waking the dead 2.0 | 3rd of samhain, de sathairn (saturday)

[clayce]

WHO: Aidan and whoever wants to drop in.
WHAT: Courtyard shenanigans
WHERE: The Main Square of Northern Gardens, Imperial Palace, Lightless Lands
WHEN: 3rd of Samhain, De Sathairn (November, 3, Saturday) - Between 3 PM and 7 PM
SAFE FOR WORK? Yep.
OTHER NOTES: '^'


[ This one ambled downstairs, shifted out and simply sprawled over the Main Square, prompting many curious - and awed - looks. It wasn't too long before curious fae were coming around to admire him, to have a quick word, or leave an offering. He is, after all, a functional god, especially in a place like Arcadia.

He'll be here, moon-bathing until dinner time. The lanterns in the area have all been lit, and anyone else in the gardens is giving Aidan his space. ]

Comments

[clayce]

[ Mmm, okay. He kind of likes it when people do that. =w= ]

I'm of the opinion that comparing experiences is counter productive. [ Blinking at, looking and sounding rather sincere. ] It is enough that one can share similar feelings on the matter.

[ktotheatothez]

That makes a lot of sense. But we worried when we learned.

[ He really isn't aware he's making puppy eyes at you, Aidan. Maybe his eyes flicker up to the bouncing Judgment Arcana on your head, although he knows it's a thread he can't pull on yet. ]

[clayce]

i do apologize for worrying all of you.

[ He doesn't feel that it was unnecessary, but...

Well...

Yeah. ]

I will, of course, attempt to be good from here on.

[ktotheatothez]

[ There's a small shake of his head. ]

Apologies not necessary... I was only worried 'cause y'know, the whole seeing you get your Voidseeker on a few months ago... I just wanted to know that you're okay. Well, as okay as you can be when there's a lot going on.

[clayce]

I am.

[ It's a work in progress, yes, but believing that one was fine with conviction tended to get one's self to the intended destination faster. ]

Thank you, truly, for asking.