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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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[He'd though Rydia might have told some others, so isn't too surprised it came up.]

It took some time to readjust but... it's worked.

I'm glad. Rydia had asked me to keep an eye out for your return. It seems I've missed you.

This is certainly a good opportunity for you to get out and about after that experience.

[It IS the first day in a while Kain's felt his power is settled enough that he can get out, so there is that. He was tired of hanging around the house.]

I've had enough of remaining indoors.

I can understand. Staying indoors for long periods may seem like a prison at times.

It's not something I ever enjoy.

[Nor is he ever good about sticking to it, but he has a feeling Rydia purposefully made sure to be around enough that he didn't have as much of a problem with it this time.]

Hmm. What sort of penalty did you have removed?

[Now that it's lifted, it's not as much a sore point as it used to be... he'd not have discussed it when he had it.]

My connection to the wind element... had been taken.

Connection to the wind element...how curious.

[It was certainly curious, the kinds of penalties people would suffer, from senses to memories to abilities, etc.]

It's my greatest strength, and essential to being a proper dragoon... which is why I said nothing of it while I was lacking it.

[It was also a lot like having part of his soul ripped out, especially when he'd first experienced it, but... that part is the stuff he'll keep to his thoughts alone.]

So you lose your greatest strength when you die? That does sound a bit unsettling.

At the very least, it is good to know that you can have it restored.

[Generally speaking, of course.]

Not always one's greatest strength. Anything is possible. I lost my voice the first time I died here. All penalties could be restored over time, but... I don't recommend ever dying in the first place.

[He's only taken so long with this first one because he'd not known at first and then had been reluctant to trust THEM to help.]

So that's why you've been unable to speak...

Would it not be more productive to regain your voice?

[Serious business face here.]

Nothing means more to me than the wind.

[Have another serious business face.]

Of course...but you can still regain your voice later, correct?

In time, yes, whenever John is willing again. I get the impression that he cannot fix them too quickly in a row. But someday...

All right...I would not expect you to go through this so soon anyhow. This experience has obviously taken its toll on you.

[It really did, even if Kain hates to admit that.]

I'm far better off now than I was.

I'm glad to hear that.

[He glances out into the room again, making sure the party's going smoothly.]

[Kain nods, he's at least glad to be through with that whole ordeal.]

If you'd like to move on, don't let me keep you.

I don't have anywhere in particular to go at the moment...

[But something else does come to mind.]

Are you...enjoying yourself?

[Meaning at the party, whatever Kain considers "enjoying himself."]

[He takes a moment to consider that and then nods.]

More than I expected.