Just one night

[godbent]

Who: Everyone! Presented by the SOS-Brigade!
What: People enjoying a good time
When: Sunset onwards (so 9:30ish PM plus)
Where: The main square of the village
Summary: It's Tanabtata, and Haruhi likes Tanabata. As a result, there will be fireworks and a little food and wishes to be made.
Rating: PGish I assume unless people do things in public??


[So it's Tanabata - Haruhi loves this holiday (which other people like too, of course) and as a result tends to force a celebration for it on everyone else. That's why the Brigade has set up lanterns, a few food stalls, a small tea stall and other such stuff outside of the Brigade HQ tonight. She also has kimonos - she'll dress up the Brigade personally and she is dressed in a flashy one as well (and she'll dress up other people who look listless!) as well as bamboo shoots put there to write wishes on.

...There will be fireworks later tonight, but it's a small get together. Just some dishes made by her and some other members of the Brigade and tea. Lanterns to set a mood, and linger. Feel free to get involved however you well please

Mass interaction log of course]

Comments

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[Hands... in... your... face! DX]

[ledbythewind]

[Isamu, are you really sure you want to be doing that to someone who is currently attempting to pick you up? His balance was kind of shaky there to start with, and now all of a sudden he can't see.

PLEASE HOLD, FLAILING.]

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[At this point, it's likely they'll both fall over in a heap.

Which is preferable to being picked up.]

[ledbythewind]

[And yep, capsizing now.

Not preferable if you're the one acting as a landing pad, which Richard currently is. It's even less fun when both parties involved are on the bony side.]

Ouch...

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Your own damn fault.

[Trying to get up without hurting him now.]

[ledbythewind]

[The fact that he's chuckling should make it clear that he's just fine.]

Yes, I suppose it is. Are you all right?

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

I'm fine, bony.

[ledbythewind]

Are you referring to yourself?

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[Just gonna grab and hold up one of your scrawny arms for that one.]

[ledbythewind]

[Hey excuse me he is wiry okay. 8|

Now it's Isamu's turn to get a (gentle) elbow to the ribs.]

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Ow.

[ledbythewind]

I know I didn't do that hard enough to hurt.

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

That's why there wasn't any real force behind the ow.

[ledbythewind]

[Richard just chuckles for a moment before his eyes soften and, impulsively, he tugs Isamu into a hug. Looks like some of the things he's learned in Luceti haven't changed.]

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Hmph.

[He hardly struggles.]

You're a loser, you know that?

[ledbythewind]

And you're friends with a loser, which makes you just as much of one as me.

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

Heh. Maybe.

[He sits there and lets Richard hug him, looking a bit distant.]

[ledbythewind]

[That certainly doesn't go unnoticed by Richard.]

... Isamu?

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

It's nothing. Feeling a little sentimental, maybe.

[ledbythewind]

... mm. Perhaps I am, too.

[He's pretty sure he can guess why, but he's not going to say so out loud. He feels the same way, after all. But he'll give Isamu a quick squeeze to indicate that he understands.]

[ingrate.livejournal.com]

[Isamu reaches around awkwardly to give the man a couple light pats on the back]

[ledbythewind]

[That awkwardness draws the corners of his lips slightly upwards into a smile. It's the thought that counts, anyway, and he appreciates it all the same.]