Springtime Harvest

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Who: mikangirl, threeswordsoul, their immediate families by demand, their extended families, friends, and orchard workers by invite. (That's... a lot of people >_>a)
What: Mikan harvest!
When: All day, 24th April
Where: Nami and Zoro's fictional mikan orchard on the outskirts of town.
Summary: It's that time of year again in which the household sneakily gathers free fruit-pickers--uh, I mean, makes a celebration of the annual Spring harvest. Food, festivities, and fruit collection? Bring a basket.
Rating: Rated C. For cavities.



[The entire orchard is decorated for the event with streamers and flowers along the fences; pinwheels, too, though they're always there. There's a looot of fruit to be picked, and Nami will supply baskets for everyone-- and anyone who comes bearing a basket of their own can take it away filled with fruit at the end of the day. In the meantime, enjoy the scenery and the food and drink and each other's company. The harvest ends at sunset.]

[ooc: Cross-thread and threadjack to your heart's content. You can be out amongst the trees, in where the food is being served (there'll be a few tables to sit at on the back porch area), lurking in the house for whatever reason or anything else you can think of to do at a huge family gathering like this :|a The food is delicious, supplied by Sanji - and beware the roving Hughes with his camera. |D

I will also be slow as hell to begin with because my internet is dead, but pfft there are a lot of other people at this thing. SCRATCH THAT I LIED. What the hell, computer. B| ...anyway, go nuts.]

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[alabastajewel]

[For a moment, Vivi starts to pull back a little, worrying they are getting a little carried away in public. Then again...this isn't exactly public, is it? After all, she purposely led Vash back here where they'd be away from prying eyes. She relaxes, leaning into him and kissing him a little harder.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash's mind doesn't even spend one moment thinking of who might see. Usually he's much more shy, but now that they've gotten going he doesn't care anymore.

His hands almost work on their own. He won't remember thinking of it once everything is said and done. The zipper, they want to find the zipper to that gorgeous dress she had put on that morning. It had fit her so well, but now all he wanted was to see it off her.]