SPRING GALA!

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Plot Description: Spring Gala at the Fabre's!

Every year, Judge Fabre throws a birthday party for Asch and Luke's mother Suzanne. Because she's a bit sickly, the party is thrown outside when the air is the freshest in the spring. Any and all nobles and those of high standing in the community are invited, but there are... ways for the common rabble to get in and have a good time as well. Namely, the part of the manor ground's fencing that was torn down during the earthquakes. That, or maybe the guards are having a good time too and wandered away for some ...action. Either way, everyone's eligible! There will be food and drinks (children, mind the wine,) cake, dancing and more! Don't forget the fireworks at midnight, it might be something romantic for you and your sweetie. Wear something nice and mingle!

Warnings/Notes: Nothing but fancy outfits and maybe a little alcohol around here.


Welcome to the Fabre's, please enjoy your stay.

Comments

[hawkethat]

[Since they'd taken to camping together, it hadn't been much of a stretch to also travel together. When they had some place specific to be, Hawke usually lead, but when they didn't have anywhere in particular to go, he followed Merrill. She had a tendency to wander into the most interesting places. And this perfectly manicured garden was definitely an interesting place.]

It must take an enormous amount of time and effort to maintain.

[There's some skepticism and vague disapproval in Hawke's voice. Cultivated vegetable gardens are practical. Encouraging pretty flowers to grow around the house was something his younger sister and mother liked to do, but it was a free-time pursuit for the pair, and would be put on hold indefinitely in the face of other, more vital chores. Something so obviously decorative, and on such a large scale, was unheard of where he was from. No one had the time or resources to dedicate to such a project.

Meanwhile, both of Hawke's pokemon companions are eager to accompany Merrill's Mawile in its search for mischief.]

[bleeding_heart]

[Not knowing where you're going at pretty much any point ever makes for some interesting wanderings. It's a wonder Merrill was able to find her way to Union in the first place. She probably only succeeded because of how big it is.]

I wonder who does it all...

[Since she doesn't see anyone else around at the moment. But he's right - everything is so perfectly trimmed and pruned, and not a weed in sight. Claptrap the Mawile seems to be trying to get a game of hide and seek started with Hawke's Pokemon. Her Nincada is eager to join in, but her other Pokemon are sticking close by for the time being.]

[hawkethat]

Perhaps we'll find out if we wander for long enough.

[There are soft sounds of music and a dim buzz of many conversations on the breeze. It sounds like there might be quite a large number of people nearby.

Hawke's Lillipup and Houndour are both very interested in a game of hide and seek, so much so that Hawke suspects he may need to speak out a word of caution.]

Under no circumstances are you to set anything on fire, Sarge.

[Sergeant acknowledges him with a wag of his short tail and a brief, high-pitched whine. No fires! Got it!]

[bleeding_heart]

[The Pokemon immediately run off into the garden to romp and play. Meanwhile, Merrill seems more interested in the music.]

Do you hear that, Hawke? It sounds like a party.

[hawkethat]

I was just thinking that myself. Do you want to go see what's going on?

[Because Hawke sure does.]

[bleeding_heart]

Yes, let's.

[Merrill nods, smiling a little as she waves her Pokemon to follow.]

Come on, everyone. Adahlen. Spookytree. Crookbeak. Claptrap.

[hawkethat]

Alright then.

[Instead of calling the dogs' names, Hawke whistles, and his two Pokemon come running back, too.

Once everyone is gathered, he starts walking through the garden toward the music and gentle buzz of conversation.]

[bleeding_heart]

Do you think they'll have food?

[Living in the woods is nice and scenic, but even Merrill gets tired of berries.]

[hawkethat]

It'd be a terrible party if they didn't.

[Even someone from the backwater of backwaters knows that.

Aaaaaand that sure is a lot of people milling around in really fancy clothing over there. Hm.]

Something tells me we are going to look wildly out of place if we decide to proceed.

[bleeding_heart]

Oh, you're right... we aren't wearing hats at all.

[Yes, that is literally the only difference Merrill has detected between herself and Hawke and the people at the party.]

[hawkethat]

[Oh, Merrill...this is why he loves hanging out with you.]

It doesn't look like the servants are, either, though.

[bleeding_heart]

Maybe they'll think we're servants like they are.

[hawkethat]

Only one way to find out!

[If there's one thing he's learned from spending time with Merrill, it's that you can get away with an amazing amount of shit if you just do whatever it is you're doing confidently. Time to maneuver (confidently!) towards the buffet table!]