[Team Zelos] | Part 2 | Festival of the Comet

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

[It's only a short while after Zelos's jump, yet Tobias is still a bit shakey. Understandably, that means he's completely caught off guard when the world lurches and shifts again, and he finds himself somewhere familiar.

No, familiar is too weak a word. The sudden blaring of cheerful, bright music, the delicious smell of foods, the happy yelling of stall and game owners alike is almost painful deja vu, and for a moment, all the boy can do is stand there.

And then a brown-haired girl hits him from the side, nearly sending them both sprawling as she giggles in delight.]

Tobbbbyyy! Look at all this! It's so cool! The food smells so good!

I know it does!

This was sooooo worth saving up!

Yeah, but, I can't breathe. Come on, Fiona, let go!

[And she giggles again, releasing him and rushing off. Tobias adjusts his sweater, beaming and looking more content than ever.]




((FOR THOSE INVOLVED: There's pretty much everything you can imagine here. There's stalls with every kind of carnival/stall game you can think of just appropriate for the Pokemon universe (Bobbing for berries instead of bobbing for apples, any targets in a shooting gallery are Pokemon, fishing out rubber ducks is fishing out rubber psyducks, etc.), any type of food you can think of, and stalls "selling" all kind of sourviners from Pokemon-themed to non-Pokemon-themed. The best part? All of it is FREE! Most importantly, however, is what's above your heads.))

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[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

[From a battle-laden sewer to a carnival bursting with life. He was exhausted, sleepy, worn, and wanting to get to a bed as soon as possible.

Now that he was here, though...]

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[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

[He felt so goddamn at home. Was this Holiday? No, no it wasn't. It was a little different, yet still so very familiar. He could approve of this.]

Hey, kid. Kid. [He kind of nudged at Tobias with his elbow.] What's this place supposed to be? It ain't half-bad.

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

[The nudge surprises Tobias, and for a moment he blinks at bit at Goose. ...Oh right. Garden, other cadet, that sort of thing!]

It's the Festival of the Comet. [He still sounds so giddy saying that, and points up to the sky, where a huge comet (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Millenium_Comet) is.]

That stays around here for three days, then moves on. It's only seen right here, so pretty much everyone from around the world comes here for the festival.

[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

[Goose had to stare up at the comet in wonder and amazement. It was simply stunning, really and truly. Nothing captivated him quite like a gorgeous sky.]

It lasts for days, huh? Must be some kind of slow moving comet. This ain't where I'm from then, 'cause we don't have this kind of stuff. Damn shame, too.

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Nobody's really sure how it works, but it only happens every thousand years, so it's a big deal.

[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

I can't let this thing left alone then. They got rides here?

[He could only hope. Holiday had plenty, so that would be a major plus.]

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

Yup! Even if it's just three days, everyone goes all out.

[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

How much is everything then, huh? I mean, they oughta be kinda expensive for this kinda thing.

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

It doesn't cost anything. Since it doesn't happen often, the way the Festival works is that you have to pay a lot to get in, but everything inside here is free.

[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

... Now that's my kinda carnival.

If they've got cotton candy here, then I'm sold. Shit, thanks, kid. I needed this after that ol' sewer trip.

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

I didn't do it on purpose.

[He points over to one of the stalls.]

Cotton candy's over there.

[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

Right. I'll just have to thank whoever did do it then.

Thanks. Coooome to papa...

[Not to worry, as Goose wasn't referring to Tobias! He was referring to his precious sugar on a stick.

How silly of him.]

[subjected]

[ Claire's first thought, like many others this week, is not again!

This time, though, there's people, and though when Claire 'lands' it's in a state ready to fight... it doesn't take long at all to realize there seems little need. It's a party? Or something. But for what... well, she doesn't see it yet.

What she does see are the odd looks she's getting with her odd behavior and dark uniform, though fortunately for probably everyone present, this time she doesn't have her gunblade with her. Confused, she takes a few steps, turns... and then comes face to face with a weird blue and white creature gesturing animatedly to a group of children from a small pool. Across from it is a large stand with an older man working it, passing out something that smells distinctly fried.

And frowning, Claire just crosses her arms, standing in place as she looks back and forth through the lines of people walking past. Nobody she actually recognizes yet, though.... ]

[heartcorrupt.livejournal.com]

[Tobias recognizes her right away -- that outfit is a pretty dead giveaway, and with what happened on Zelos's world, she's hard to forget.]

It's a festival. There's nothing bad here.

[lightspears.livejournal.com]

[]

Come on, Lady Sunshine! Brighten the place up with a smile!

[subjected]

[ Claire frowns faintly at the reassurance, studying Tobias briefly before going back to watching the pool-creature and-- ]

-- Let go!

[ Fortunately, the glimpse of long red hair and the sound of Zelos' voice is enough to keep her from immediately attempting to crush his windpipe or something, though she still shoves pretty damn hard, automatically going for pressure points in his arms if he doesn't instantly comply.

Because grabbing a jumpy PSICOM lieutenant-turned-SeeD is totally the best way to get her to have more fun. :| ]