, after all. ]