lucetilogs | The Cultural Fair

Who: Everyone! Or as close to that as possible, please. \o/
What: The Cultural Fair
When: April 25th-26th, though the earlier set-up days (22nd, 23rd, and keeping everything dry on the 24th) are also encouraged to help get a feel for it
Where: All around the town square
Summary: Also here.
Rating: ... is this a thing?

Note: Booths can be labeled as separate comments! Just put [booth name] or something in the subject line so people can find top level comments easier. Work was probably started for it on the 22nd-23rd for labor purposes, sheltering things from the weather on the 24th, and the actual Fair is on the 25th-26th, so using any of those dates and figuring out where your characters are helping would be good. CHARACTERS ARE WELCOME TO TAG THE LOG FOR INTERACTING WITH OTHERS, NOT JUST BOOTHS, SO FEEL FREE TO TAG IN! Also a character who might not know what's going on is welcome to walk by and question it! And so forth.

I'll leave the descriptions up to you all as there probably isn't much that is too uniform about the displays, as everyone is encouraged to be creative about it. Think of it as something on a much smaller scale than the festival from a year ago, definitely, but how hard the characters worked isn't something I could define for each of you. That said there are plenty of unique sights, so enjoy browsing! Thank you!

(Also, please add your name tags!)

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"Oh, no no no, my tall and rainbowly winsome lass -- the new shell game!"

She's a sight, but it's a nice one, really. Jack likes dramatical ladies.

She smiled a little at 'rainbowly.' "What's new about it? Do I get to guess which cups are empty?"

"Ooooor you get to give me a bit of a bauble to hide under an empty coconut?"

"Provide your own bauble? That is new. Let me guess, if I lose you get to keep it."

"ONLY if it's something worth keepin', really. Maybe something for my hair."

It was jangling, his hair; a silver cross from Buffy ornamented the largest of the dreadlocks. The rest held beads and other forms of currency from his world.

Bending down, Molly picked up a pebble from the ground. "Will this do?"

"...........No." Try again, woman.

"Why not?" She tossed the pebble up and caught it. "It's even round."

"It's a stone." Not shiny. Not valuable. Not hair-wearable.

Heh. Well. She already knew Harry had spilled the beans to Jack, so... after a quick glance around, Molly focused and opened up her closed fist, containing the pebble that... didn't look much like a pebble anymore.

"So is this."

It was a small but complex illusion - she'd even changed the texture of the pebble so that it reflected the smooth surface of a ruby. It's appearance would hold as long as she held the illusion, but for such a small working, Molly barely felt it, even under Luceti's strange limitations. Only someone who was looking for an illusion would be able to detect the magic on it, but the trace of her will holding the illusion would enable her to track it as long as the spell held.

Oh, his Annie would look fine in such a treasure. Determined to win, the pirate reached for the now-shiny stoned.

"No funny business, eh? Fair and square?"

"It's a magic pebble. Of course there's funny business."

Under the shell it goes. "Right -- your job? Keep your eye on the shiny, mistress! Or both, if you prefer!"

She smirked, smug. "I think I can manage that."

Hey, she did warn him.

Jack's hands moved like a flash, swirling and switching those shells around at top speed. Can you follow the magic pebble? Do you notice when he oh-so-smoothly lets it drop off the side of the box and into his boot?

She was maintaining the illusion on the pebble, so she didn't need to follow it, though she still tried. The question was, what would she do with the knowledge she'd been snookered? She wasn't sure.

"That's some mighty fine handwork, Mister..."

The pun, unfortunately, was intended.

"Captain, darling! Captain Jack Sparrow! None of this 'Mister' business. And aye; you're not the first wench to say that of me."

And then Captain Jack Sparrow called me a wench.

She debated whether or not this was a plus or a minus on the tally between herself and Harry as she cocked her hip and planted a hand on it.

"I'm not surprised to hear that. Am I the first to suggest using one of these coconut shells as a hat?"

"...You'd be very fetching in it, really, great tall girl like yourself!"

And he was being truthful about that. This girl was impressive.

Well. She'd meant she was considering smashing it down on top of his head, but hey, a compliment's a compliment. So she winked at him, "I'm not really big on covering my hair."

And then planted her hands on either side of the table and leaned down. "So it's under one of these, is it?"

"Aye. Just under one. That's all. You get one pick and one pick only, lovely. After that? It belongs to me. Or my Annie, more properly."

Liar. But she doesn't really expect anything different. She's extremely tempted to call him on it, but like most people whose skill depends on subtlety, Molly knows the value of being underestimated.

"Your 'Annie?'"

"My lovely one. My Annie. Got to get her a ruby pendant, you see. This will do nicely for it!"

And he wouldn't even have to go on another mission to acquire one!

Aww, now she felt bad. Not too bad, because he was cheating, but...

"You've never heard the story of Cinderella, have you."

She shook her head, "Besides, you haven't won it yet."

"Cinderella? That the one about the filthy girl?" He nudged one of the shells into line. "Yet. I always win, I'll have you know. Shall we?"

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