The First Winter Festival at Falner, 2063 | September 5 to September 12

[clayce]

WHO: Open to All!
WHAT: Netsach has decided to lighten the mood within Falner Estate by holding two Winter Festivals this year. This one will be the first: might as well take advantage of the climate, eh?
WHERE: South District, the Falner Estate
WHEN: From the morning of September 5 all the way until the unholy hours of September 12
SAFE FOR WORK? Probably? Will be updated if that changes.
OTHER NOTES:
+ Always make sure to put the date and time of your interaction in the subject field of your comments.
+ Open threads are welcome; just put a note down in the subject field of your comment, together with the date and rough timeframe.
+ NPCs are available for bugging, so just let me know if you want somebody in particular?




[Yes, it isn't supposed to be winter yet.

This is how Netsach will show that they no longer give a shit.]

Comments

September 7, 2063 || Closed to Josh

[habub]

[The timing of this text is going to be very eerie. Your phone will ping with it the precise second that you finish your day, and are in the position to answer it immediately.]

SENT: 8:31 PM
Mr. Larue of the War Hounds, correct?

I am Inquisitor Kaizen Tempesta. My little sister has told me to contact you as soon as I was available. So here we are. You are free to talk, of course.

[Of course you are. He checked.]

'^' kaizen

[larue]

[ He's actually just stepped out of the locker area and is making his way up to those stands. He'd already told the boys that if any of them were thinking of heading over to Falner, he could offer them a ride -- no one took the offer; they all have ways to get to the Winter Festival on their own. ]

SENT: 08:32 PM
Yes sir. I am. On both counts. I'm currently still
at Ateneo, but I can drive over to wherever is most
convenient for you.

september 7, 2063 ; saxon&breton ; #russia

[bostova]

[ Yulia had planned on flopping down on the couch and being lazy after her morning workout at the Tower that day, but Sabina was walking around (preparing breakfast) in just an apron, so she locks herself back in her room.

She picks her phone from her bed and sees two of her braided bracelets still sitting on the night stand. Crap, she'd forgotten.

She sends a text to Saxon and Breton's shared number. ]

SENT: 7:08 AM
I forgot to give you something. Are you still around?

lmao yes =w=

[habub]

SENT: 8:33 PM
Come to the Winter Festival, then. I have a table to myself.

[And here are the exact GPS coordinates, ayup.]

[thebrandybunch]

[This comes in promptly, because Reasons.]

SENT: 7:09 AM
YEP. We're over at the Regardi Estate!

[bostova]

SENT: 7:10 AM
Great. I am coming over.

[ If it means not sticking around at the Tower while Sabina is walking around in just an apron, she's totally going over there. She'll change quickly, grab the two bracelets and quickly leave the Tower, not even looking in Sabina's direction when she says her goodbyes. ]

[thebrandybunch]

SENT: 7:12 AM
Oh, okay! Watcha want for breakfast? We'll have them make stuff for you. :O

[And they'll join you there, since they're both still busy doing their morning routines.]

[bostova]

[ ...Huh. ]

SENT: 7:15 AM
Really?

SENT: 7:15 AM
Is that alright? I could just get breakfast at the Great Hall, then come over.

[thebrandybunch]

SENT: 7:17 AM
Of course it is! You're our sister, and pretty much a Throne to us! :D :D :D

[Pleasepleaseplease come. ;w;]

[bostova]

[ :T Fine. ]

SENT: 7:20 AM
Alright. I can have what you are having for breakfast.

[thebrandybunch]

SENT: 7:22 AM
YAY!

We'll wait outside for you. See you soon?

[larue]

[ He's committing those coordinates to memory just as he makes his way to his car ( his car, still getting used to that, yup ) and hits the road.

Give him about twenty minutes ( he doesn't drive like your brother, sir ) to get from Katipunan back to Falner, and another ten to find you because there are a lot of people tonight. ]

[habub]

[Don't worry: he has taken that into consideration. As such, by the time you find Kaizen, he appears to be perfectly settled where he is, and going through an after-dinner cigarette.

Fixing his gaze on you the moment you're close enough, and nodding. There is only one other chair at his table beyond the one that he is sitting on, and it's right in front of him. There is also a plate of food for you, and a drink. Both are favorites of yours.

He's done his research.]

[larue]

[ Huh. Then again, he shouldn't be surprise. You're his assigned mentor in the Rashinban. ]

Pleasure to finally meet you, Inquisitor Tempesta.

[ He's going to sit down and offer his hand for a shake before he joins you for a stick. He's hungry because of practice, but he can afford to enjoy the meal slowly. ]

[habub]

The feeling is mutual for the moment.

[That might sound offensive coming from anyone else, but coming from Kaizen, it feels... neutral. Completely neutral.]

My brother and my sister both insisted that I mentor you. [Tilts head.] I am not quite sure why yet.

[bostova]

SENT: 7:23 AM
Yes, see you soon.

[ 'Soon' being about 30 minutes later, which is when she arrives at the Regardi residence. ]

[thebrandybunch]

[Which is cool by them, since they are used to waiting. You'll find them right on the front porch once you've been escorted through the gates.]

Morning!

[The Brands are 24/7 People. Any day, any hour, they always seem to be exactly the same.]

[bostova]

[ She sees them on the porch and she quickens her step and practically hops in front of them, smiling. (Interesting.) ]

Good morning. [ And the smile fades into something more... questioning, unsure. ] Please don't tell me that you have been waiting out here since our last exchange.

[thebrandybunch]

We have been, but it's cool!

[Saxon.]

There's nothing to do anyway. Food's not quite ready yet.

[Breton.]

Should be done by now, though.

[bostova]

Sorry I took so long, then. [ She'll hop on the porch to stand next to them, now. ] Shall we have breakfast, now?

[thebrandybunch]

Okay!

[Now you're going to have these two overeager puppies leading you inside. A number of the other Thrones are already in, Gabriel, Thomas, and 108 included. Heck, you'll even see Dove...

It's kinda-sorta first thing in the morning, though, so nope, you don't have to be social. Heck, the Brands just gave a general greeting before fussing over you, and getting you settled.

By the way, that's a lot of food on that table.]

[bostova]

[ She's polite when acknowledging and greeting the others, but mostly she hides behind the Brands. Yeah, she's using them as a social shield, just in case, and letting them lead her around.

Because let's face it, she's only here for Saxon and Breton, and breakfast. ]

[thebrandybunch]

[It's a good thing, then, that their siblings, older and younger, seem to understand this and generally leave you alone.

Granted, that means that these two fuss over you. Apparently, one of the ways that they show their love is by trying to feed you... well... everything.]

Want more?

[Breton, in an attempt to give you a third serving of Everything.

Saxon has nothing to say. He's going on his fifth plate.]

[bostova]

[ See, if this was a visual novel, there would be three choices:

A. Politely decline and ask for more coffee instead.
B. Say yes, and accept the food. All the food. There's so much food, why waste it?
C. Shove that plate in Breton's face for attempting to make her fat.

Except this isn't a visual novel, and that third option is rude. But Yulia is also rude, and without filters, and still somewhat hungry even after two full plates of eggs, bacon, ham, bread, and a million kinds of sausage. Which is why Yulia sweetly smiles at Breton, eyes dangerously narrowed, handing him her empty plate. ]

If my waistline gains even a centimeter after this, I am going to rip your throat out.

I'd like to have more coffee, too.

[ She went for the fourth option, All of the above. Or a variation of it, anyway. ]

[thebrandybunch]

Okay!

[Heh. Piling stuff on for you on Breton's end.

And this is from Saxon, right after he swallows:]

I'm pretty sure you won't gain anything, Yulia-chan, because you're always trying to rip our throats out!