tornheart | The Longest Day (Open to All)

Who: Open Log (All)
Where: Point-à-Tarte
Summary: The Longest Day
Warnings: N/A

"Do they ever stop partying? Probably not...I gotta say that's one thing Eddan has going for itself..."

A Festival for the Sunlight

Eddan prides itself in its many festivals. While the summer solstice doesn’t have much religious significance to the city, it’s surged back into popularity as a holiday partly due to the city’s curfew. More daylight means more time to be out and about and to party!

It’s for this reason that the rest of the week is a holiday for most of the city. Everywhere people look, the city is decorated in bright flowers and lights that light up even the darkest of night (although everyone is warned to stay inside regardless).

A music festival with rock and electronic concerts is being arranged in Point-à-Tarte's park. Many great local acts are scheduled to take the stage until sunset, though that won’t be enough for some. The party will move into bunkers and underground clubs once the sun goes down, with the pounding beat of the music lasting until dawn.

The Arrows Never Lie

However for the Awakened, they will soon notice something odd. Some of the festival goers around them will take on a different appearance if they don’t look at them directly. If that’s not enough for someone to notice, the red arrows that begin to appear over their heads with the same symbol from Applenet is a pretty big clue.

No one else seems to notice, however. Not even the people themselves.

However if an Awakened person gets closer to one of them, a disclaimer will appear on their phone.

"Don't overdo it, got it? If you shake their brain too much, it might be dangerous. But keep a close eye on them for me, won't ya? Don't give them multiple headaches! That's bad!"

[OOC: If Awakened speak with non-Awakened characters, their conversations may bring little bits of memory back to them. However, be careful! If they overload them with memories they might attract the attention of something they wouldn't want to. Let us know if that happens!]

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[she pauses just for a moment, as if waiting for the irritating headache to set in...but nothing comes. it seems that's enough of a difference to allow for a painless little private joke.

and so Emily smiles instead, sliding both her punch card and enough cash for both drinks across the counter to the barista. it's the least she can do to repay finding a small moment of positivity from all this network nonsense.

as the barista turns to start up their order and they slide out of the way of the customers behind them, she can't help but murmur:]

So what do you think is actually going to be on the cups?

[because no coffee place ever got the requested names right. ever.]

Hmm...

[She raises a good point. He's come here in the past simply to experience other promotions and has encountered errors in the way his name was written on the cup. He laughs softly and sighs when he recalls Cow Key. At the very least, that wouldn't be the same thing on his cup this time, but he has to wonder what comical horror he'll find there in its place.]

I can't say. Wolfmoon is pretty simple...but what about yours?

[it doesn't take her long to ruminate on the possibilities. Kouyuki poses the question and she returns it almost immediately with a confident:]

Oreo.

[someone has suffered through Emmy a few times too many to have any sort of real faith in these people. they're lucky their beverages are so addictive.]

I wouldn't be so sure yours is going to come out fine, though. The easier it is the harder they seem to work to get it wrong.

[He can't help laughing a little more at that. She would be stuck with the name of a cookie on her cup instead of a reference to fortune telling, wouldn't she? But what about his own, he wonders...

Even if the baristas work extra hard to get his wrong, he has difficulty believing what will be on his cup will be different from what he told them to put there. Maybe they'll just draw a picture? That happened sometimes. He wouldn't mind a shaggy dog on the side of his frosty drink, either.]

Well, we'll see. I'm not really worried about it, either way.

[He shifts a little further toward the pick up station, curiously watching the people behind the counter work. As much as he can see them behind the equipment and high counter, anyway. It's difficult being small for one's age.

And even more difficult to contain his laughter when he finally does receive his drink a few moments later...with the world WOLF written three times just beneath and around the word MOON.]

Oh. I guess you were right. Did they call you a cookie like you thought, too?

[worried? that's taking it a little far, although Emily knows that it's just more kidding around. there's probably more than enough people in the cafe already taking their caffeine fix way too seriously. the world will stay in balance even if she decides to be a little more tolerant.

the world is incredibly balanced today, it seems, as fate conspires to make sure that once again proper identification is completely impossible when it comes to drinks. Emily hasn't seen Kouyuki's just yet, busy leaning over to take her own cup out of the barista's hand thanks to her slightly more prodigious height. at the question she rotates the container around so that he can get a good look for himself.]

Oreck.

[not a cookie, but a vacuum brand. it's so stupid that she's already giggling even before she peers over at her companion's misfortune.]

I think that you won this time! Yours is way cuter.

[Although he wonders if the name on Emily's cup wasn't as deliberate as the one on his, Kouyuki can only smile. Coincidence or not, it's amusing when paired with the straw sticking out of her drink, like some unintentional (or perhaps entirely premeditated) pun...which only serves to amuse him further.]

I like them both.

[In the name game, they both win as far as Kouyuki is concerned. For once, he's not feeling too competitive, just glad to have good company and a (presumably) good drink to head back outside with...which is promptly where he starts to walk after Emily collects her order.

Once out of the cafe, he takes a sip and chuckles a little after he swallows.]

It's tart! But really refreshing.

[she follows along sedately, more than happy to accept a tie in these circumstances. the amusement was always what mattered the most in moments like these, after all.

it's easy to presume that Emily's silence is merely her reserving conversation for once they're outside, but a small glance backwards once they reach their destination will prove otherwise - her face is contorted into a comical grimace, the hallmark of someone overloaded on sour. looks like she took a little too big of a sip there.]

I think they went a little heavy on the tart in mine.

[but she manages to laugh it off with a big exhale, like she's dispelling the assault on her tastebuds in one go. she's aware how silly she must have looked just now.]

But it's pretty nice! I'd get it again.

[it's not like she's ever really minded sour things all that much. the shock to your system was kind of fun.]

The Longest Day (Open to All)

it's cute how you're putting that there like literally anyone aside from us cares

╮( ˘ ､ ˘ )╭

look at that emote with all its nonchalant and untainted optimism...

it knows the note is more for us than anyone else! that's why!

but we already knew???? emote why

just in case we ever look back and wonder! some of us have magikarp brains!

i doubt that is ever going to happen