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Who: Anyone who wants to come!
What: Autumn (Equinox) Celebration
When: Today, at 9PM to Midnight (and maybe even after)
Where: Around the Rec Center
Summary: Brigade party! There's food! There's lights! There's music! There's fireworks!
Rating: A for Abacus

There were lights! Autumn-appropriate decorations! There were tables of food (though very little of it is vegetarian friendly)! There was even a stage for music and entertainment! Still waiting was the fireworks to take place at midnight, but otherwise things were set up to more or less respectable Brigade standards. Maybe Haruhi hadn't done it herself, but it was done well enough, thanks to the efforts of being coordinated by Mikage.

The stage was left open for anyone to perform that wanted to. The karaoke machine had been dragged outside for people to sing along to, regardless of talent, or otherwise just to play music when no one was on stage. Naturally inside the Rec Center itself is a variety of pool tables, foosball, air hockey, and a TV with some video games. Just enough to keep things a little fun. If only there was a pool.

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WHERE ARE YOU? I KNOW YOU'RE HERE!

[Party Planner Mikage is on the job! He's hanging out here and there at the red center, checking all the areas and poking people at random to see how they're enjoying themselves. Normally he'd be just chilling out, but since this is his first time overseeing an event, he'd like to see it done well.

Still, he's all smiles even if something isn't perfect, and he's followed by his chipper new partner, Charlotte III. Who is surprisingly well-behaved, if a little hyper due to OMG PEOPLE.]

[ooc: going out so any tags will come after my return |D]

A party? A party! Her FIRST party. Rapunzel is nervous. Will she say anything strange that will make people stare? Will there be any villains there? Will someone accidentally step on her hair? Will there be people there who don't LIKE long-haired people?

She tentatively enters the rec center and looks around, nervous but hoping to make a good impression. Maybe this basket of goodies that she brought will help people to like her. Maybe she'll see a familiar face.

[It's the festive air that gets her in the end. She's always had a soft spot for celebrations. For community, but mostly as an onlooker.]

[She makes a hand seat for herself, to avoid sitting on the grass in a skirt, and waits to see who she will see.]

[Terra can be found outside, staring at the Rec Center with uncertainty. She's heard about the celebration, but the thought of being among so many people has her a bit uneasy. How many of them know her and her secrets? How many will be disappointed when she doesn't remember them? It's all a bit overwhelming to think about, and so she's frozen where she is, indecisive.

Nudge her?]

[Hovering around the party like this kind of awkward. Sokka is wishing it would be over, but trying to pretend to be a good host and enjoy it. He's just glad Mikage took over most of the preparation. Consequently he wanders around the party trying not to draw attention to himself. Worst night ever.]

[ -- Wait, why is Lightning here?

Good question, because she's probably not entirely sure herself. Perhaps she heard that there would be fireworks and she's feeling nostalgic in a weird way, or maybe it's... something else?

In any case, yep, there she is, wearing a new white jacket and with her long pink hair lazily braided over one should. She's pretty much keeping to herself, of course... but watching the pool tables inside the rec center - and whoever happens to approach them - with a particularly sharp eye, too. ]

[He's preeeeeetty much forcing himself out of the house at this point. Socializing! Right. That was good, sure. He rubs his neck as he makes his way into the rec center.

Maybe he'll just...get some food and slip back out. Go sit by the river, or something. He wouldn't be able to do that much longer as the weather began to turn.

Or maybe he'll see a friendly face and force himself to have a real conversation. He hasn't had many of those lately. Time will tell.]

[Drying the sweat from his face and brow with his muscle tank - which is not all too useful, given that it is already somewhat damp - Mac steps out of the Battledome, exhausted but feeling a some sense of accomplishment after a long work-out. A sense of happiness is lacking, however. It hasn't been the easiest week and he has been hurting for some good company; male company more than anything, admittedly, because he didn't know of anyone whom he could consult and confide in and feel comfortable with. He didn't know of anyone who was there to listen patiently, to place his hand on his shoulder, to tell him it was alright when he felt lost and confused. He didn't know anyone like Doc.

Mac isn't sure what the gathering is about, but it seems kind of interesting... better than hanging out in his room, at any rate. There are a lot of people mingling, many of whom he doesn't recognize, but they seem to be a lively bunch and- - oh MAN, they had hot dogs!

As if on cue, his stomach growls at him like a temperamental dog. Gee, he can't remember being invited to this party, though, and it wouldn't be right to snatch up something and run...]

[Toph is waiting by the game tables. Oh sure, she's been to the snack table. She's listened to the crummy music. Now she's waiting for whoever dares challenge her to a game of air hockey or foosball. Don't pay any mind to the fact that she's substituted the puck and ball for light stone ones of the same weight.

Who's brave enough to challenge a blind girl? Or make sure she doesn't run right into people as she moves about the cabin?]

[Leon is here because ... well, it's a Brigade event. He kinda has to be around. But it's cool and he doesn't actually have to do too much, so he can hang out and enjoy the atmosphere after he's stashed the fireworks for later in the evening.

He looks curiously at the table games, especially the pool one. Even though he had a better idea of what it was now, he still hadn't tried his hand at it.]

[ so Glitch is present and meandering and mingling, like a mingley meanderish thing. he's relaxed a bit, more settled, and...

...and fascinated by the music, which is unlike anything he's heard before. nice beat though, and he's swaying, foot tapping, getting dangerously close to dancing. someone intervene to stop him, or encourage him, whichever works. ]

ooc: I'm sneaking off to sleep soon, tags in the morning!

Edited 2011-09-24 03:34 (UTC)

[Is this another party she just so happened upon at the last minute? Why yes, yes it is. Now whilst she knows that today is the autumn equinox she never would have guessed there would be a party thrown for such a thing.

Of course happening across a party by chance has a few downsides. For one she was just heading back from the library with a number of books. So many books in fact that it's very difficult for her to see ahead of herself.

Feel free to say hello to bookstore, or perhaps have a couple of books dropped on you as she walks into you. Expect flailing and lots of apologies.]

[Jet will just be over in the corner by the stage, sipping his drink.
The odd assortment of games aside, festivals like this are much easier to get down with than the others Jet has seen. Lucetiland was fun and all, but this is much more homely. Besides, It's not like traveling minstrels brought music to the woods all ~~much.~~ The music, while foreign, is a nice distraction for once.

Another perk to music? Volume- Maybe it'll drown out any other ridiculous nonsense his mouth will decide to spew out today.]

[Guy strolled into the festivities casually, as the party was something he happened to walk across when stretching his legs over the grounds of Luceti. He hadn't discovered much, really, mostly due to being completely exhausted. Sleeping on sore wings was something one needed to get used to, particularly on nights when the scare of waking up convinced one was an imprisoned spy by Nazi Germany haunted him still. He couldn't shake the feeling yet. Not with a bloody tattoo on the back of his neck that had a bar code and a numbering system. This city didn't feel like a camp but it had the stench of one in its shadows.

He meanders over into the Rec Center where the pool tables are, a lit cigarette perched between his lips.

Discovery of the shops had at least granted him something to wear besides those white trousers, even if the only suits he seemed to find were too large by a long shot. The brown trousers are folding over themselves in a crumple atop his stockinged feet, the sleeves of the blue button down shirt rolled up so they at least cling to his arms. Half of it is tucked in, exposing the cinch of the belt that keeps the pants from falling off completely.

A mop of sagging clothes and cigarette smoke haze, brown tousled curls and pouted lips, he hovers over the pool tables with an oversized jacket on his arm and a smirk only just tugging at his lips.

If you come close enough, he smells like he's wearing gin for a cologne.]

[It's the music that draws Walter down the street and towards recreational center that he's never really investigated before. It certainly wasn't in Luceti when he had last been there, but it seemed harmless enough.

Parties were never his thing, but he'll hang around close enough to look at the different forms of entertainment. ...And the rest of the technology he wasn't familiar with.]

[Saki had been avoiding contact with most people for a while now, and has decided that perhaps a little socialization would do some good. This little celebration offered him an excellent chance to at least appear as though he is mingling with others.]

[Don't mind the talented young girl singing away on the karaoke machine ever so often. She's been needing something to do to get her spirits up a bit more; being all alone in a big apartment starts to get to anyone after a few days.

But it's good to have a nice party as a distraction. When she's not singing she'll be scoping out the food tables since that looks pretty good. There's not really much else to do but hang around and watch other people.]

[it's the promise of fireworks that really draws her, though people gathering at all was welcome. It's almost felt like home, with the food and the crowd and the music (however unskilled) and she found herself stepping to the side more to soak it in than to avoid the press of people.

Soon, she'd step back in.... maybe ask someone to show her how the video games worked or try to cajole Archie into singing (not that she predicted success in that venue). And she'd definitely stay to watch the fireworks. But for this moment, at least, she nurses a (mostly untouched) drink and just enjoys the atmosphere itself.

Dwarfed in clothes that look much too big for her slight frame, and already overshadowed by a mostly taller crowd, she might be easy to miss...but she's alright with that. When she's ready, she's sure she'll be able to move back into the action without missing a step]

[Well away from the stage, a thin man in a ragged black coat has a borrowed violin and is using it to fiddle (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yknWUhpJfDI).

The music from the stage might be ill-practised, but it's music nonetheless, and that's a comfort. So is the food, strange as it all seems to him, and the large groups of people. Many people, much conversation, and the chance to slip about nigh unseen and listen, engage where he saw it appropriate.

Yes, it was this sort of environment in which Stephen Maturin-- for reasons completely different than those of the man he'd come with-- was quite at home in this party.]

Edited 2011-09-25 01:08 (UTC)

[Ginia is mostly wandering around the party, taking things a bit easier this time. There are a few things still on her mind so she'll be a content little wallflower, observing people and their activities from afar though always happy to converse. Tonight she's simply content to relax and enjoy an evening out of the apartment and off of work.

On occasion she'll be setting up a game of pool and practicing her shots, or watching any performances going on at the stage. Come midnight, she'll definitely be outside to watch the fireworks.]

[Richard's here more out of curiosity than anything else, because he's discovered that attending festivals is actually kind of fun when he doesn't have to do it in an official capacity. He's not sure what you do at an equinox festival, but it seems entertaining enough, and there are enough people here to keep it from being boring.

He also seems to be eying the karaoke machine with great interest... he's not sure he wants to give it a try alone, though.]

[As a member of the Brigade ~~more or less~~ and a party maniac, Kazooie is most definitely living it up at this party. Who cares if the food isn't vegetarian-friendly? Kazooie is eating it! And there is a good chance she'll grace (and by grace one means horrify) the villagers present at the party with a song. After all, she is a bird.

... She doesn't have much of a singing voice, though.

She can also be found trying out the sports much like they're minigames, timing herself to get a certain number of points in a certain amount of time - don't be surprised if she expresses frustration for failing these self-set challenges - or in general hovering around bothering people.]

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