Boom! [Event, Rue + Open]

[Eadon]

There was one thing, and one thing only, which really got Eadon excited about going to festivals and other big events when he had lived back in the real world. The food, the parties and all of the commotion were great in their own way, but nothing compared to the grand finale of any proper festival. The fireworks display was where it was at, after all. Say what you will, but in the end nobody actually, voluntarily and willingly, wanted to miss seeing the pretty coloured lights going off in the sky once a festival or celebration finally ground to a halt.  Not to say that the rest of the festivities hadn't been a complete blast, Eadon thought with a slight grin. He had managed to actually find someone selling cotton candy. Real, honest to god and super delicious cotton candy that didn't taste like cardboard. His life may as well have been made in that moment, but the best part was still to come.  According to rumour, a bunch of the mage type characters had come together and were planning on putting together a massive light show as the final grand event of the massive chinese new years event. Eadon felt a bit guilty for not going to pitch in his own help on that front, but he would probably have messed things up more than helped anyway. Better that he didn't get involved, and just sat back to watch instead. With his cotton candy, of course. "I'm glad I saved some of this for later," Eadon said happily, pulling a handful of sticks of the stuff out of his magic bag, "this fireworks show is going to be awesome. Though I guess I will miss the whole pyrotechnics part..." Not that the whole pyrotechnics part would actually be too difficult, really... The young sorcerer mused, happily munching on his cotton candy and staring up at the clear sky above. All you would really need was an alchemist of sufficient level, a bit of saltpeter, some sulphur and some charcoal. Then you could make all the fireworks you wanted. That said though, gunpowder in this world was not necessarily the brightest of ideas, considering all of the problems it caused back in the real world. Notably its use in guns, and various other explosives. Even so. Eadon had always been one to appreciate a good display of pyrotechnics in action.  Other than his cotton candy, and now the fireworks show, Eadon had not really gotten too involved in the whole festival. It was big and loud and fun, sure, but honestly he probably could have made better use of the time crafting, or out trying to level while most of the adventurer's were here, rather than staking out the low level zones. That said though, it was admittedly nice to take a break and just sit back and enjoy the fact that, for the most part, life was good. That was certainly something Elder Tale had going for it. Poverty, disease and a lot of the other problems that plagued the real world simply didn't exist here. At least, not amongst adventurers. It was another story for people of the land, Eadon thought guiltily.  Speaking of People of the land, there was a family of them staked out near he was, obviously also planning to watch the upcoming fireworks display. It was an older couple, with a pair of young children. the children seemed super excited. Apparently news of the festival, and the impressive fireworks display at the end, had spread to them as well. The way the children were babbling and pointing up at the sky brought back memories of his own first time attending a fireworks display. He had no idea what a firework was, but had still been excited for it regardless. He had managed to stake out one of the best places in the entire city to watch the fireworks from, an almost empty little park, close to the center of the city. Well, empty except for a few people of the land, anyway. It was far enough away from the crowds that he could enjoy the show hopefully in peace, but also close enough that he would be able to see everything perfectly. Lying back on the grass, and munching on some more cotton candy Eadon really couldn't think of a better way to spend his time. Now it was simply a matter of sitting back and waiting for the show to start. "This is going to be awesome!" Eadon yelled out, no doubt disturbing a few people, but too excited and happy to care.

WORDS: 771 TAGS: Rue, Eadon SONG: Boom NOTES: Have a thread. Sorry it's so repetitive with some words. My muse hates me today.

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[RuetheDay]

face all the pain and take it on

Haru Katashi had never been one who had attended lots of social functions back in the real world. He had hated being forced to go to something and pretend that he liked someone else and that he didn't see the pity in their eyes when they looked at him. He well and truly hated that dance of polite pretend, and whenever he could, he would avoid that pageant, unable to deal with any people seeing him and knowing that he was the relic of a marriage long ended by the boy he'd thought he could call friend. He'd been wrong, dead wrong, but there was nothing he could do to correct that. He'd made the mistake, and there was nothing he could do there but to move on, harden his heart against everything so that he could ensure that his little sister, his sweet little baby sibling, didn't suffer the same fate as he did. But of course, that had been back in the real world. He had put that behind himself now, as RuetheDay, and it was partially with that in mind that he had decided to come out to the event today. He had purposefully chosen to skip the parade, instead spending his time in a quieter part of London so that he could read. Now, though, it was obvious that night was starting to fall, and so he had decided to go to at least look at whatever fireworks were there. He passed by a brazier as he walked, and catching the eye of a small group of People of the Land with sleepy children, he paused to murmur a few words under his breath, the fire flaring to life as a single black paw emerged from it. The children let out awed gasps as the Salamander crawled out, blinking its eyes sleepily, but he chuckled at the worried looks of the parents. He clicked his tongue instead, gesturing with his hand, and the Follower quickly caught on to the Half-Alf's intentions, rearing up on its hind paws, tail stretched out across the ground for balance, and it flicked its tongue up into the sky, front legs flailing for balance before the creature fell back to earth again, rolling over, the black outline covered in subtle lines of red and orange, hinting at the fire that made up the inside of it. He had the creature go through a few more tricks before he had the fiery Follower lie back on the ground, good-naturedly nodding at the applause. He let the Salamander pad at his side as they walked for a little while longer, though as they grew closer to the place that he'd selected as something for him to watch some fireworks in, he clicked his tongue and instructed the Salamander to crawl back into another brazier of fire to go back to where it had come. Watching the mana bar slowly recover once more out of the corner of his eye, Rue entered the small park, feeling a little bit of tension slide right out of his body as he stepped onto the grass. Then someone yelled something out, and he tensed right back up again, scowling. "Baka, quiet down!" he growled, feeling a little prickly, like a cat that had just had water dumped onto it. "You'll ruin the fireworks for the rest of us." He knew he was probably being a little unreasonable, snapping like that when the sound of the fireworks would drown out any noise from the people around him, but he couldn't help it. He tended to prefer peace and quiet, and louder people tended to not change their volume unless it was to make it more prominent rather than less so without prompting. It wasn't anything personal. He just wanted to be able to think without being interrupted if he so chose to.

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because the only hope for me is you alone!

[Besavel]

there is a sound

Carved in from that place

The woman was exhausted. Her steps were sluggish, as she had leaned back against a tree, facing away from everyone. The girl had fallen asleep there for a long, long time. She had been near killing herself to level, trying to find a place.. a place in which to create a home not for just her, but others. The blonde had been up constantly since the start of the festival, carving what she could with her limited skills, finding what she could help with. After all, it had taken a time to build some of the parade floats, and there were just not enough wood crafters. But it didn't matter, as the girl tried to catch some sleep, sleep that she felt needed to rest her weary mind. Leveling, helping, trying to be social; all these things were difficult, but she wouldn't give up.

The girl felt a chill, and then stirred, realizing she had nodded off shortly after dinner, when she wasn't needed to build or do stuff anymore. Shaking her head, and looking around, she saw no one; so she got up and stretched her body, letting out soft noises. Shaking her head, she stepped out from behind the tree, and then proceeded, to be surprised by there being people there for one. The girl blinked, as the children of a couple were chatting. The little girl caught her eye, as she looked a bit uncomfortable but happy. The elf tilted her head when the child's gaze met her own, and the girl blinked, and then giggled. The elf then patted her head, feeling how some of her hair was sticking up all over. With a quick smile, she fixed her hair. But this one.. strand.. wouldn't.. listen..

And stuck out like a sore thumb, proud of it's victory of resistance. The blonde just made a noise of giving up, and the little girl was giggling again. At least, until the yell resounded, and then the irritated snap of someone else. Besavel moved over and saw that a male, of blondish hair, and another of black hair, were around each other. Focusing her attention on the blonde, he seemed excited, and she raised an eyebrow, confused. Why was he excited? And then she registered what the other one had snapped. Fireworks. They were waiting for the fireworks?

That meant.. she had slept a lot longer then she thought! The elf wanted to face palm, but instead just sighed, as she then turned to the males. The other one, the black haired one, seemed uncomfortable. Not that she had any ease to stop that, she was quite useless in that sort of department. With a sigh, and then straightening her shoulders, Besavel put on her serious face. From her, the aura of command flowed, as if she was a knight or something, as she approached the boys. ''It's alright, noises intend to happen at a festival. However, it would be a good idea to try to remain calm.'' she spoke quite suddenly, but her voice was soft. It wasn't inaudible, but it was soft enough that it just seemed natural. At least to her.

Well okay maybe that wasn't contributing anything to the situation, but the blonde had to at least try right? Because she had no idea when the fire works were.. should be soon at this point? That's all she could infer, because of her still waking up from the quite long nap she had taken.

[/b] Eadon RuetheDay
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•Music; Pride :: High and Mighty Colour
•Notes; Lemme know if I'm a bumbling idiot, but it does say open so <3? [#88dfff]
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[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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One thing Icyferno liked about the Catastrophe was that all the invisible barriers which prevented players from reaching certain areas were lifted. This meant that it was technically possible to climb some of the ruined buildings and enjoy some peace and quiet on the previously inaccessible roofs. He wasn't much of a sociable person, thus he'd rather enjoy the announced fireworks from afar rather than with most of the player base at the center of the festivities.

Not that he hadn't enjoyed himself. He had gone down earlier to try out some of the food and drinks. One thing he noticed was that there were more and more people who seemed to be coming up with food and drink that actually tasted almost like their own counterparts in the real world.

Earlier, he had climbed up to the top floor of an unowned building which had moss covering most of its outer walls and a dusty interior which obviously implied that the building had not been in use for quite some time. Toggling his Pathfinder skill, he ensured that there was nobody else in the building, in case he was intruding on somebody's private party. Satisfied, he peered out of the window. Confirming that there was nothing in the way, he planted his foot in a crevice and scaled the remaining distance to the roof with relative ease. Glancing around him, he noticed that the roof was in a similar state of disrepair, although he had expected as much. Unfortunately, the entire roof was badly cracked, so he doubted he would be able to find a nice place to sit and enjoy the fireworks from this building. Sighing, he looked over the edge, wondering if he could somehow slide down. In theory, since there were several window ledges on the way down, he could reduce his fall damage by dropping to each ledge instead of going back the way he came. He only hoped that the ledges wouldn't give under his weight.

His attention was brought to ground level as he heard someone yell, "This is going to be awesome!" Startled, he looked around, he spotted some player near the building he was currently on. As he looked on, another player joined the first one. Judging by their equipment, he guessed that both players were mages.

Taking a deep breath, he leaped over the edge of the building on the side facing away from the group, barely catching the first ledge. He barely had time to take a breath before his hand slipped and he continued falling. When he missed the second ledge by inches, he realized that this was not going to end well. Drawing both of his swords, he stabbed both of them into the concrete wall, the swords giving off sparks as he descended. Although they couldn't penetrate deeply since the wall was pretty solid, his descent had slowed considerably. Letting go of one of his swords, he made a grab for the next ledge and succeeded, catching his fallen sword with both of his legs as he did so. Sheathing the sword in his hand, he managed to climb back into the building, panting with exhaustion as he made it onto solid ground safely. He made a mental note to himself to never attempt to jump off buildings without a climbing rope or something to assist him.

He took the stairs down to the first floor, taking extra care as the stairs seemed to be more fragile than it had been when he went up. Upon reaching the ground floor, he saw the same players through the entrance, although there was a female player present who wasn't there when he had last seen the area. From the looks of things, it seemed like they were talking about the first player's outburst. For a brief moment, he paused and wondered what he was doing. Why was he doing this? It was not like he was invited to their gathering.

However, he had to admit that he didn't know a lot of people in the Unfounded Kingdom. Most of his time was spent grinding by himself in the forest. At the same time, he understood that banding together was important for survival. The question he consistently asked himself was, who could he trust? Then again, if he didn't make the effort to communicate with others, there was no reason for others to do the same for him. With this in mind, he left the shadows of the building and strode purposefully towards the three players standing in the grass.

"Being excited is better than being depressed like some of players loitering around, don't let what the others say get to you." He said to the player who had shouted. He hoped he had said the right thing. Based on the scowl on the other male player's face, he assumed that he was angry at the one called Eadon for shouting. On the other hand, the female player had a serious expression on her face. Icyferno wasn't sure whether she was pissed at the excited player or the scowling player, or both. He only hoped his attempt to speak to them didn't come off as being too awkward.

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Word count: 869
Total word count (Pathfinder): 869
Notes: Besavel told me I could join. Unless this is the wrong one then crap this is awkward, but nvm I'm already here. Only the last paragraph is important, the rest is just some wall of text I made up to help grind my Pathfinder a little.
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[Eadon]

Eadon blinked up at the guy who had suddenly walked into his park, his mouth still stuffed full of cotton candy and a wide-eyed, sort of innocent, expression dominating his features. It was obviously his park, after all. He had been here first. The new arrival had long dark hair, and soemwhat brighter brown eyes. Much like Eadon himself, this guy was almost deceptively slender, though the young sorcerer could easily spot the small traces of definition and muscles hidden beneath his shirt. Not someone to mess with, even if he did seem like he would be a complete weakling, from how skinny he was. The book.... errr, grimoire... and whip? Put magic user of some description as his most likely class, though the whip was a bit... strange. Probably a summoner, actually. They had a tendency towards the odd weapon after all. Appearance or otherwise, Eadon was not about to just lie there and take being called an idiot, whether the guy said it in Japanese or otherwise. Standing up, he put on a suitably angry face, before going up to the guy. He wasn't really angry, of course, but the random guy didn't need to know that small detail. "Heeeeyyy," Eadon called out in protest, voice of course being much louder this time, "I'm not an idiot. Being excited does not equal idiot, so there's no reason to be mean. Why are you speaking in Japanese, anyway?" Interrupted from his verbal lashing of the rude guy, Eadon watched with a raised eyebrow as a blonde woman approached them. This lady seemed to be trying for knightly or some such thing, but the sticking up bits of hair and disheveled look wasn't really working in her favour. Eadon hid a grin. "I can look after myself, lady. Want some cotton candy?" He held out a stick of the gooey pink stuff as a peace offering, hoping not to offend her and her obviously good intentions too badly. Eadon almost jumped out of his skin when they were joined by yet another adventurer, this one closer in appearance to the first guy though with bright blue eyes as opposed to brown. Sighing, Eadon just held out another stick of cotton candy, pointedly not offering the rude guy any of the delicious sugary stuff. "Hey. Want to sit with us and watch the fireworks?" he said, directed at the latest arrival, "All this arguing about being too noisy is boring. I am Eadon, by the way! Sorcerer extraordinaire, and all around awesome guy." Of course, in Eadon's mind, the fact that these people were here now meant that they were going to stay and watch the fireworks with him. It was simply a matter of course, considering the fireworks display was about to start. It didn't matter that he didn't know their names or anything. Sitting back down on his grassy spot, Eadon continued eating his cotton candy, an extra stick of the stuff left purposefully just out of reach of Mr. I am going to be rude, as Eadon had christened him in his mind. Take that, rude guy.

WORDS: 518 TAGS: Eadon , @ruetheday , Icyferno , @besavel SONG: Boom NOTES: Mwahahaha. Eadon is strange. Also, I may just love cotton candy too much.

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[RuetheDay]

face all the pain and take it on

RuetheDay's eyes narrowed, the orange fierce, like the gaze of a hawk. He knew that he had probably snapped at the other man, but that didn't mean that he was sorry about it. He liked having his peace and quiet, and when it was interrupted, he tended to become irritable, like an irked bear. It was how the Half-Alf functioned on a basic level: Silence to think and concentrate, noise later, after he'd figured out the solution to the problem. And he may not have been actively thinking about anything at that particular moment, but that didn't mean that he wouldn't think later; in fact, more likely than not, as the fireworks were going off, he'd be worrying about his friend Daenes. Where was the other? They'd said that they were going to meet up in the Unfounded Kingdom, and although a large part of him desperately clung to the hope that the other had escaped this fate, a more pervasive, selfish part of himself whispered that if his friend was here, he could reveal his feelings without fear of having the other run away. After all, it wasn't as if you could just log off and avoid someone forever. "I suppose..." he muttered to himself, crossing his arms over his chest defensively. And then, out of nowhere, some other male came out and although Rue knew it wasn't intended as an insult, the Half-Alf Summoner found himself bristling up again. "What would you know about depression?" he spat, orange eyes fierce with disdain, emotions getting the better of him before he closed his eyes, forcing himself to take one big breath in and then let it back out again. "And I never said that being excited was a bad thing. I was just trying to rein you back in before you disturbed the whole park." He was forcing back his emotions, giving himself no choice to calm down, though his tongue was still racing from what he felt was an insult - how dare that man look to judge him without knowing what he had been through, how dare he? - and the words that came off it may have dripped far more venom than they deserved to. "And I'm speaking English. For the most part. But it's rather natural to speak Japanese given that it's the only language my grandparents speak and what my parents insisted on having taught to me. It's a product of being bilingual, or rather, being part of a Japanese family living in England if you'd prefer I make things a little clearer." If he had been a different sort of person, Rue might have felt something about the fact that the redhead was pointedly sharing cotton candy with everyone but him, but that would have implied that he saw something in it beyond the fact that it was childish and petty. Or that he actually wanted some in the first place. The Half-Alf had a dislike for sweet things, something he'd exhibited ever since he was a child, and his idea of a treat was a nibble on the bittersweet dark chocolate that he would hoard sometimes or things with less sugar, like plain or chocolate chip cookies or vanilla ice cream. He'd never liked soda or cotton candy - they were little more than pure sugar, artificial flavoring, and food dye in his opinion, and that was something he found quite unpalatable. He much preferred shaved ice or snow cones, both delicacies he'd not enjoyed since entering this world. Still, never let it be said that Rue couldn't be a kind person when he wanted to be. Shifting his weight to his back leg and letting his other knee pop up slightly, he addressed the four of them. "You know, if you watch the fireworks from the grass, you won't get the best view." He nodded his head over towards a tree a short distance away, the limbs not even bearing the first few blooms in preparation for spring. "I'm going to be up there, and I'd imagine that the branches would be strong enough to hold all of us. And it's far safer than most of the buildings around here anyway." He turned, walking over to the tree, not even glancing behind him with those bright orange eyes to see if anyone was following him. It was up to them if they decided to take him up on his offer to get a better view or not. Not that he cared either way. It was all just trivial distractions anyway. But if it was a distraction from the slings and arrows of a wayward fate, then Rue supposed it couldn't be all that bad, right?

100% 100% Words;; 784 Tags;; Eadon Besavel Icyferno Notes;; Rue is a jerk sometimes, but usually it's because he's awkward about social things. >.>' He'll come around though. He just likes the time to get to talking before he has bouncy, loud, and hyper. Also I'm just going to casually ignore that some of the names won't show up on the template. orz nothingIcanfixthere. Lyrics;; "The Only Hope for Me is You" by My Chemical Romance Template by Kuroya

because the only hope for me is you alone!

[Besavel]

there is a sound

Carved in from that place

Besavel wasn't the most of social people either, but she just felt like she should try to soothe the fight in between them. She was a knight of sorts, and that was perhaps something she had to enforce. She had realized their predicament a short while ago, and was still mulling over the promise she had made to herself and Tsuki. But that was something to think on at a different time; the blonde elf wasn't even sure if her intervention had actually helped the two males, or if she just made it worse. Her disheveled appearance had been fixed earlier, and now she just sort of stood there, hoping that everything would end up alright in the end. Although her attention was focused on the two, as the seemingly more easy going male was relaxed in posture.

She had barely noted the third male, but she did throw a nod his way, as then the first male offered her cotton candy. In fact, he was the only light haired one apart from her, and confused, she stretched out her hand, and felt a stick of cotton candy in her hand. What was.. cotton candy anyways? The girl's face started to look a bit confused. She understood that people could handle herself, but she wasn't helping just the blonde, but the japanese speaking man as well. In her curiosity, she hung the cotton candy upside down, and as it didn't separate, put it right side back up, still having a really confused face.

Of course, this meant that the blonde would miss most of the petty argument, but when the longer black haired male spoke up, the blonde returned from observing the food she had been given. ]''That is slightly dangerous.. but I will use myself as a stable base to climb first, if you all so wish to climb.'' she said simply, as if she had contributed. Well she didn't really, but her face was hedged with worry about something, as she distantly took a nibble out of the food. Her eyes blinked, and she shook her head back and forth. That was really, really, REALLY sweet! The girl was not used to something like that, as she let out a sort of noise. Even she wasn't sure what kind of noise it was.

The girl then realized they hadn't began to introduce themselves, as she cleared her throat. ''My name is Besavel.'' she said simply, as she walked back to the tree, and leaned against it, slipping the candy stick in her mouth. She then slipped her hands in a way that would provide a boost, as her armor manifested around her body now, as she had set it to appear just before shifting her hands. She wanted to help and a Samurai, a class known as a tank, would suitably be stable and strong enough to help yes? The blonde let her green eyes wash over the black haired male; he had made it here before her, but she had settled herself in case he hadn't yet climbed. If he had then it would be for the others if they wished to follow. Even she wasn't sure what to do right now.. but she felt quite pleased.

Perhaps she was helping in some manner after all!

[/b] Eadon RuetheDay Icyferno
•Words; 0551
•Music; Pride :: High and Mighty Colour
•Notes; Yes it was the wrong one Icy but dun worry XD I'm sorry Besavel's kinda not that productive..? XD [#88dfff]
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[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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Icyferno accepted the stick of cotton candy from the blonde mage, who called himself Eadon. "Well, I don't have anybody to watch the fireworks with, so I see no reason to disagree," he replied in response to Eadon. He noticed that the black haired mage didn't get any cotton candy, although he wasn't going to say it. It wasn't his place to say such things since he was getting free cotton candy. He took a cautious nibble from it and was pleasantly surprised to find that unlike some of the other food at the festival, this was one of the products which actually had taste.

Icyferno was surprised by the outburst from the black haired mage. However, he knew that he couldn't judge the words of others solely from his own perspective. There must have been some circumstances which made him this way, he thought. He was just thinking about a reply when the other party quickly calmed down and suggested that all of them climb a nearby tree in order to view the fireworks more clearly, immediately turning his back on all of them and walking towards said tree without waiting for them.

In the meantime, Icyferno noticed that the blonde girl, who introduced herself as Besavel shortly afterwards, was seemingly confused by the stick of cotton candy given to her, even going as far as turning it upside down. Perhaps she didn't know how to eat it? It was nearly comical, except she didn't seem to have been joking, which crushed all chances of cracking a joke about that matter.

Besavel went over to the tree and cupped her hands to provide a boost. Icyferno raised an eyebrow when she suggested giving them a boost. Not that he was one to reject help when offered, but the lower branches of the tree wasn't really that high. He could easily reach the branches with «Fold Step» and climb the rest of the way.

For a brief moment, Icyferno didn't know whether he should follow the black-haired mage or stick with Eadon. However, the black-haired mage was right, they would probably get a better view from the branches of that tree rather than on the grass. Having attempted to view the fireworks from the roof of one of the buildings, Icyferno knew that he was actually right on that as well. Icyferno shrugged nonchalantly and indicated to Eadon that he'd be on the tree before jogging over to catch up to the other mage.

"You know, if people sit around all day doing nothing except wail about being trapped in Elder Tales, I'd call that being depressed. It's not like they are actually doing anything. What would you call them?" he didn't really want to continue that conversation, but he just felt like justifying himself, which was pretty rare for someone who didn't really care for what others thought of him. As he reached the tree, he politely said to Besavel, "Thanks for the offer, but I can climb up this tree just fine by myself, really." Hopefully she won't pursue the matter further with just that, as he didn't really know what to say to her at this point in time. It was a miracle he wasn't stammering!

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Word count: 539
Total word count (Pathfinder): 869 + 539 = 1408
Notes: I shall leave Eadon to get the boost from Besavel :D
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[Eadon]

Eadon watched the others in amusement, quietly eating his cotton candy while they went through their antics of actually climbing up the tree. The fire works should start any minute now, and he was super keen for when they actually started. it would be a good break from his work as an apprentice blacksmith, spending the evening out here with other adventurers, doing something silly like climbing trees. And watching fireworks. While eating ridiculously sweet candy. All in all it was a recipe for a good time. Hopefully at least. Watching the girl with her outstretched hands and an obvious offer of a quick and easy way up the tree, Eadon almost felt guilty for ignoring said offer. Just almost. Everyone else had turned her down as well, after all - so he didn't feel quite as bad as he otherwise would have. "Beat you up there!" he called out, obviously referring to the first guy, the one who was sorta kind of Japanese, and had not even introduced himself yet. It was kind of rude of him, but Eadon didn't overly mind. He was sure that the other adventurer would remember his manners sooner or later. Though, he was the Rude Guy in Eadon's mind still, so he would hold the title until a better option name wise was presented to them. Eadon really had no issues with calling a guy the rude one in his mind, after all. Especially when they actually were being a rude guy. Glancing up at the tree, the young auburn haired teen narrowed his eyes in concentration before activating his Blink skill, flashing up into the branches of the tree overhead. Sometimes being a sorcerer was totally worth it, he thought - smiling down at his new friends who were still down below him on the ground, or halfway up the tree. They would get here soon enough though. He however was a mighty wizard, and occasionally he enjoyed showing that off. Maybe just a little. It made him feel good inside, after all. Settling himself into the best spot up in the tree with the nicest view and the most comfortable branch to lean against, Eadon silently ate more cotton candy, watching as the other three quickly joined him up in the branches overhead, feeling a little bit mug and all around content. Anyone felt content when they had delicious sugary food, though. Even back in the real world he had been a huge fan of cotton candy. It was awesome to be able to have it again, and the real stuff at that - not just the tasteless gunk some of the stalls had been selling in its place. "Look the fireworks are starting!" Eadon called out, grinning happily. Over the city, dozens of brought and beautiful lights were starting to appear, making a wonderful display. Eadon glanced down and saw the children of the people of the land from before, and the super excited expressions they wore. Perhaps... being trapped here wasn't so bad. They could bring so much to this world. Make it better. Both for themselves, and the people living here. Things could only start looking up from here on out.

WORDS: 533 TAGS: Eadon , @ruetheday , Icyferno , @besavel SONG: Boom NOTES: Sorry it took a while. I'm back at university, so things have been hectic on my end. :)

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