The Cultural Fair

[wise_maiden]

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!)

Comments

[stillplaying]

[She rotates the coconut around until she finds Jack's eyes. There are three of them, all on the top of the strange fruit.] These? Stab through these?

[all7seas]

Aye! They're not the seeing-sorts of eyes, sweetheart. You don't have to worry about hurting it. [This joke is very gently delivered, really.]

[stillplaying]

[It's received with a frown. A frown and a very serious look. Was that supposed to be funny?] It's fruit.

[Not alive. Not capable of being hurt. But she stabs it carefully anyway, concerned with preserving the milk he mentioned.]

[all7seas]

Aye. Fruit. Odd that they call it a nut, isn't it. Or possibly it is a fruity nut. I've never been that concerned with classifications of fruitish things, myself.

[stillplaying]

[She raps her knuckles on the outer layer of the fruit. It's hard. Not at all surprising that it's called a nut.

But she's too busy carefully removing the spike and wiping it clean with her shirt to comment. Katniss glances at him, curious.] Can I just drink the milk or does it have to be treated?

[all7seas]

Treated? [He clears his throat.] I suppose, lass, if you're inclined to...to show it some kindness before you drink its innards...

[stillplaying]

[It takes her a moment. A moment in which, once again, she looks at him as if he's mad.]

I mean with chemicals. Iodine. Is it safe to drink?

[all7seas]

[Still...not...understanding...OH. Safe!] Aye, lass! Coconuts are safe as churches! Best thing when you're not sure of your water supply.

[stillplaying]

[A nod. Okay. She'll trust you on this. If just because you really haven't steered her wrong yet.

So she takes a sip. And then makes a bit of a face. It's not what she expected.]

[all7seas]

What's wrong? You look though you've drunk a ghost.

[stillplaying]

This doesn't taste like milk.

[all7seas]

Hush! It's delicious! An' good for you! And lovely for cooking with! Tell me this: you ever have curry?

[stillplaying]

Once. [It was a yellow dish, she remembers. With chicken and vegetables and a little bit spicy.] In the Capitol.

[all7seas]

I bet you a thousand gold pieces I can make the best curry you've ever tasted.

[stillplaying]

[Even though she had her berries to snack on in the forest, her stomach rumbles at the thought. The curry she had had was strange but certainly delicious. Wasn’t everything in the Capitol? But as eager as she looks to accept the bet, her face quickly falls.]

I don’t have a thousand gold pieces.