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thenearshore2017-12-07 08:52 am
darkestbefore) wrote in thenearshore2017-12-07 08:52 am
Entry tags:
- chikusa kakimoto | katekyo hitman reborn,
- d2 | alive,
- hibiki shikyoin | pripara,
- kairi | kingdom hearts,
- obi | akagami no shirayukihime,
- yoon | akatsuki no yona,
- ω archer [emiya] | fate stay night,
- ω caster [ch chulainn] | fgo,
- ω mai | dragon ball super,
- ω rin okumura | ao no exorcist,
- ω shin-ah | akatsuki no yona,
- ω yona | akatsuki no yona
[Open Mingle] End of Summer Lucky-Pot
Who: Anyone and Everyone!
When: September 22nd
Where: Cnoc Áine
What: It is the final day of Summer and the first day of Fall so the Temple of Áine, the Irish Goddess of Summer, throws one last picnic to bid her season farewell. All are welcome, as long as they bring a dish for thelucky-pot potluck.
[ To celebrate the final day of Summer, the Temple of Áine has gone all out, decorated in vibrant shades of red and gold that already accent the hint of leaves that are changing outside the temple grounds. Although inside the walled temple, it still seems like a beautiful summer day, the leaves on the trees still a bright vibrant green. The picnic is set up in the large orchard that spreads within the temple, the trees' boughs heavy with brightly-hued apples of every flavor and crispness.
Blankets and tables are scattered beneath the trees and in the clearing at the center, several long tables are set up to be filled with dishes brought by guests. Yona has supplied some of it herself, with the help of some friends. Several roasts, carefully sliced and carved for guests. A large platter of corn still on the cob. Several types of breads, seasoned with fruits or vegetables from the summer seasons or the harvest. And apples, of course - those seem to be here and there and everywhere; in pies, sliced and paired with peanut butter or caramel or other dips, made into a buttery spread for the loaves of bread. No matter what people bring to add to the potluck, there will be plenty of food to go around, as well as wine and ciders generously offered to go with it.
There is music playing in the background, just to set the mood or for people to dance to, and the pools of water are still warm enough for people to take a soak or swim in. And when the sun sinks and the sky darkens and the air grows a little cooler, a large bonfire is lit, with hot cocoa passed around and the makings for s'mores set out for anyone who wants to have a little dessert after their feasting. One last offering to a fading summer until it comes around again. ]
When: September 22nd
Where: Cnoc Áine
What: It is the final day of Summer and the first day of Fall so the Temple of Áine, the Irish Goddess of Summer, throws one last picnic to bid her season farewell. All are welcome, as long as they bring a dish for the
[ To celebrate the final day of Summer, the Temple of Áine has gone all out, decorated in vibrant shades of red and gold that already accent the hint of leaves that are changing outside the temple grounds. Although inside the walled temple, it still seems like a beautiful summer day, the leaves on the trees still a bright vibrant green. The picnic is set up in the large orchard that spreads within the temple, the trees' boughs heavy with brightly-hued apples of every flavor and crispness.
Blankets and tables are scattered beneath the trees and in the clearing at the center, several long tables are set up to be filled with dishes brought by guests. Yona has supplied some of it herself, with the help of some friends. Several roasts, carefully sliced and carved for guests. A large platter of corn still on the cob. Several types of breads, seasoned with fruits or vegetables from the summer seasons or the harvest. And apples, of course - those seem to be here and there and everywhere; in pies, sliced and paired with peanut butter or caramel or other dips, made into a buttery spread for the loaves of bread. No matter what people bring to add to the potluck, there will be plenty of food to go around, as well as wine and ciders generously offered to go with it.
There is music playing in the background, just to set the mood or for people to dance to, and the pools of water are still warm enough for people to take a soak or swim in. And when the sun sinks and the sky darkens and the air grows a little cooler, a large bonfire is lit, with hot cocoa passed around and the makings for s'mores set out for anyone who wants to have a little dessert after their feasting. One last offering to a fading summer until it comes around again. ]
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A fairytale ending that is, in fact, a beginning of another story. [he remarks, but then he shuts up and listent. It's not a kind of expression that he sees on Caster's face often, too soft and too wistful. Archer's sure he doesn't get to talk about this part of his tale often. That's what makes the final part of his tale - if Caster ever knows it, all too cruel.]
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Hope it satisfies your curiosity, and proves my lack of storytelling skills. [ What a sham of a druid--
While he keeps his tone light- it's a conscious effort to make it sound this way. Lost loves and longings can consume a man, should he was not careful. ]
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My thanks for the tale, and a toast to good things. [he says, handing Caster one of the mugs.]
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That's one hell of a toast, but yeah, -cheers! [ It's good that the alcohol is brought right when he starts to realize that it's kind of weird to get all mushy about his ex-wife, uh, widow? next to the guy that is being an awkward oaf about hitting on him. ]
Just out of curiosity- what brought this on? [ Or is there absolutely no reason Archer decided to ask about Emer, instead of about all the magic swords he saw in his lifetime ]
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She's important to you. [he says finally.] I'm curious what kind of person she was to leave such a lasting impression.
[There's another reason he's wary to voice, too. What did it take to create such a strong bond.]
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Soon you'll be asking me if I'd go back if I could. [ A pointless question, the answer should be obvious ] I am where I am supposed to be right now- and how it goes...
[ Another sip of cider and a brief laugh ]
About this- we're not so different you and I. [ The memories thing is the only difference really. Aside from that, yeah, both dead, both finished stories- stuck in here. ]
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Indeed. We can only make the most of current situation. [even if it's awkward flirting peppered with casual snark. There's no point in wasting time on 'what-if'.]