[open] BIRTHDAY PICNIC

[tinged]

Who ꕤ EVERYONE
What ꕤ zelkova's picnic-birthday bash!
When ꕤ oct 3
Where ꕤ Holzig Camping Grounds
Content Warnings ꕤ some grief, probably



PRE-PICNIC

[ The invitations have all been sent out, but there's still prep work to be done. The food and drinks have to be made, the decorations crafted and set up along with the tents and such. An eclectic mix of players are organizing this event: Mr_Misteaks, tylorific, Vogel, Mithrun1, and tabibito. Hien (!) has kindly (tabibito's phrasing) volunteered to help them set up. Though in the end, it's more like four capable adults and two problem children (who have stringent orders to stay AWAY from the knives).

Should anyone else choose to come early to help out, they'll be welcomed with smiles. There's joy in the air, though loss tinges it at the edges.

Before the party starts, however, Hien will be gone. And before that, the group presents Hien with a small "cake" of his own: a savory spring galette. ]

HAPPY, SAD BIRTHDAY

[ At noon is when the guests are told to arrive, with the party lasting until sunset.

Holzig Camping Grounds looks a little different! The decorations are simple and colorful; banners of varying quality hang over the tents and weave through the trees. Most notable are the silver and gold balloons that read: Happy 0 Birthday! There are thick logs for seating and some foldout seats for those with sensitive bums around the lone campfire, lit and flickering wildly.

The tents are also set up for some reason! (They're for naps.)

There are multiple picnic tables. The first and smallest provide finger sized portions of tamago sando and fruit sando. The next couple of tables are bigger: build-your-own bars for sandwiches, salads, hotdogs, burgers, and s'mores! There is, of course, a table for alcohol and other drinks.

At the center table is a cake, German chocolate and winter-themed with five little fondant ornaments placed by five different hands, and strangely enough, there is a dish of roast pork with parsley sauce right next to it. If asked what the dish is, tabibito will answer with something that sounds like "Steak Flakes Persimmons" at first before they pronounce it properly and fluidly: Stegt flæsk med persillesovs.

Eat up! Have fun chatting! And don't forget to dedicate a toast to Zelkova! ]

A BREAK

[ A little out of the way, in a small clearing, guests will notice there are a couple of ugly pinatas strung about: there are exactly three of them and they're all the letter C in a putrid green. Guests are encouraged to use their own weapons, though a wooden stick is provided.

If piñatas aren't their thing, there's also a giant watermelon, a blindfold in the design of an angry pomchi, and a wooden baseball bat. Ok, so watermelon smashing is a beach thing, but why not take their anger out on something right? They've all been through a lot. ]

SHE DANCES ON THE WIND

[ Midway through the party, tabibito calls for a moment of remembrance for Uta. tabibito will toast to her memory with a quiet smile because she was all smiles all the time and so full of drive - but everyone is free and welcome to honor her memory as they wish. ]

Comments

[tinged]

[ hani happiness washes over them both like scattered stars, and every time they blink it’s just stardust everywhere.

eventually, they have to pull back because emil is speaking. ]

A love surprise! [ that sounds right. they don’t seem to have any intention of moving off of him just yet. ] How do you feel now? Did it help to let the thoughts trickle out?

[insinning]

[ A fairy's blessing, true to both their hearts. Sinclair closes his eyes, and tries to think. And then he smiles and nods, reaching up to hug Hani again]

Yeah. I don't think I'll have to worry about them for the rest of today. I can't promise tomorrow or the next day but...

[tinged]

[ they rest on top of him like a cat, enjoying the feel of his arms, a cozy hug in this cozy space. they have so much hair, it spills everywhere in a silky blanket. some of that has to be brushed off his face, then it’s just them brushing his fringe idly - thinking, thinking. ]

Your road will be wonderful and terrible I think, but you won’t be alone as you walk it. Seek out those who love you, we’ll be there when you need us and when you don’t, for the joy of being around you. For the love of your existence.

[ strange, poetic words, broken by: ]

I’m going to message Oriade-kun later to ask.

[insinning]

[It takes a few seconds for this to process ]

Ask?

[ So much hair...fluffy and amazing. Sinclair will change his own hair back to his offline hairstyle soon enough but long hair really does suit Hani's character.]

[tinged]

[ their simple answer: ]

To kiss you.

[ they had long hair once upon a time in real life, too. maybe they will tell emil about it at some point... ]

[insinning]

But you already kiss me.

[Kissed him several times in fact! Oria already knows that

This will be a funny repeated conversation with Oria later]

[tinged]

But it was only once on the lips.

[insinning]

[Oh.

OH]

...ah. You're right. Um. If Oriade is fine with it, then...I wouldn't mind either.

[tinged]

Mm! I’ll be good and wait for permission.

[ no one is getting sick at this table if they can help it. ]

And what if I kiss Oriade-kun? May I? Could I?

[insinning]

You want to kiss Oriade? [Is Sinclair surprised? No. Oria does have that personality that attracts everyone. He's just surprised Hani hasn't yet.]

You should ask Oriade, not me. But I wouldn't be upset if you did.

[tinged]

[ hani nods twice. mhm mhm. ]

I think something good will happen if I do because Oriade-kun is like a dashing prince!

[ and good things happen when you kiss princes. like this! they lean down and kiss emil’s cheek, long and affectionate and loud. ]

Mmmmmmmmmmmmwah! Hehe~

[insinning]

[Sinclair laughs at the thought and for the silly kiss. Oria, a prince. Isn't that funny?]

You know, I think only good things have really happened to me after I met Oriade again in this game. So maybe you're right.

[Petpetpet Hani's hair. He waits until Hani is done before he drops a return kiss onto Hani's hair. Though now that he thinks about it]

Oh, if you see Oriade as a prince, then what am I?

[tinged]

[ they are always right, thank you. ]

The magic of Prince Oriade is real!

[ hani taps emil on the nose. ]

My beautiful love, naturally you’re the other prince. Soon to be prince consort. Right?

[insinning]

--I think we're too young for that...?

[Other 'prince'...prince consort? Hani, please!!]

Oh, does that make you the fairy god then?

[tinged]

Oh. Is that so…

[ if emil says so… ]

Is the fairy god person family? Because I’m your family.

[insinning]

Mm...it's probably too soon.

[ and they can't marry in america right now anyway so ]

Mm. A very, special important member of the family who looks out for everyone. But I think it's important to look after the fairy god person too.

[tinged]

[ but you can marry in greece apparently so double wedding with michel-in-law? ]

You both take very good care of me, always.

[insinning]

[michel will die?]

Oh, I'm glad. Sometimes I worry for you Hani. But it's a good thing.

[He feels better now. It'll probably come back to him when he's alone because he's not strong enough to push it away by himself but for now...he feels a little lighter]

[tinged]

[ michel? die in ganymede's presence? at the wedding??? he wouldn't dare - ]

Oh. Why? [ full of curiosity. ] Is it something I did?

[insinning]

I think you enjoy danger.

[Just the vibes, honestly]

And you do things other people don't want to do for the sake of your loved ones.

[tinged]

[ is that true? hani closes their eyes briefly in thought. ]

I don’t fear danger when it comes to myself, I suppose. [ they have only realized recently that part of it is because they feel very little about themself. next to nothing, if hazy apathy counts as something. ] I don’t want to learn to fear it either.

[ because that would require them learning to care about themself, and they don’t think that’s possible. they’re just not interested. ]

But I do want to seek it out if it’ll stop you all from suffering too much.

[insinning]

Hani...[Sinclair frowns, and reaches up to cup their face] But if you get hurt, even if you don't fear danger--we'd be suffering all the same.

[Exhaling softly]

Will you take me with you next time you go looking?

[tinged]

[ oh. ]

Yes, I promise I’ll try. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you worry. I just don’t always know these things.

[insinning]

I think we all forget. That's just normal.

[Kiss to the cheek]

But if you try, then there's nothing to be upset about.

[tinged]

I know you would love me all the same.

[ even if he was upset. they are very confident in this, smiling at the cheek kiss. ]

I will especially take care not to die because I have promises to keep - to you all, my loves.