Welcome to the Festival of Fireflies

[lazyjustice]

Who: You! Anyone and everyone is welcome to come!
What: A Festival of Fireflies with games, food, rides and more!
Where: Genessia
When: August 15th-20th. Starting at 7pm
Warnings: Be sure to warn in your threads appropriately.


[The gates are open and the air is filled with the sound of music. Whether you're a reveler, a vendor or anything in between-- come and enjoy the festival!

The Firefly Masquerade post is here]

Comments

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Dave. [Before Jaune can correct Dave, he's already corrected himself and his arm is looped with his. He stares, completely bewildered; he doesn't mind it, it just catches him off guard. He decides it probably shouldn't. His mouth twitches into a small smile aimed at Airy. It's hard not to smile around her.] Wait, so the other babe was--oh. Wow.

Tilt-a-whirl sounds good.

[He nods at Jefferson as if to telepathically communicate not to talk about that night they had been drunk.]

Are you trying to take a selfie...? [Is that what he's doing? It's nice seeing Jefferson laugh and seem genuinely happy, so he doesn't care how the picture turns out. He fidgets a little while he waits and then takes the phone before nearly dropping it while he laughs. It's soft, like he's trying to hide it. Arm still looped with Dave's, he shows it to him and Airy once he's calmed down.]

[stairsbro]

[ Dave huffs a breath that might have been a laugh at Jefferson's selfie taking then smirks at the picture once Jaune shares it with the rest of them. ] Fucking beautiful. We look like assholes.

[ He waits until the phone gets back to the rightful owner or Jaune gets a better hold of it before he starts moving forward, leading the two people he's stealing an arm of along in tilt-a-whirl direction ]

Come along, assholes. We're going on a fucking twisty chair.

[imaginationswoes]

[Airy peers at the picture, it'll be a happy memory.] Wow, we really do. [She sounds genuinely surprised as she agrees with Dave's sentiment.]

Okay.

[She won't protest to being pulled along though having her arm looped so closely to Dave makes her stumble a little as she tries to keep up. She leans back and shouts at Jefferson.] Come on! [Since he is the only one not in the Dave-babe's arm holding.]

Hey Jaune, how do you know Jefferson? [She assumes he knows Dave because Dave knows everyone.]