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Levin bounces from place to place, stall to stall, sometimes watching and sometimes joining in with the entertainment, singing and playing and dancing. He's a whirl of excitement, almost more spiral than skydancer in this moment.
And, of course, trailing along by his side...
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"Papaaaaaaaa," whines Fee, the address sounding almost like a dig at him when she usually just calls him [i]dad[/i], "come on! It's only the first day, everyone's gonna be here the whole week..."
Levin looks over his shoulder, grinning (totally apologetically) at her. "I know, I know! But c'mon, Fee! This is our first Mistral Jam back in Wind! Extra cause for celebration!"
With that, he plucks a tiny little figure, a winged cerdae, from a nearby stall, tosses some treasure to the owner, and hands it to Fee, still grinning. Fee can't help the tugging at the corner of her lips, but she still sighs as she turns to stuff it into the already overstuffed carrier bags she'd brought along [i]just[/i] for this.
"I swear, dad..."
(daily pinglist, please!)
Levin bounces from place to place, stall to stall, sometimes watching and sometimes joining in with the entertainment, singing and playing and dancing. He's a whirl of excitement, almost more spiral than skydancer in this moment.
And, of course, trailing along by his side...
"Papaaaaaaaa," whines Fee, the address sounding almost like a dig at him when she usually just calls him
dad, "come on! It's only the first day, everyone's gonna be here the whole week..."
Levin looks over his shoulder, grinning (totally apologetically) at her. "I know, I know! But c'mon, Fee! This is our first Mistral Jam back in Wind! Extra cause for celebration!"
With that, he plucks a tiny little figure, a winged cerdae, from a nearby stall, tosses some treasure to the owner, and hands it to Fee, still grinning. Fee can't help the tugging at the corner of her lips, but she still sighs as she turns to stuff it into the already overstuffed carrier bags she'd brought along
just for this.
"I swear, dad..."
(daily pinglist, please!)
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[b]Seaspray[/b]
[i]Mage, Scholar
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[i]The older Pearlcatcher landed gracefully on the Cloudsong’s landing platform and folded his wings neatly behind him. Anyone who had seen him at this celebration in earlier years would have been stunned by the changes in the gentle mage. Gone was the despondent look, hanging head and drooping wings. This year, the Pearlcatcher greeted each of the attendants on the platform with a friendly smile and wave before heading inside, his eyes shining with anticipation. Those who greeted him noticed a faint whiff of the sea in the oddly persistent breeze that followed him in…
…[b]Seaspray[/b] paused in the doorway to the closest balloon and took a deep breath. The smell of delicious food wafted to him on the breeze, joining the persistent and beautiful strains of music he had been hearing for hours as he flew in. It was good to be back. And the new spell he had crafted, courtesy of a very special stone he had found at this same celebration last year, meant that he hadn’t had to abandon his link to water to do it. He smiled at the touch of the sea breeze he had conjured with that stone. His magic was steady and balanced once again, Water and Wind in perfect harmony, each lending him their own strength. He planned on returning to the line of stalls, looking for that jeweler who had sold him the stone. There were some other pieces he would like add to his collection, after all, and it would be best to get them from the same magical source. But first, where was that wonderful scent of toasted grasshoppers coming from again? He needed to eat after that long journey…[/i]
:D And we’re back again for another week of revelry coughriotscough, and fun! Please add me to the pinglist for this Event’s daily prompt. I have plenty of dragons who want to join the party. (And some of them are even new…)
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Seaspray
Mage, Scholar
(Dual Mage: Wind and Water)
The older Pearlcatcher landed gracefully on the Cloudsong’s landing platform and folded his wings neatly behind him. Anyone who had seen him at this celebration in earlier years would have been stunned by the changes in the gentle mage. Gone was the despondent look, hanging head and drooping wings. This year, the Pearlcatcher greeted each of the attendants on the platform with a friendly smile and wave before heading inside, his eyes shining with anticipation. Those who greeted him noticed a faint whiff of the sea in the oddly persistent breeze that followed him in…
…Seaspray paused in the doorway to the closest balloon and took a deep breath. The smell of delicious food wafted to him on the breeze, joining the persistent and beautiful strains of music he had been hearing for hours as he flew in. It was good to be back. And the new spell he had crafted, courtesy of a very special stone he had found at this same celebration last year, meant that he hadn’t had to abandon his link to water to do it. He smiled at the touch of the sea breeze he had conjured with that stone. His magic was steady and balanced once again, Water and Wind in perfect harmony, each lending him their own strength. He planned on returning to the line of stalls, looking for that jeweler who had sold him the stone. There were some other pieces he would like add to his collection, after all, and it would be best to get them from the same magical source. But first, where was that wonderful scent of toasted grasshoppers coming from again? He needed to eat after that long journey…
:D And we’re back again for another week of revelry coughriotscough, and fun! Please add me to the pinglist for this Event’s daily prompt. I have plenty of dragons who want to join the party. (And some of them are even new…)
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[font=sylfaen][size=4]GoldenAutumn, or Deyru, as many prefered to call him, stepped aboard the the Cloudsong for the first day of festivities.
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[columns][center][font=sylfaen][size=4]Arriving with him was Frei, a cheerful bundle of fluff more than ready to charge off and explore. However, as the only other dragon from their village visiting, Frei was going to stick with Deyru for a while until he adjusted to excited winds. Then the rest of the time? Running around and exploring! Who knew what the winds of the fest had brought in this time! [/size][/font][/center][nextcol][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/61592662][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/615927/61592662_350.png[/img][/url][/columns]
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This is one, if not my favorite event during wind! I love reading your roleplay (Is that a good word for it?), and I love to roleplay as well, but don't always have the energy to come up with long responses. I always want to try a bit harder during this even though. I don't always end up doing super well, but I've always had a lot of fun!! I hope you have a great MistJam! [emoji=bamboo chute size=1][emoji=firework size=1]
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GoldenAutumn, or Deyru, as many prefered to call him, stepped aboard the the Cloudsong for the first day of festivities.
The air was turbulent with all the flapping wings and joyful yelling, it was altogether far more activity than he was used to, so he went off in search of a calmer place to adjust and steady himself amidst the noise.
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Arriving with him was Frei, a cheerful bundle of fluff more than ready to charge off and explore. However, as the only other dragon from their village visiting, Frei was going to stick with Deyru for a while until he adjusted to excited winds. Then the rest of the time? Running around and exploring! Who knew what the winds of the fest had brought in this time!
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This is one, if not my favorite event during wind! I love reading your roleplay (Is that a good word for it?), and I love to roleplay as well, but don't always have the energy to come up with long responses. I always want to try a bit harder during this even though. I don't always end up doing super well, but I've always had a lot of fun!! I hope you have a great MistJam!
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Seashore, Jade, Briallen, and Lily arrived at the festival. They wished Pepo good luck in his cooking, then started exploring the booths and activities. Seashore hoped to find some nice trinkets to take back home. Briallen and Lily were interested in hearing new stories-and maybe coming up with a few of their own. Jade was just happy to wander.
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It was Vlieger's first Mistral Jamboree, and being that he was a Wind dragon himself, he was rather excited. He took his time just to take in all of the sights, sounds, and smells before flying up to the Cloudsong with the rest of his clan. He decided to be methodical and take a look around at all of the booths and activities before deciding what to do first. He could hardly wait to get started.
It was Vlieger's first Mistral Jamboree, and being that he was a Wind dragon himself, he was rather excited. He took his time just to take in all of the sights, sounds, and smells before flying up to the Cloudsong with the rest of his clan. He decided to be methodical and take a look around at all of the booths and activities before deciding what to do first. He could hardly wait to get started.
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Mistique was running late to the first day of the Mistral Jamboree, which was ironic considering that she had arrived a week early. All of her clan's chefs had travelled to the Windswept Plateau early to source ingredients and get a jump on all the other clans arriving for the festival.
They had finished their pre-festival tasks and spent the prior night celebrating and enjoying themselves... which led to Mistique sleeping in today. Then, it had been her task to oversee the loading of their ship with all the supplies they had purchased. The sun was already starting to set by the time she was able to break free from that task to enjoy the official celebration.
Tomorrow she would be back to sourcing supplies for her candy confections and trading with other clans who had also journeyed to Wind Flight for the festival. But tonight, she could enjoy the aerial acrobatics and revelry.
A performer catches her eye, and the Imperial stopped to watch the talented skydancer playing a lute in midair. After the performance ends, and the crowd claps appreciatively, she wanders off to find the next wonder.
Mistique was running late to the first day of the Mistral Jamboree, which was ironic considering that she had arrived a week early. All of her clan's chefs had travelled to the Windswept Plateau early to source ingredients and get a jump on all the other clans arriving for the festival.
They had finished their pre-festival tasks and spent the prior night celebrating and enjoying themselves... which led to Mistique sleeping in today. Then, it had been her task to oversee the loading of their ship with all the supplies they had purchased. The sun was already starting to set by the time she was able to break free from that task to enjoy the official celebration.
Tomorrow she would be back to sourcing supplies for her candy confections and trading with other clans who had also journeyed to Wind Flight for the festival. But tonight, she could enjoy the aerial acrobatics and revelry.
A performer catches her eye, and the Imperial stopped to watch the talented skydancer playing a lute in midair. After the performance ends, and the crowd claps appreciatively, she wanders off to find the next wonder.
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Delta breathed in the fresh Windswept Plateau air. This was one of her favorite events of the year, and she always loved to come back to the Windswept Plateau to celebrate Mistral Jamboree. Stepping onto the familiar winding shape of the Cloudsong, Delta couldn't help but gasp when she saw all of this year's festivities. It was even more impressive than last year, and there was so much to see! Her mind couldn't quite comprehend everything that was happening, so she focused on the stalls closest to the entrance of the Cloudsong first.
Delta spotted many musicians as she strolled through the Cloudsong, stopping at each for a few seconds, enraptured by the melodies that all collided with each other and somehow still sounded good. There were bagpipes and harmonicas and harps and even a dragon playing a jolly tune by casting light gusts of wind over an array of glass bottles. From a distance away, she heard a familiar tune.... seeking it out, she walked quickly by all of the other stalls, promising to herself to check them out later. When she arrived at the source of the sound, she felt her heart skip. She was right! There was a cheerful skydancer playing a sea shanty on a harmonica. Why there was a sea shanty in the Wind domain, she didn't know, but what she did know was that it was the same exact song that a crew member had played when she had journeyed to Un-Island last year. It was a popular song from the Water flight, and she wondered if this dragon had learned it from Churnscar Wharf. She had remembered hearing it once when she had swam around there, too, and she felt uplifted by its familiar tune. Even deep in the Cloudsong, there was a part of her flight! Delta finally broke herself off from listening to visit more stalls, but her heart stayed warmed for the rest of the day, able to hear its faint call over the bustle of the crowds as she walked.
Delta breathed in the fresh Windswept Plateau air. This was one of her favorite events of the year, and she always loved to come back to the Windswept Plateau to celebrate Mistral Jamboree. Stepping onto the familiar winding shape of the Cloudsong, Delta couldn't help but gasp when she saw all of this year's festivities. It was even more impressive than last year, and there was so much to see! Her mind couldn't quite comprehend everything that was happening, so she focused on the stalls closest to the entrance of the Cloudsong first.
Delta spotted many musicians as she strolled through the Cloudsong, stopping at each for a few seconds, enraptured by the melodies that all collided with each other and somehow still sounded good. There were bagpipes and harmonicas and harps and even a dragon playing a jolly tune by casting light gusts of wind over an array of glass bottles. From a distance away, she heard a familiar tune.... seeking it out, she walked quickly by all of the other stalls, promising to herself to check them out later. When she arrived at the source of the sound, she felt her heart skip. She was right! There was a cheerful skydancer playing a sea shanty on a harmonica. Why there was a sea shanty in the Wind domain, she didn't know, but what she did know was that it was the same exact song that a crew member had played when she had journeyed to Un-Island last year. It was a popular song from the Water flight, and she wondered if this dragon had learned it from Churnscar Wharf. She had remembered hearing it once when she had swam around there, too, and she felt uplifted by its familiar tune. Even deep in the Cloudsong, there was a part of her flight! Delta finally broke herself off from listening to visit more stalls, but her heart stayed warmed for the rest of the day, able to hear its faint call over the bustle of the crowds as she walked.
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Bloodborne idly scratches at a piece of bloody bandage wrapped around his right forearm, bright pink eyes watching those around him as he sits to take a breather from the festival. A Death Seeker perches on his right horn, cawing at any dragons who get too close. The large corvid never did like other dragons; he'd been a handful even for Bloodborne at first, who'd raised him since finding the bird as a fledgling.
Another Jamboree-goer comes to ask if the gauze-covered Guardian is all right, ignoring the noisy Death Seeker protesting their presence. Bloodborne nods, politely explains he just has hemophilia, and sends the concerned drake on their way. He sighs as the Skydancer heads off, craning his neck around to stare at the dormant vines coiled around his body. For a second he almost looks like he's going to bite at them, but he simply shakes his head and faces forward again, watching the various individuals enjoying the festivities.
Bloodborne idly scratches at a piece of bloody bandage wrapped around his right forearm, bright pink eyes watching those around him as he sits to take a breather from the festival. A Death Seeker perches on his right horn, cawing at any dragons who get too close. The large corvid never did like other dragons; he'd been a handful even for Bloodborne at first, who'd raised him since finding the bird as a fledgling.
Another Jamboree-goer comes to ask if the gauze-covered Guardian is all right, ignoring the noisy Death Seeker protesting their presence. Bloodborne nods, politely explains he just has hemophilia, and sends the concerned drake on their way. He sighs as the Skydancer heads off, craning his neck around to stare at the dormant vines coiled around his body. For a second he almost looks like he's going to bite at them, but he simply shakes his head and faces forward again, watching the various individuals enjoying the festivities.
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Cirrocco took a long, deep, dramatic breath that puffed her chest out like a hot air balloon. Xirtam watched with a grimace of confusion as she released the breath into a sinking balloon, lifting it back into the air until it was taut on its tether.[/columns]
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[right]"So... How does it work? Do you like... Breathe helium, or...? Is it heat? They shouldn't float from breath alone!" They squinted up at their friend, following under her as she glided to the next balloon, continuing her maintenance.[/right]
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Cirrocco rolled her eyes, smiling. "Do I [i]sound[/i] like I have helium breath?" She tested one of the tethers with a sharp tug. "I know you REALLY want it to be a mechanical or scientific thing, but sometimes it's as simple as 'magic'!"
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[right]"EVERYTHING is a scientific thing! And not just because I want it to be. It's just the truth." Xirtam insisted. Sitting back, they crossed their arms only momentarily before yelping as a twirling Ridgeback stepped on their tail. Cirrocco made no effort to hide her bark of laughter.[/right]
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"Just enjoy the party! You'll have time for being a [i]big nerd[/i] later. Just because I have to work today doesn't mean you do." The Bogsneak wrinkled her snout playfully. "I would've thought a nice party like this would be a welcome break from your junkyard. You wore your suit and everything!"
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Cirrocco raised an eyebrow at the Mirror dragon, her fins askew in befuddlement. "Fancy?" She shook her head. "Who told you that? That's not what the Mistral Jamboree is about! Here, just look." She alighted on the deck beside her anxious friend.
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[center]Cirrocco laid a paw on her friend's shoulder, pointing with her other towards the buffet table. "Look over here, look at the mess! There's a Spiral and a Veilspun swimming in the fondue fountain, and look at that foodfight going on over at the end!"
The two turned, and Cirrocco indicated one of the numerous art platforms. "Talonpainting." She stated simply, allowing the squeals and the splatters on canvas and scale alike to speak for themselves.
Lastly she gestured skywards, craning her neck beyond the canvas canopy to see the atmosphere divers strapping their insulation on tight. "Look at these guys! They're gonna race up as high as they can possibly go, until their toes start to freeze and they can't hold their breath another second! That can't possibly be classy, can it?"
Cirrocco turned her gaze back to Xirtam.
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"You've been following me around all day, and I go where the sinking lanterns are! I just happen to be circling the ballroom for today! Have someone else show you around, someone who can show you a good time. Here, I know, HEY GRIM, ATLAS!"
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[right]Xirtam clung to Cirrocco's paw, wilting.
"Aw, Rocko, c'mon, not these two, I'm gonna be SUCH a third wheel. You're the only person here I really KNOW." They met the Bogsneak's eyes desperately, but Cirrocco shrugged them off.[/right]
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"Let them try, they'll surprise you, I promise." Before Xirtam could protest any further, she ran ahead to hug Grim and Atlas in turn. "Hey you two! Enjoying the festivities?"
An enthused nod from the couple was all she needed to barrel on.
"You remember Xirtam, from the market, they're the chandler responsible for the candles at your wedding!"
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"I knew you couldn't forget! Xirtam here has only really gotten a good look at the ballroom, and it's not really their scene. I'd show them around, but I'm still on the clock. I figured you two know your way around a party..." She trailed off conspiratorially.
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[columns] [right]"It would be our pleasure!" Atlas boomed. "You're real craftsy, arent'cha Xirtam? You're gonna LOVE the festival! If we hurry, we can make it to the paper airplane workshop that's starting in ten minutes! Let's go!" The couple barreled off down a wobbly suspended bridge, leaving Xirtam another minute to try and bargain.[/right][nextcol][url= https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/46935373][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/469354/46935373p.png[/img][/url]
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Before Xirtam could speak, Cirrocco played her trump card.
"Both of them are cartographers, did you know? They've got all kinds of fancy gadgets in their workshop. Ask Grim about her printing press."
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Cirrocco boomed a laugh. "All right, bye, I guess!"
She watched the three fade into black and white specks on a distant pavilion before continuing her work. The Bogsneak inhaled deeply, feeling the Windsinger's breath dance and swirl in her chest until it felt cold. She released the tempestuously imbued air back into the balloon lantern, and watched it soar to life once again.[/columns]
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Cirrocco took a long, deep, dramatic breath that puffed her chest out like a hot air balloon. Xirtam watched with a grimace of confusion as she released the breath into a sinking balloon, lifting it back into the air until it was taut on its tether.
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"So... How does it work? Do you like... Breathe helium, or...? Is it heat? They shouldn't float from breath alone!" They squinted up at their friend, following under her as she glided to the next balloon, continuing her maintenance.
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Cirrocco rolled her eyes, smiling. "Do I sound like I have helium breath?" She tested one of the tethers with a sharp tug. "I know you REALLY want it to be a mechanical or scientific thing, but sometimes it's as simple as 'magic'!"
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"EVERYTHING is a scientific thing! And not just because I want it to be. It's just the truth." Xirtam insisted. Sitting back, they crossed their arms only momentarily before yelping as a twirling Ridgeback stepped on their tail. Cirrocco made no effort to hide her bark of laughter.
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"Just enjoy the party! You'll have time for being a big nerd later. Just because I have to work today doesn't mean you do." The Bogsneak wrinkled her snout playfully. "I would've thought a nice party like this would be a welcome break from your junkyard. You wore your suit and everything!"
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Xirtam shuffled anxiously on their talons. "It is, it is. I'm just not FANCY like these dragons! I don't know... Which forks to use for which foods. You're over here doing maintenance, that's way more up my alley than anything else here!"
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Cirrocco raised an eyebrow at the Mirror dragon, her fins askew in befuddlement. "Fancy?" She shook her head. "Who told you that? That's not what the Mistral Jamboree is about! Here, just look." She alighted on the deck beside her anxious friend.
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Cirrocco laid a paw on her friend's shoulder, pointing with her other towards the buffet table. "Look over here, look at the mess! There's a Spiral and a Veilspun swimming in the fondue fountain, and look at that foodfight going on over at the end!"
The two turned, and Cirrocco indicated one of the numerous art platforms. "Talonpainting." She stated simply, allowing the squeals and the splatters on canvas and scale alike to speak for themselves.
Lastly she gestured skywards, craning her neck beyond the canvas canopy to see the atmosphere divers strapping their insulation on tight. "Look at these guys! They're gonna race up as high as they can possibly go, until their toes start to freeze and they can't hold their breath another second! That can't possibly be classy, can it?"
Cirrocco turned her gaze back to Xirtam.
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"You've been following me around all day, and I go where the sinking lanterns are! I just happen to be circling the ballroom for today! Have someone else show you around, someone who can show you a good time. Here, I know, HEY GRIM, ATLAS!"
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A giggling couple broke away from the dance floor, galloping their way. They whispered and shoved at eachother flirtatiously as they walked.
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Xirtam clung to Cirrocco's paw, wilting.
"Aw, Rocko, c'mon, not these two, I'm gonna be SUCH a third wheel. You're the only person here I really KNOW." They met the Bogsneak's eyes desperately, but Cirrocco shrugged them off.
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"Let them try, they'll surprise you, I promise." Before Xirtam could protest any further, she ran ahead to hug Grim and Atlas in turn. "Hey you two! Enjoying the festivities?"
An enthused nod from the couple was all she needed to barrel on.
"You remember Xirtam, from the market, they're the chandler responsible for the candles at your wedding!"
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Grim let out a delighted gasp. "Oh, its a privilege to finally meet you, Xirtam! My, we were just remembering those candles yesterday morning, weren't we angel?" She placed a talon on Atlas's shoulder, and he blushed.
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"I knew you couldn't forget! Xirtam here has only really gotten a good look at the ballroom, and it's not really their scene. I'd show them around, but I'm still on the clock. I figured you two know your way around a party..." She trailed off conspiratorially.
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"It would be our pleasure!" Atlas boomed. "You're real craftsy, arent'cha Xirtam? You're gonna LOVE the festival! If we hurry, we can make it to the paper airplane workshop that's starting in ten minutes! Let's go!" The couple barreled off down a wobbly suspended bridge, leaving Xirtam another minute to try and bargain.
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Before Xirtam could speak, Cirrocco played her trump card.
"Both of them are cartographers, did you know? They've got all kinds of fancy gadgets in their workshop. Ask Grim about her printing press."
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The Mirror's mouth snapped shut as the gears in their mind began to whir to life at the prospect of the feat of mechanics that was the modern printing press. Cirrocco swore she could almost see them salivating as they whirled around and darted after the couple.
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Cirrocco boomed a laugh. "All right, bye, I guess!"
She watched the three fade into black and white specks on a distant pavilion before continuing her work. The Bogsneak inhaled deeply, feeling the Windsinger's breath dance and swirl in her chest until it felt cold. She released the tempestuously imbued air back into the balloon lantern, and watched it soar to life once again.
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Cobalt was almost bursting with excitement. After he'd been elected, it had just been 'boring work blah blah meetings' all day, every day. He was happy to finally have a few days off to celebrate his home flight's festival.
"Come on Jinxie! We can fly a kite! Or go gather some scrolls! Or-" He was cut off as the older imperial laughed.
"Slow down, you're acting like a newborn hatchling! We have days to do all this stuff. You won't end up having any fun if we do it all on the first day." Cobalt nodded, listening, then...
"THE AERGATE! Come on Jinxie, come on through it with me, just this once... I'll stop annoying you for the rest of the day!" Jinxie smiled. That impulsive wildclaw never learned... but this was a festival for wind, the flight of impulsiveness.
"Oh, go on then. One time can't hurt."
"WOOHOO! Let's go get in line! This is going to be SO MUCH FUN!!!!!"
Cobalt was almost bursting with excitement. After he'd been elected, it had just been 'boring work blah blah meetings' all day, every day. He was happy to finally have a few days off to celebrate his home flight's festival.
"Come on Jinxie! We can fly a kite! Or go gather some scrolls! Or-" He was cut off as the older imperial laughed.
"Slow down, you're acting like a newborn hatchling! We have days to do all this stuff. You won't end up having any fun if we do it all on the first day." Cobalt nodded, listening, then...
"THE AERGATE! Come on Jinxie, come on through it with me, just this once... I'll stop annoying you for the rest of the day!" Jinxie smiled. That impulsive wildclaw never learned... but this was a festival for wind, the flight of impulsiveness.
"Oh, go on then. One time can't hurt."
"WOOHOO! Let's go get in line! This is going to be SO MUCH FUN!!!!!"
|| If I don't reply, I'm probably fretting about phrasing.
