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

[incousinswithyou]

[le gasp! She puts on a shocked expression. And still keeps them dancing, perfectly on beat.]

You wound me deeply. Seafood is the very pinnacle of taste, I'll have you know.

[that smile again] The odder the better, generally.

[hawkethat]

[Ugh, Michiru, you're making him miss his snarky sister...!]

I won't argue that fish is quite nice. But I'm still convinced that fish eggs as a delicacy are a joke one rich person started that the others haven't got yet.

[incousinswithyou]

[she'll only really joke around like this with people she likes, so...]

Is that also where we got sushi from?

[or whatever the Industrial Era version of sashimi is.] Or did somebody just decide that they didn't want to cook one day?

[hawkethat]

The rice it's served with is cooked though, isn't it? Maybe somebody ran out of time and pretended it was a delicacy to save face, and nobody's got the joke yet.

[What does he look like, some kind of weird foreign food expert?]

[incousinswithyou]

[hey, you're the one saying that you can see through the artifice of nobles.

She tsks at the thought of such shoddy work.] Well, we better not tell anybody else. They'd be terribly embarrassed.

[hawkethat]

[No, he's the one trying to figure out why nobles go to such elaborate lengths to eat weird things.]

Are you sure? Watching the fallout would be entertaining.

[incousinswithyou]

[cause it's expensive and make other nobles jealous]

We'll have to save it for the end, then. That way, we won't ruin the entirety of the party.

[hawkethat]

[That's a silly reason. That can't possibly be it!]

Good plan. It'll give us a chance to eat our fills, too.

[incousinswithyou]

[oh right. Too practical. Sorry, sorry!]

We'll have to announce it from a nice vantage point, of course.

[hawkethat]

[Nah, it's cool. It's hard thinking of non-practical reasons!]

And record it for posterity.

[incousinswithyou]

It'll either be the greatest unveiling in history or we'll be ostracized forever.

[hawkethat]

Or possibly both. Are you ready to live life as an outcast? Or should we save the revelation for some other time?

[incousinswithyou]

I'll have to think on it. The lack of showers outside of Union is...distressing, to say the least.

[was that a jab at your month in the wilderness? Maybe.]

[hawkethat]

It's really more the lack of soap that's the problem. And mirrors. Soap and mirrors.

[He's getting better at turning that whole horrible fiasco into a joke.

Though let's face it, the fact that he didn't meet Michiru in person until after he'd been able to thoroughly wash helps, too. >.>]