Event Log - Love at the Lake

[lucetimods]

Who: All you people, can't you see, can't you see?
What: Part two of el evento del amor, the lake festival
When: March 1st
Where: The Southern Lake
Summary: An absolutely ordinary week in Luceti ends on a high note, with a festival to tickle everyone's fancy.
Rating: up to PG-13, or take it off-comm please

Comments

[halflived]

There were a lot of things I didn't know apparently. [And he shrugs again, reaching over to half-ruffle Fayt's hair. Please don't pry more, he's in a pretty decent mood.]

Then how about we discuss getting you dry? I don't think that sweater will hold out for very long.

[etherealblast]

[Wow, that's a role reversal. He shakes his head beneath that hand, though, sending water spraying all over Aleos with the motion. He won't pry about the brother thing with how avoidantly he's phrased his response, but he will file the information away to poke at later.]

Sounds like a plan to me. maybe one of those booths still has some blankets left.

[halflived]

[Rude, does he look like he wants to be wet? Not that he says anything about it beyond blinking in surprise a few times.]

You should probably go find it now then, before all the couples do. Or you can raid the cabins, too. [Which would also be rude and risk walking in on something.]

[etherealblast]

...The cabins work too. They probably have bathrooms and towels.

[Maybe even hairdryers. Hey, a guy can hope right?]

[halflived]

... Do you plan to take a full-on shower in there? [Not that it would be a bad idea, but it doesn't really do much for the wet clothes situation.]

[etherealblast]

Maybe? It's going to take a while for my clothes to dry. [He shrugs, considering.]

I was actually hoping they might have hairdryers though. A long shot, but it'd be a lot faster than a towel.

[halflived]

That does sound like a long shot. [... You know what, maybe he should hand the hot chocolate over, too. It still felt plenty warm enough as he shoves it in Fayt's hands.]

But you do whatever you need to do to avoid a cold, because those are always unpleasant.

[etherealblast]

[Fayt takes the hot chocolate, but he pointedly doesn't drink it. He had a suspicion....

At least it was warm.] Hope springs eternal, right? But really, I'd just be glad for someplace warm and dry.

[halflived]

[Drink it or not Fayt, just don't go throwing it in his face or he'll call upon his good friend the earth again.]

Then let's get going finding you that warm and hope, shall we?

[So he can intervene if Fayt does something regrettable again.]

[etherealblast]

Right. [He grins a little, shrugging to get the hair out of his eyes before heading off in the direction of the cabins. There had to be a few free of occupants, right....?]

[halflived]

[Hey if Fayt wants to go breaking in to cabins to find blankets, that's fine by him. But he is not going to be the one checking to see if there is anyone inside.

He's just the self-designated guardian of what's left of the guy's dignity, following after him closely.]