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Who: Everyone! New Feathers especially.
What: New Feather welcome party!
When: Thursday, 5 pm.
Where: Battle Dome
Summary: IT'S A SUMMER PARTY
Rating: Worksafe, I reckon!
It's cold out there today, isn't it? Sure, it's not snowing but once you get into the Battle Dome, it'll be comfortably warmer. Warmer, not warm. Follow the tiny paper arrows and you'll probably find yourself in, well...summer!

It certainly looks convincing enough (a pool, a volleyball court, deck chairs, everything that you'd think you'd find at a pool party) and feels convincing enough (take off that coat! Aren't you hot?) so why not not step in? The barbecue's sizzling and there's some nice cold drinks at the cooler.

C'mon in, the water's awesome!

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"He seems the instructive sort. He speaks of it with the same manner as a teacher, yes? I am not surprised he saw fit to instruct you." Though actually learning it for herself would be something Adele was, still is, and always shall be wary of doing.

Ah, a love festival. Or relationship festival? It was unlike anything Adele had heard of. Once her mouth is no longer full of burger she offers "A celebration of relationships, be they platonic or romantic. It must have been lovely."

"He's a headmaster back in his own world and he helps out at the school here. He's a wonderful teacher and you can tell." She's full of pride for her dear friend, but it's hard not to me. Ginia always thought Helios was the idea teacher, kind, passionate about what he taught, willing to help his students in whatever way.

"It was. All sorts of delicious food, fireworks, just a nice friendly event. I was lucky to arrive right before it."

"I suppose if I am to ask anyone for instruction in Filial magic, I should ask him." Even if she was still uncomfortable with the idea of 'communing with spirits' in order to learn or use their magic. The whole system feels odd to her but Helios might make it more tolerable.

"This may not have fireworks, but there is delicious food and a very cordial event. I must say that it is an excellent way to welcome all of us New Feathers."

"It's one of the traditions around here. Every cycle has its own themed party. Besides from a tropical party in July and a Thanksgiving feast in November, September was both a New Feather party and a celebration party. The village got together and put on A Midsummer Night's Dream." Ginia beams at the show, remembering how nicely it'd all come together. It'd been a magical night indeed. "That was a lot of fun."

"Shakespeare? That must have been quite entertaining. Who was in charge of the production, and filled each part?" Adele can't help but wonder if Giles, Ginia, or Helios took part in the production. Though the idea of Helios on stage and performing in any capacity makes her laugh. The man couldn't hold a conversation without stuttering, how would he ever be able to perform Shakespeare?

"Frederic was. We made it a bit of a musical actually, added in some orchestration and all. Plenty of people helped out, it was quite spectacular." It was Giles, Ginia, and Helios, of course they helped out. Giles and Ginia performing in the orchestra and building the set, Helios providing special effects during the performance, it was all a wonderful village effort.

"A Midsummer Night's...musical?" For a moment Adele stares at Ginia, utterly dumbfounded by this concept. A ballet of it, she'd seen. The play, a book, one or two film adaptations, but a musical? The very idea makes her shoulders tremble and eyes well up with tears for laughing. It's high and bright and the years just melt off of her like this, the echo of the woman she'd been shining through.

Yes, they made it a musical of sorts. Laugh as you will, but it'd been a beautiful production, very elegant and true to form. With Frederic writing the music, it had to have been wonderful. Still, Ginia can't help but chuckle along because she knows how absurd it must sound.

"Yes, that's correct, and it was amazing, so there."

"...such a mature way to end your argument Ginia." Adele's still snickering, unable to attempt any semblance of a glare at all.

"I'm lounging on a beach chair by a pool and I'm enjoying a delicious hamburger. I can't bother with maturity right now."

Edited 2012-02-05 19:51 (UTC)

"We are all entitled to frivolity when we're at informal gatherings, are we not?"

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