open // such a beautiful crime

[croibhristeoir]

Who: Diarmuid, his sparkly butterfly-attracting father, and anyone who wanders by.
Where: Somewhere along the beach
When: Evening of 5/30
Summary: MAGICAL SPARKLY PARTY OF FRIENDSHIP AND JOY
Log:

[Some people may be attracted by the fact that there's a bonfire currently set on the shoreline, or that there's a whole lot of food and drinks around. Or they could just see a certain someone and his overly-sparkly father nearby and decide to approach one of them. Diarmuid didn't expect many people to simply happen upon them, but if that occurred they'd of course be more than welcome. Hence the extra food and whatnot.]

[Hope nobody's allergic to the critical levels of pretty going on here. Maybe some delicious food will help that.]

Comments

[smothersome]

[What is modern food? Any of the food that Aengus made is likely to be unrecognizable to modern people - but still smell delicious. Mm. Don't ask where he got the ingredients. Really. Don't.

Aengus himself seems extremely pleased. Fires like this always set him in a good mood - as long as they're controlled, at least. Although this is larger than the fires he's used to.]

'tis a perfect day for a feast by the shore.

[croibhristeoir]

Yes, I think it is as well. The weather's been generally reasonable since I first arrived here, come to think of it.

[smothersome]

Perhaps 'tis a power of this island. Indeed in the past I have heard of such things; lands where storms miss entirely, or the sun does not sink. But 'tis all but stories, so I had thought.

[croibhristeoir]

I wouldn't assume it to be quite that perfect, at least.

[smothersome]

[Sigh.] Ah, well. It was a pleasant fancy.

[croibhristeoir]

Nothing's flawless, I suppose.

[smothersome]

[He lifts a hand to let a butterfly settle upon it, smiling a little.]

Oh? I would disagree... There are many flawless things in this world.

[croibhristeoir]

You really think so?

[smothersome]

Look around thee.

Canst thou not but see the beauty inherent in nature, even now?

[croibhristeoir]

I...suppose so, yes.

I'm sorry. I'm afraid I am not quite as optimistic as I used to be.

[smothersome]

'tis understandable. But time and I will restore your faith, o dear Diarmuid.

[croibhristeoir]

...I sincerely hope so.

[smothersome]

I sincerely know so. Take this - [He presses a plate into Diarmuid's hands.] - and go taste of the food. It may cheer thee.

[croibhristeoir]

If you insist, Father, then I know I can not argue.

[smothersome]

[Damn right.]

[He smiles at that.] Indeed you cannot, at least when it comes to this.

[croibhristeoir]

No, I should say I definitely can't.

[buildthatwall]

[Two she knows of. Zia wanders by and smiles at them] Hi you two!

[croibhristeoir]

Ah, hello. It's been a while since we last spoke, have you been well?

[technologic]

[A bonfire? Well, that certainly catches April's attention as she walks by. She doesn't approach though, even though she does recognize the two men, and instead just blinks at the bonfire.]

[buildthatwall]

I'm doing well! How have you been?

[croibhristeoir]

[Wave wave.]

[croibhristeoir]

Quite well, actually.

[technologic]

[Blink blink and have a hesitant and small wave back.] Ah, hi, Diarmuid. What're you guys doing?

[croibhristeoir]

It's a bonfire. We just thought we'd enjoy ourselves for a while, at least since we had a moment to do so.

[technologic]

Sounds like a good idea. Never know what this place is gonna do next, so it's best to have fun when we can.