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

[daisy023]

[But eventually, everyone adapts. And Spartans, even those that were never meant to settle in, can also do it. Whenever if it's a testament to what she was as a soldier, or as a girl that missed her old life, Daisy never truly understood over her year in Luceti.

She picks the pizzas from the oven. Hers is larger - very much so. While the meals are just out of the oven when they are set on the table, Daisy makes a few soft waves of her hand -- sending waves of wind to cool them down. Daisy only stops upon realizing what she may have thought of as bizarre twelve months ago.]

[semper_cogitans]

[It's not too bizarre - though Robert takes a moment to figure out what she's actually doing, because he just hasn't learned to identify magic at a glance yet.]

... It is... fascinating, when... m-magic becomes so... mundane to us...

[daisy023]

[Once she recovers from the sudden thought, she resumes sending spectral waves of strong air to the pizzas.]

Alternate laws of reality. Some people weren't even used to seeing only humans.

[Once Daisy believes they may have cooled down enough, she takes a huge portion of her pizza.]

[semper_cogitans]

[Meanwhile, Robert studies his pizza, waiting it to be an almost exactly even temperature, before he begins to primly cut it into an almost perfect eighth.

And then he uses a knife and fork, to actually cut that slice...]

... Indeed. I can... only imagine how that must have f-felt...

[daisy023]

[Having never eaten pizza before, Daisy does not see anything strange in Robert's use of utensils with the food.

For her part, the size of the pizza was enough as a small meal. But she eats calmly, and in silence, as she watches the fireworks outside.]

[semper_cogitans]

[To be fair, the mun has seen people eat pizza that way even now.

A few minutes pass this way, with them both ruminating on their food and enjoying the sight of the coloured lights dancing across the utensils...

Finally, though, Robert breaks the silence.]

... Thank you, for... for coming with me, here.

[daisy023]

[From her big plate, she smiles to him.]

No, Robert. Thank you.