Let the Festival Begin [Day 143 | Day 144]

[bastionmods]

Who: EVERYONE
Open: Open
When: Day 143 & 144
Where: All over the Bastion
What: The first two days of the Harvest Festival
Format Any
Warnings: None

For the past week or so, it may feel like to some that the Bastion is gearing up for something. And not anything bad, either. Something good and oh so needed. It's not just the people, the Caels and the Ura that are aware of what the coming days would mean if the world was still intact. It's like the very Bastion itself has suddenly gained new life, and there's a power over it that's greater than any person, creature or Core.

Anyone who is still awake as dawn breaks over the Bastion may find themselves inexplicably tired for no reason at all, and unable to give in to an intense need to close their eyes, just for a moment.

When everyone wakes, and I do mean everyone, the Bastion will be transformed. Decorations, lights strung across every angle, wreaths, tables with colorful cloths over them, streamers and banners and so much stuff just seemingly out of nowhere! The entire Bastion, suddenly a vibrant, beautiful place for a celebration. And not just any celebration.

The Harvest Festival!

Comments

[flared]

[He pouts.]

So what if I am?

[croceamors]

Do you even remember what we did the last time we got drunk together?

[Saix sure doesn't. And yes, he knows they're not drinking together that'll come later on his own and with Roxas, but still.]

[flared]

[... You just have to bring that up, don't you.

Axel stops reaching for the bottle immediately then slowly looks away, hand going up to ruffle up his hair. Ah... yeah.]

We just kind of drank. That's all I really remember.

[Which isn't entirely a lie. He remembers going back to Saix's house, but after that, things are sort of a blur. --Sort of.]

[croceamors]

That's the point. I'm fairly certain we both just blacked out after making fools of ourselves.

Do you really want to do that?

[flared]

[...]

Well, maybe not the blacking out part.

[Making fools of themselves, though? What's so wrong with that?]

[croceamors]

[Goddammit Axel]

The blacking out part seems inevitable.

[flared]

Hey, now, it doesn't have to be. You just gotta be smart about how you drink.

[Pats you on the shoulder there]

Don't worry. You'll learn.

[croceamors]

[Excuse you]

As though you're one to talk!

[flared]

[Oh~? What's this? Incoming griiiiiiiiiiin]

I still think I'm better at it than you.

[croceamors]

[Fuck your grins]

Please. You're just as dreadful as I am at holding liquor.

[flared]

[Well, if you insist~]

Nuh-uh. I've been getting better!

[... Gonna try to trick you into thinking he's been practicing, ok.]

[croceamors]

Oh really? So regularly getting intoxicated is now a habit of yours?

[flared]

I don't have to get drunk every time I drink, you know. I'm perfectly responsible.

[croceamors]

As it turns out, that's the exact opposite word I would use to describe you.

[flared]

[He frowns then slumps over the table, arms folded.]

So harsh. Admit it. Out of all the other people we worked with, I was totally the most responsible.

[croceamors]

Actually, I'd say Lexaeus had the most solid handle on anything. It's almost a shame he had to die, since he's the one who made me want to take up a life of mass murder the least.

[flared]

... Yeah, ok, so maybe he was all right.

[But still!]

Still. You didn't exactly trust him with your dirty work, now did you?

[croceamors]

If more of the Organization was like him, instead of being filled with people like Xigbar and Marluxia, I might almost have started to feel guilty.

[But everyone else were assholes, so who gives a fuck.]

Of course not. Besides, Zexion was already trusting him with his dirty work.

[flared]

[He rolls his eyes.]

There you go. That makes me better.

[Sparkle sparkle]

[croceamors]

Yes, you're much better for not paying any attention to the smug person who couldn't come up to your chin. Thank you for that.