A Well Earned Celebration

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[The battle was over and the god Reshiram defeated, driven away by the aid of Union and its allies. The city was safe, by and large, and as the news spread throughout the peoples of the tundra, they began streaming back into the settlement in droves. Dirty, ash-coated faces were filled with relief and gratitude when they saw that it wasn't just a rumor and that their home had indeed been spared. Not everyone was so lucky, but they'd weathered worse, of course. The people of Glacier endured, as they would always endure, and they were also a people that repaid their debts. And they most certainly all agreed that they owed their rescuers a debt.

So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.

A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.

Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.

And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]

Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!

[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]

Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!

Comments

[lunchleader]

[Technically, Right is resting. He is not up and walking around after sustaining his injuries from the big fight with Reshiram. Rather, he's taken to riding around on his Bouffalant, Betsy, while Miss Chansey mothers him by gathering up plates of food for him.

And true to form, he's taking three to four servings of each and every type of dish, even those that would otherwise repel his fellow outsiders. However, he's still willing to chat with anyone and everyone that approaches him. Just don't mind him munching every other sentence.]

[punchesyu]

Hey, hey!

[He waves to Right, happy to see the guy in one piece. But since he's riding his Bouffalant around, he's gotta tease him a little.]

Careful that you don't get Betsy mixed up with your food, bro!

[lunchleader]

Yousuke! Hey, good to see you again!

[And then Right groans a little at the last remark.] Relax, I know she's not food... She wouldn't lemme near her if I ever did.

[punchesyu]

I'm just teasing ya!

[He laughs again.]

But speaking of food, check out this feast!!! I could seriously live like this for a while!

[lunchleader]

Same here! They got all kinds of delicious food!

[Guess who's currently munching his way through a bowl of Akutaq?]

[punchesyu]

[He hasn't noticed, but he will soon.]

Whatcha got there anyway? [He steps forward more, to get a glimpse/smell of it.]

[lunchleader]

Oh, this? I think they call it Akutaq. [Right lowers his bowl to show it off to Yousuke...and for him to smell it, too.] It's pretty good - very fruity.

[encouragetomorrow]

[She's discovered she can do this funny sort of not-flying thing, since hitting her first evolution, and it's got nothing to do with the little wing-like adornments to her head. She can just glide through the air when she jumps, now. She hasn't noticed it, but she tends to leave the slightest trail of glitter behind her when she does it, too.]

[But the point is, she made her way to Glacier specifically for Right even knowing the excitement was over with. So Betsy is getting a gentle, familiar pet across the flank before she jumps and lands, lighter than she ought to be at first, with her arms draped around Right's shoulders in an easy hug.]

I~ found~ you~!

[lunchleader]

[Betsy let's loose a friendly snort in return. Yes, good female human who will definitely not eat her is here. She feels a little light, though; has she been eating okay?

Right, however, jumps a little upon being jump-hugged from behind. That causes some of his wounds to flare up a little, making him wince. Thankfully, that's replaced with a smile before he turns around to face her.]

Honoka! When did you get here?

[encouragetomorrow]

Oh-- sorry--

[She catches that wince and sits back, her full weight finally settling on Betsy. Eating just fine there, ma'am, no worries. She reaches out and gently pats Right down, making sure she didn't damage him too badly, and then recoils to try and tuck some of her hair behind her ear. It doesn't quite work, and her earwings fluff indignantly at the attempt, until she finally sets her hands in her lap, looking sheepish.]

Just now, really.

[lunchleader]

It-It's okay, really! They're not even that bad now, since Miss Chansey's been stuffing me full of Softboiled eggs...

[To be honest, he's not minding her patting him down tonight. Much like the trip to Sanctuary, he's found that he's missed Honoka during his trip to Glacier. So, it's rather comforting to have her here by his side once again.]

I'd say that it's a shame that you missed the fighting, but considering who we had to fight in the last battle...

[encouragetomorrow]

[She fusses, some, fixing his shirt and probably smoothing his hair, for what little good it does. Pausing, she frowns.]

Wait-- who were you fighting...?

[lunchleader]

This really angry white dragon God and his human followers.

[He states it so calmly, no different than if he had just told her that they just dealt with a stampeding horde of Bidoofs.]

[untalented]

[Waver is hardly surprised by encountering Right in this condition. The Dragon was worse than any of them had anticipated....and Right would always be himself.

That didn't stop him from being frustrated at the sight of the stubborn Fairy covered in bandages.]

Right, [he said, not even bothering with a greeting as he approached. Scanning the hyperactive idiot up and down, he heaved a sigh.] What did we talk about? What did you do???

[lunchleader]

[Right cringes a little upon hearing Waver scolding him. Crap, how many Poffins is he gonna charge him for this...?]

Err...I didn't start the fight? Either times?

[untalented]

That doesn't matter-- I thought I told you not to get hurt! Idiot!

[Shaking his head in frustration, Waver began pulling at the Boufallant that Right was riding upon-- as if to guide it to a different location.]

Come on. Let's get you some place better than this. Can't we-- can't we just...

[Pulling at the Boufallant's horns wasn't working-- and it just looked comically pathetic, with the young man who was as small and weedy as a bellsprout trying to drag the massive beast along.]

[lunchleader]

But the food's right here! And I'm on Betsy, so I'm still resting!

[Betsy, for her part, doesn't like this strange human tugging on her horns. So she's gonna shake her head in order to free herself from Waver's grip. Otherwise, she's staying right here unless her human directs her otherwise.]

[untalented]

No, no no no no no....it doesn't work like that!

[he jumped away when the Boufallant shook him off, startled and uncertain about what he should do in this sort of situation. Right needed healing-- like he had expected from the stubborn fairy-- but how does he explain.....

Then, he had an idea:]



You wanted to see some real magic, didn't you?

[lunchleader]

[Right looks at Waver in surprise.]

Wait...are you really gonna show me?

[sparkofgenius]

[Well, far be it for Lucca to ignore commenting on Right's ludicrous appetite. Her voice comes out just a bit tinnier than last time though, almost robotic. And her eyes have taken on a silver tint.]

Geez, Right. Save something for the rest of us.

[lunchleader]

--Oh, Lucca! Hey~! How are ya? And don't worry - there's plenty more all around the area.

[Right grins as he nudges Betsy over to her.]

[sparkofgenius]

Me? I'm fine. Y'know, just got tossed around like a Rattata in a ball by a dragon god, nearly cooked...and pretty much had the crap scared outta me.

[She grins and adjusts her glasses.]

But let me tell you, Hooly and I got him good.

[lunchleader]

Really? How'd you do it for your group, then?

[sparkofgenius]

Well Darkrai showed up. And kinda held him still.

[Buuuuuut.]

So Hooly, y'know my Muk? He basically just sprayed a Gunk Shot right into Reshiram's mouth. Even Darkrai laughed!

[lunchleader]

[Right tries to be a little polite by holding in his own laughter...but it only lasts for a few seconds before he totally lets it out.]

Oh, my Gods! Did he really? Wow, that's amazing!

[Either the gunk shot, or Darkrai laughing? Maybe Right meant both...]