♈ Aradia: ERMAHGERD GHOST PARTY.

[psych0p0mps]

Who: Aradia and YOU!
What: Día de los Muertos party!
When: Nov 1 and 2, afternoon/evening
Where: Nov 1: Castle Graveyard. Nov 2: Wanderers' Yard.
Rating: ???

[It took quite a bit of work on short notice, but the castle cemetery has undergone a remarkable transformation this evening. Every grave is decked out in brightly colored flowers, especially marigolds. As night falls, the place will start to glow by candlelight as well. There's a primary table with food laid out, where you can put your potluck dishes, and another small one with some craft supplies. The music playing is upbeat, like it's encouraging you to dance! This is meant to be a happy occasion, after all.]

[SECTIONS: FOODS | CRAFTS / FACE PAINTING | MINGLING | NOV 2 - WANDERERS' YARD. Will be in and out (mostly out) tonight due to work but yeah tag around!]

Comments

[nihilo]

[ A little girl with a dirty mouth, what hasn't she seen? Alice just grins. ]

I assume that's not a compliment.

[persequor]

It's not.

[nihilo]

And what are the Northrons like?

[persequor]

Northerners. And we're nothing like the Southrons. Each Northerner is worth ten Southrons. We're as hard as the land and as fierce as winter. Our seasons aren't like yours. They last years. We're the only ones who live true winter while the Southrons stoke their fires and bar their doors to a bit of snow. The North can never be taken. Not our land and not our people. Many have tried, but none but a true Northerner can hold it. The North survives and it remembers.

[ And it really, really wants to smash the balls of the South with a spiked mace. ]

[nihilo]

[ Alice just chuckles, thinking of English politics that she hardly cares about. ]

If your land is so hard and the climate so unforgiving, why would anyone want to take it?

[persequor]

People always want what they can't have.

[nihilo]

Do they always?

[persequor]

Don't know anyone who doesn't.

[nihilo]

What do you want that someone else has?

[persequor]

Nothing someone has.

[nihilo]

Nothing anyone has?

[persequor]

[ Does someone's life in the take-it-and-watch-them-choke-on-their-own-bodily-fluids-and-die way count? ]

No.

[nihilo]

You must be the happiest little girl in the whole wide universe.

[persequor]

I'm not so little. I'll be a woman-grown by my next nameday.

[nihilo]

[ She scoffs, waves her hand dismissively. ]

Woman, girl. That makes no difference when it comes to authority.

[persequor]

Women are listened to more than girls.

[nihilo]

Not by much, really.

[persequor]

Something is better than nothing.

[nihilo]

Not always. Something leaves you wanting more.

[persequor]

And if you have nothing, you want something.

[nihilo]

What do you have?

[persequor]

Why don't you share for once?

[nihilo]

That would require you to ask questions.

[persequor]

I have.

[nihilo]

I don't recall. Ask me again.