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?

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[thenightmarebegins]

I wouldn't know.

[It's not like he thought to ask anyone... or go at all, at first.]

[lostinmyway]

Well, then, we're going to find out!

[thenightmarebegins]

Are we...?

[lostinmyway]

Oh, yes. We'll be at the party soon, so then we can see if your friends are there.

[thenightmarebegins]

[He sighs, but nods- he'll look around and ensure that nothing is amuiss or anything.]

[lostinmyway]

Are you going to look at the fireworks later?

[thenightmarebegins]

I was going to watch them.

[...From afar. Hidden somewhere alone.]

[lostinmyway]

Oh, then we should watch them together!

[thenightmarebegins]

You have no other plans?

[He'd assume she'd go off to be with other people.]

[lostinmyway]

Hmm.... Do I?

[Grune, plan?]

[thenightmarebegins]

[Ah, perhaps he should have realized that...]

I would have assumed you were meeting other... friends of yours...?

[lostinmyway]

Oh, I'm sure I'll see them later. Maybe we could watch the fireworks all together.

[thenightmarebegins]

Perhaps... it seems many people are out for this.

[lostinmyway]

Yes, everyone wants to have a good time together.

[Just like you--right, Vincent?]

[thenightmarebegins]

Along with the beginning of a new year...

[It seems a tradition that most people can understand.]

[lostinmyway]

The beginning of a new year?

[She's been told the reason they're celebrating by a few people now, but she's having trouble holding it in her head.]

[thenightmarebegins]

Yes... the beginning of the year according to Luceti.

[It's strange to think he's lost touch with home so much that he's not entirely sure he knows 'when' it's supposed to be, there.]

[lostinmyway]

Oh, then a party with all your friends is a very nice way to spend the first day of a new year!

[thenightmarebegins]

I suppose it is...

[lostinmyway]

Which friends would you like to see?

[thenightmarebegins]

[He hesitates, but be may as well.]

Well... there is someone.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune perks right up at that.]

Really?

[thenightmarebegins]

[Oh, why not. He confessed all of this to Cloud and the others after knowing them for less time than he's known Grune.]

Her name is... Lucrecia. She was here in Luceti for a time...

[lostinmyway]

[That...wasn't what she had been expecting.]

Oh, did she go home?

[thenightmarebegins]

[Of course it was going to be the angst-filled option, with Vincent.]

She did... I don't know if I'll see her again...

[And it's selfish to wish her here, but he does hope, does wish he could see her just once more.]