✽❀ GARDENTASTA ❀ ✽

[gayformaster]

Who: Everyone and anyone! Yes, everyone is invited!
What: The ❀ GARDENTASTA ❀! Aka, a giant costume party for everyone!
When: August 12th! Yes, this is being posted in advance.
Where: The gardens attached to the labs in the bottom of the ship!
Warnings: If any threads go above PG-13, please warn about this in the subject line! The basic party

Comments

Austria | Open | Providing background romaaance music

[whichwayissouth]

[Where's the dance floor? He came all the way here with his violin because of his conversations with Japan on the outreach of music, and then he can't find where everybody is.

Oh. There's a wishing well. It's not like he wanted to make a wish, he's too old to believe in such things anymore. But there's something to it, some sort of fragrance, perhaps, that reminded him of---other times. He was in love once and he's still in love, what do you know. It's wistful. He misses his ex-wife.

So, while Elton John may not be playing piano in the bushes, you'll have a lineface musician playing violin in the corner. Specifically speaking, Dvorak's Song of the Moon, Debussy's Girl with the Flaxen Hair, Gluck's Dance of the Blessed Spirits (minus the piano part) and Tchaikovsky's None But The Lonely Heart (sans the orchestra).

Bug him, catcalls, throw tomatoes, etc if you want. Otherwise, he'll be there. Playing his music and feeling so, so very angsty about his lack of Hungary.]

[ineuphony]

You're fine. Trust me.

[whichwayissouth]

Should I pick out one for you, then? Of course, it looks like they're all the same, in any case.

[ineuphony]

Y-You don't have to...

[whichwayissouth]

If I do anything because I have to, I wouldn't be here in the first place, would I?

[reaches up and grabs a clutch of white flowers, wow, he hasn't done this in ages]

Here you go.

[ineuphony]

[grins big and takes it.]

Thank you. You're so kind.

[whichwayissouth]

It's nothing. I know a colleague who likes the same thing, that is all.

[ineuphony]

[she gives him a light hug.]

[whichwayissouth]

[Normally he would take this in stride, but there's flower power. Although flower power isn't enough to get over 1,000 years of social awkwardness.

So he just

freezes. And blinks.]

.........um, Miss Maka?

[ineuphony]

[quickly backs away.]

...!! Sorry! I don't know what came over me!

[whichwayissouth]

[And without thinking, he grabs her hand.]

No, wait, it's not your fault!

[ineuphony]

Ah....

[whichwayissouth]

[.....suddenly realizes just how awkward this situation is, and lets go of her hand. Though not before he's sure that she won't run away or anything.]

My apologies. I'm not sure what came over me, either.

[ineuphony]

No, it's okay....

[whichwayissouth]

.....Do you want to put it in your hair? I think it'll go well with you.

[ineuphony]

Sure...