The Longest Day (Open to All)

[cordibus]

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!]

Comments

but we already knew???? emote why

[failedhandjob]

[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.

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

[touketsu]

[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.

i doubt that is ever going to happen

[failedhandjob]

[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.]