[MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

[sixthiteration]

WHERE: Corn field next to the inn
WHEN: 31 October, all day and night
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn as appropriate in your subject lines
NOTES: Please make sure you have read and understand the event details! If you have questions, drop them here. RECOMMENDED BUT NOT REQUIRED: Put your SCRUBS COLOR in your OTA subject line for folks doing bingo. Time your OTA for the harvest feast, the masquerade, or both. Costume matches and details for folks who did not get matched are here.

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This morning, our intrepid villagers awoke to a surprise of the nicer kind: A bundle of clothing left at the foot of their bed, tied with a bow. There is also a note: Put on your new outfit and join the festivities in the corn field next to the inn.

You may be thinking, what corn field next to the inn? The one that sprung up fully-mature overnight, of course.

In the middle of the field, villagers will find an autumn feast: Tables piled with harvest time food and drink, warm and rustic decorations, the day's sunshine fending off any chill in the air.

Tuck in and enjoy, villagers, but take note: Things often look different in the dark, and you might be one of them.

Comments

[championofsnark]

Hawke listens, her eyes sympathetic. While her father died some time ago, her mother's death was still very fresh. As much as it pains her to think of her, she still wouldn't change having her around. Even if sometimes she had wished she'd stay out of her personal life a bit more! Ah, mothers.

"I'm sorry, love. I don't entirely know how all of this works, but I've heard in some cases people merely go back without missing any time at all. Don't know if they have any memories or not when they do, and it might not be all cases, but still. There's that option." The problem is there's no way to force it to happen. Otherwise some of them might have already.

"Sorry if this is personal, you can tell me fuck off Hawke, but we're having drinks and sometimes people talk over drinks. How'd you get to your age without knowing her?" He's no spring chicken after all.

[blindninja]

Matt doesn't know how all this works either. He only just got here and he doesn't feel qualified to speculate. Not that he'd rather talk about his mother, but at least he doesn't feel so out of his depth when the topic changes.

"She left when I was very young." He can say it with a degree of impartiality now that there's been some time and distance. He wouldn't say he's not angry about it anymore, but it is years of wondering and feeling vex and unsettled finally resolved.

"It was an... awkward. Reunion." If he could fix it, he would, but. Here they are.

"Sorry. Don't want to dampen the mood."

[championofsnark]

Hawke listened and nodded her head. The fact that he even tried to explain instead of told her to fuck off says a lot about him being a good bloke, to be honest. "Well I hope you get a reunion with her for real, love. There's no mood to dampen, this has been an odd enough night. Let's just eat and drink and toast to a better and less bizarre tomorrow."


[ooc: cool to wrap? it was such an awesome thread tho would love more]

Sounds good :D

[blindninja]

Somehow Matt manages a brave smile. He will have plenty of time to lament over all the things he's lost by being brought here later, on a less... festive occasion. "Yeah. Yeah I think I can drink to that."