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Who: Everyone!
What: New Feather Party
When: Saturday Evening
Where: Rec Centre
Summary: Come one, come all! It's time for this cycle's New Feather Party!
Rating: PG -- to be changed in case of drunken shenanigans! Which are encouraged but it's a BYOB kinda deal. XD

[ooc: Alright everybody, here's how it works! Comment spam is the name of the game here and yes, my inbox can handle it! First comment is for anyone who's volunteered to help out and there's a lots of people so Selphie has already split everybody up into groups. aka: feel free to make your own groups. After that, there's just going to be general partyness going on! Threadjacking is more than encounraged (hell, it's expected and demanded) and there you have it! The grumps can come btw, they just can't grump at the party! xD]

The party was all set up and ready to go. The food had been delivered, the rec centre was thoroughly decorated and cheerful with its spring colours and Selphie was just hanging around waiting for the guests to arrive. Her small army of helpers had been hard at work since the day before and it hardened the perky brunette's resolve to make this one of the best parties she's ever thrown. A small part of her wished that her other friends from home and those who had left this place could be here to enjoy the party with everyone here. Even then, a larger part of her knows that it's better that they're not here.

Regardless, Selphie goes about getting this latest New Feather party arranged with every ounce of cheer and assuring those new people that not every people associated with Luceti is crazy. Giving them a welcoming environment to get to know some of their fellow residents is better than wondering what's going to happen next. Besides, it could help those shy people make some friends or get over their anxieties about social gatherings. Overall, Selphie felt that these parties were worth the hard work and would do them as many times as necessary.

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Good evening, Terra.

[Golbez swoops in with a glass of punch held out to her, just like a proper gentleman should.]

You seem to be having some difficulty.

Oh! Thank you!

[She takes it, then nods a little sheepishly.]

I...never know what to do during these things.

You're quite welcome.

[He lifts his visor enough to drink from his own, and gives her a nod.]

You're not the only one. I'm here because the people who organized this are family or as good as to me, but to be honest, I've been at a loss for what to do this whole time.

I'm glad I found you, at least.

[She sips the punch while listening to him.]

Well...you can help me guard the wall?

[A small self-depreciating smile forms. She's a born wallflower and knows it.]

I'm glad you found me, too. I don't like crowds much, but it's good to at least have someone you know around here.

[He gives a rumbling laugh in answer to that.]

I'll do my best to perform that duty admirably.

[He nods at that other comment, and settles back against the wall.]

Is there anyone else you know here?

[Terra glances around.]

Well, I know Selphie and Ceodore....

[Though she doesn't want to bother them when they're being affectionate.]

...and Locke is around, somewhere. He's too restless to stay put, though. I...sort of hoped that I'd know some of the New Feathers from home, but that didn't really happen.

Ah. They would probably be... occupied.

[He laughs at that thought. Kids.]

I don't believe I've ever met anyone by the name of Locke. Who is he exactly?

He's a treasure hunter and a member of the Returners, a resistance group opposing the Empire. He found and helped me when I was fleeing them. I owe him a lot....

Ah, I see. You must be glad to have him here with you.

[Terra nods.]

I am...but it's nice to have been able to make friends here, too. I wasn't sure that was possible, but somehow it just...happened.

In my experience, not that I have much, that's usually how it works. You find friends in the most unlikely places, usually not by searching for them but just by stumbling upon each other.

[Terra smiles a little.]

I'm too used to unpleasant surprises, that I forget sometimes that they can be nice, too. And...don't downplay your experience. It still counts for something, doesn't it?

Meeting new people is a gamble like that. You can either find a new friend, or a new enemy. Or more likely, somewhere in between.

Ah, I suppose you're right

It always seemed like new enemies were easier to make, at least where I'm from. But here....

[Terra takes another sip of her punch.]

...it's just so different.

I'd say it's the same for me, but a lot of that has to do with my own actions.

[Deep drink of punch there.]

[That gives her pause and now she feels sheepish.]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you think about all that.