008 | Sakura 2.0: You Can (Not) Have A Picnic

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone!
What: Sakura picnic
When: Evening April 25
Where: The same sakura park as last time
Summary: Amaterasu has had a request to return to view the cherry blossoms one more time and she has decided to make it happen.



The cherry blossoms have yet to all fall from the trees, and so the Heavens have seen fit to hold another blossom viewing - this time with a picnic instead! The trees themselves do not have the ethereal glow they had last time, but there is a sweet scent that fills the air, drawing anyone inexorably towards the beautiful trees.

As a surprise, Amaterasu has sent her counselors to join the picnic as well. They can be found wandering around and enjoying the sights and foods just the same as anyone else.

All new arrivals will have been whisked away to the picnic by Amaterasu's shinki so that they can enjoy this escape just the same as everyone else. It seems Amaterasu doesn't want to leave anyone out this time, and so many of her shinki are milling around as well, clad in white with the golden chrysanthemum embroidered on their outfits.



Picnic

Dozens upon dozens of brightly colored picnic blankets have been provided for the guests to use. On top of that, pre-packed picnic boxes have been provided as well. They range from American-esque picnic baskets all the way to Japanese style bentos. Everyone is free to take as many boxes as they would like to and share among each other. Every picnic box has something different for everyone to enjoy.

Cherry Blossoms

The blossoms are falling freely now, showing that they are on their last leg of life. But the scent of the cherry blossoms has become so intense that it draws anyone who smells it towards the trees. You might find that if you breathe in too deeply or too long, it's like an intoxication equivalent to having drunk all night long. Good luck keeping up straight!

Performance

A performance stage has been erected in the park by the Heavens and there are a number of shinki who will sing and dance or perform in other ways whenever they have a spare moment. Gods and their shinki are encouraged to get up on the stage and perform as well, if they have anything that they would like to perform for their fellows.

Fire

Around sunset, the festivities will come to a screeching halt as a sudden burst of flames spreads through the trees, igniting them one by one. The spread of the fire is so rapid that it is very obviously unnatural. It will take a lot of teamwork and a large number of hands to put the fire out - or maybe you prefer to just run away. Either way, it will be hard to miss the pieces of paper that fly through the air, all bearing the same words: Down with the Heavens! Down with Amaterasu!



In Summary:

• Enjoy the cherry blossoms
• Enjoy the picnic food
• Meet Amaterasu's counselors
• View or participate in the performance
• Put out the fire
• Have fun~

Comments

[reformedsinner]

[Hakkai jerks away from the offered support, even though that puts him in danger of stumbling again, and pulls himself up straight. His voice, with effort, comes out perfectly precise and careful.]

Please excuse me. I think perhaps it's time for me to head home.

[His vision isn't doubling, but only because he can only really see out of one eye. What it is doing is blurring. Badly. He crosses an arm across his body, hanging onto his other forearm in an effort to keep his balance.]

[gentilitea]

[ Jakob makes an annoyed sound at the rebuff, but nonetheless…once you’ve dealt with Add, rudeness from other people feels like a trifle in comparison. ]

What a fortunate coincidence. I had planned on calling on you at your god’s temple before that ridiculous rebellion had occurred.

[ He holds out his hand to Hakkai for support, his brows creased in concern. ] Allow me to accompany you.

[reformedsinner]

Ah -- thank you, I'm sure I'll be all right....

[It's rude to turn down the offer of support and he knows it, but there's panic running right under the surface of his skin, and the idea of leaning on a virtual stranger who he'd barely met -- no. No, even the thought is almost enough to make him flinch again. He's been drugged and he can't properly defend himself. He's not letting anyone he doesn't trust touch him.]

I'm really in no condition to-- [He trails off again, words escaping his grasp, and lifts one hand delicately to rub his temple. His head aches.]

[gentilitea]

Please, I am a trained he—doctor. [ he hastily corrects himself—thank you for updating him on the terms, Tenpou. ]

And, as I recall, I had promised you remuneration for my previous…er…conduct. [ If Hakkai can even remember that—given his state, Jakob thinks it’s unlikely. And even Jakob is already starting to feel his mind fray at the edges as the scent of cherry blossoms begin clouding his thoughts further and further. ]

[reformedsinner]

All I need is clear air.

[And a place where he can sit down. Ideally, with his back to a wall. He smiles insincerely, and starts moving again. Pride and stubbornness aren't quite the same as sobriety, but they're keeping him looking steady just now. Mostly.]

Please, don't worry about remunera-- [Oh, hell: he hadn't seen that tree root that catches the toe of his shoe, and he stumbles badly, almost going to a knee before he regains his balance. Now his foot hurts, too. His smile flattens out to a thin line of annoyance at his own incapacity.]

[gentilitea]

But you’re— [ That stumble gets Jakob flying forward to his own detriment, as he almost stumbles likewise as Hakkai recovers himself. He takes a deep breath and almost chokes on it, remembering that comment about getting some clear air. ]

Of course. [ —voicing his thoughts aloud— ] These flowers… Have you anything to cover your nostrils with?

[ He’s already yanking off his own cravat, because hey, at least it might help a little against that overpowering floral scent. ]

[reformedsinner]

If it's a gas... [Then covering his nose will only block him noticing the scent, not any of the effects. He'll still have to breathe. Cloth isn't a good filter. He doesn't have anything on him that would be a good filter: no, getting further away is the only choice, he thinks, and crosses his arms tightly across his chest. It feels a bit more secure than leaving them at his sides, somehow. Even if his balance is no better for it.

Watching the ground, this time, as obvious as it makes his state, he starts moving again.]

[gentilitea]

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