Event: The Thawing

[bravenewmods]

As discussions branch and mount in Union about how to handle Gigas's diplomatic overtures, news of a more pleasant variety reaches the city from Glacier. Although still rebuilding from their own city's far more disastrous dragon attack, the people have banded together to host "The Thawing", their annual celebration of the coming of spring. In appreciation of all Union has done for them, all citizens of that city are invited - encouraged, even - to attend. Glacier has its own pride, after all. It would like to show its new allies what it looks like at its best.

Just...don't expect to go without a sweater or a jacket. The city may be "thawing", but that doesn't mean it's warm.

Comments

this is so late because of school BUT STILL

[sparrowfeathered]

[Rose is here with a handy notebook. She's taking all sorts of notes -- because selling stuff from Glacier is a way to make a totally sweet profit. A totally, totally sweet profit! She stops, though, as she sees Sorey. She presently has some mead in a mug.]

Heeeey Sorey!

oh no is she drunk

[ruinsandchill]

[Sorey turns around, smiling when he spots Rose]

Hi, Rose. What's up?

she sure is

[sparrowfeathered]

Heeeeey Sorey!

[The repetition of what she just said is ominous, perhaps. Rose grins at him, before she drinks down some more of her mead.]

Isn't Glacier great? They have so much stuff! They've got warm coats. But no slippers.

[A nod.]

Slippers are very important, y'see.

savior help him

[ruinsandchill]

[...oh no. That mug looks like the mugs the people in the poetry contest are drinking.

Oh no.]

What do you mean, no slippers?

shhhhh it's okay, sorey (this is a lie)

[sparrowfeathered]

Slippers are the most comfortable thing ever. I was hoping Glacier would have... like... thousands of slippers. Ice slippers, Sorey.

[as if related, because it is:]

Hey, want some mead? [...she offers him her mug]

[ruinsandchill]

...you mean ice skates?

[Because they have those--oh no she's offering him booze. He shakes his head]

No. I don't drink, sorry.

[sparrowfeathered]

Ice skates are bladed slippers, kinda, huh? Do you think those would sell in Union?

[Rose: marketing genius]

Aw, no worries! That's probably smart. [She drinks more of the mead.] See, you're smart. That's what I like about you!

[ruinsandchill]

...maybe? Is there a place for people to ice skate there?

[He has no idea]

...and thanks?

[Sorey is so lost right now what do]

[sparrowfeathered]

Hmm. That could be hard. I'm not sure how you'd keep a place for them to skate year round. I mean... this one's really ingenious!

But it might be hard to import.

[a sigh]

I need more mead. I'm throwing out random compliments! But I need to think about business ideas, too.

[In Rose's world, this makes sense.]

[ruinsandchill]

...wouldn't less mead be better for business ideas?

[Sorey is so out of his depth right now what does he do with a drunk girl trying to talk buisness??]

[sparrowfeathered]

It's "inspiration juice."

[ruinsandchill]

...it's booze.

i'm sorry for her

[sparrowfeathered]

Tomato, poh-tat-oh!

[that wasn't deliberate]

Rose why

[ruinsandchill]

Isn't it "tomato, to-mah-toe"...?

[She's plastered. Sorey goes to take the mug from Rose]

I think you've had enough, Rose.

Because she gains power from it

[sparrowfeathered]

Enough or not enough?

[She doesn't resist when the mug's pulled away though.]

sob

[ruinsandchill]

Enough. Definitely enough. Why don't we get you some water?

[sparrowfeathered]

But what about bread! And sausages or something!

[and, of course:]

And more mead!

[ruinsandchill]

Food'll be good...but no mead, Rose, seriously.

[sparrowfeathered]

Awww, okaaaaaaay.

No mead. I'll survive, somehow!