(open) celebrating everything it took to free us from the land of the broken and betrayed

[whatsupcroc]

Date & Time: February 12th - February 14th
Location: Throughout Exsilium
Characters: ANY & ALL
Summary: Separation Awareness Day is a festival and time of celebration for the hard won and retained freedoms of those who live on the island of Exsilium. Separate from the United Earth, they continue to exist, and thrive in their own way. As those identified as teenagers and children are showered with gifts of sweets, foods, and toys from the adult population, merchants are selling on the streets and color had invaded the often grey atmosphere. Feasting is practically a law, singing can be heard in the streets, and instruments that may stay safely indoors most the year are brought out to encourage dancing and such other frivolities as are rarely seen.

The night of the 14th there are fireworks shows throughout the city, with the most impressive display being launched from the remains of Buckingham Palace.

Warnings: Festivities!

Date your threads as you will, and feel free to use this as a Valentine's exploration as well for those more inclined to appreciate a holiday from home amidst the celebrations of a whole different sort of world!

Comments

[velveteened]

- ow!

( he can't help but yelp in surprise as they go down. and he'd been having a lot of fun dancing and playing around too...of course, when he tries to see just who fell onto him, his face gets immediately covered with someone's hand, so he's left sputtering under there until she finally notices and moves. he pulls himself up onto his elbows, wincing a little, and not quite looking at her just yet as he rubs his head. )

...ahahah, it's okay. ( A LITTLE WEAKLY ) You didn't mean to, right? So it's fine.

[motioned]

[She stands up hurriedly, reaching down to give him a hand so he can do the same, and - that's when she sees who it is. There's an annoyed sound as she withdraws her hand quickly, crossing her arms over her waist instead.]

It's you!

[velveteened]

( he actually reaches up to take the hand, leaving him grasping at thin air as she moves away. he recognizes the voice now of course, the strange girl who claims to be gil's daughter and dislikes him for some strange reason. )

Ah. If it isn't Ahiru.

[motioned]

[A pause, and then she holds her hand back out to him. She's not awful, after all, though she doesn't look happy about it.]

Are you hurt?

1/2

[velveteened]

( oh, that's unexpected. )

[velveteened]

( he takes her hand and lets her help him back up, though he lets go as soon as it's done so as to not make her uncomfortable (or push his luck) or anything. )

No, I'm alright! I'm pretty resilient, don't worry.

[motioned]

Good.

[And then, she turns, as if to leave - but a thought comes over her and she moves back to him for a moment, reaching into her bag to grab a small bundle of chocolate she'd be giving and holding it out to him.]

For the cookies.

[Her debt is repaid etc etc.]

1/2

[velveteened]

( he pauses, giving the chocolate a surprised look. )

[velveteened]

It's alright! You didn't eat them anyway which is kind of a shame, so you don't have to do that.

( waving her off! )

[motioned]

[s t a r e s]

I know I don't have to.

[And yet the chocolate remains!!]

[velveteened]

( .....stares back )

So, I'm saying it's fine. You like chocolate, right?

[motioned]

Just take it!

[it's not like i like you or anything]

[velveteened]

( nope.jpg )

Anyway, I should be thanking you.

[motioned]

[That actually catches her off guard.]

What? No, you shouldn't!

[velveteened]

For helping me back up! I'm not so impolite that I wouldn't.

[motioned]

[stop being polite she can't handle this!!]

It's not necessary... But fine.

I-I still want you to take the chocolate, though!

[velveteened]

( no!!!!

but after a doubtful moment, he'll reluctantly (surprisedly) hold out a hand. )

[motioned]

[She blinks, too, but then deposits the chocolates into his open hand.]

There.

[velveteened]

Thanks, Ahiru!

( bright smile as he curls his fingers around the bag. oz stop thanking her already god. )

[motioned]

You don't have anything to thank me for!

[stop confusing her god!!!]

[velveteened]

Right, right! Of course.