Out with the old....

[sundead]

Who: Everyone
What: New Year's.
When: Dec. 31st, New Year's Eve, to Jan 1st, New Year's Day.
Where: Everywhere
Summary: It's New Year's, and the people of Luceti have a lot to reflect upon, and to look forward to. And on a more meta level, new journal names.
Rating: We'll see...

New Year's brings images of crowds, and songs, and fireworks; staying up til midnight and watching balls or bells being rung. But Luceti is a different time and place. Whether you're partying with friends or watching the sunrise, what are you doing today?

Comments

[menial]

['I mean, you have pink hair. That's kind of special. Mostly alien interfaces and Tsuruya have weird-colored hair, where I'm from, after all.']

How about something that doesn't involve other people?

[With a heavy load of sarcasm.]

Maybe a snack? I hear people like snacks.

[flockingjustice]

[ not really ] It's a pleasure to meet you, Brendan. ... May I ask you what Hoenn is like? [ he's now curious okay don't judge him ]

[godbent]

I'm just resting.

[Closing her eyes here. Yep]

[menial]

['Ah, docile Haruhi. As usual, would be cute if she weren't sick and with that grim lineface.']

Don't rest for too long. You don't want to fall asleep out here.

[godbent]

I won't, sheesh.

[ :C ]

[musubi]

Then you'll just have to do the best you can.

...Hang on, let me... [He digs around in his pocket, finally pulling out a ring, all sterling silver with a demonic face crafted onto it. He frowns.]

Eh. It's a little gaudy, but I always kinda liked it anyway. Went with my belt buckle. [He holds his hand out with the ring in it.]

[shadedsunlight]

Oh, yes. Amazing all the things that go on around here, it's nice how people are willing to pass their skills on. I wouldn't mind bringing some recipes from other worlds back too. There's so much I'd want to take back if I were ever sent home. Knowledge, of course.

[menial]

You look kind of like you're ready to.

[ledbythewind]

[Richard looks hesitant for a moment-- can he really accept something like this? But at last he does hold out his hand to take it, lips quirking up into a slight smile. ]

I think it suits you. I'm not sure it suits me quite as well, but I'll treasure it nonetheless. Thank you, Isamu.

[And he really, truly means it.]

[godbent]

Shut up.

[....Nodding off against the tree]

♥

[flockingjustice]

Erm... sometimes, yes. [ How does he explain this too a bird without possibly being offensive? ] I... like birds.

1/2

[flockingjustice]

It's quite beautiful regardless! Its plumage is so vibrantly--

[menial]

[He doesn't bother to repress the slight smile that comes to his lips.]

I'm not carrying you back.

['...I think I just signed up for carrying her back.']

[godbent]

[Shut up she's too busy lightly snoring :C ]

[flockingjustice]

[ -- wait a second. The phrasing of the sentence seems... odd. ] Did you conjure up the phoenix?

[menial]

[Pauses for a long moment. Then, in a low tone:]

Haruhi?

[When she presumably doesn't respond, he sighs deeply and goes over to see if he can pick her up or not.]

[ever_deceptive]

All right, all right. [He gently sets her down, crossing his arms in mock seriousness.] You'd better remember that promise, or else I might have to capture you again and hold you for ransom~

[godbent]

[Well she doesn't weigh that much more than ever... just coats]

[menial]

[It's more a question of if she'll wake up and start accusing him of assault and kidnapping. Still, with that accomplished, he'll start trudging back to the village, his mood surprisingly light, for reasons obscure even to him, as he occasionally pauses to shift her weight and looks at her.

'A peaceful night, a New Year... If I'm stuck here, I guess it could be worse.

...I should probably draw on her face or something, huh.'

But, of course, he doesn't have anything to draw with on him, so he'll just keep trudging on back until he gets back to Haruhi's house.]

[wannabolt]

I've got an even better idea. Maybe we could throw the next big party.

[C'mon. They might not be Pinkie Pie, but they've got some rad skills.]

[ever_deceptive]

Maybe the Malnosso just like you too much. You are a rather sweet girl.

[He's still just pleased that she's willing to try and get along with him.]

[ever_deceptive]

They've hit that limit of craziness, hmm? Can't get any stranger? That's an impressive feat.

[ever_deceptive]

[Mm, that's a lovely smile, too.] Probably. There are a lot of girls around their age.

I have noticed that Malnosso must be fond of younger people. There's a rather disproportionate number of teenagers and twentysomethings here. I wonder why that is.

[immamartillo]

[ Firo frowns, he does not want to think about levels of strangeness beyond Isaac and Miria. ]

I hope so. I can barely deal with 'em how it is.

[ No one else back home seems to encounter the same problems with the pair that Firo does. Surely Yeager would understand? He must have met somebody like that before. That Jogi guy or whatever sounded pretty strange. ]

Do you know anybody like that?

[musubi]

[Isamu smirks.] Yeah, I know. It suits my monstrous personality.

[He pats Richard on the leg.] ...It's starting to get pretty cold, though. I really should get you back inside.