End of the Long Winter.

[fluxscapemod]

What: The entirety of Driftcrest and YOU! Even you new faces!
Where: The large park in the center of town.
When: From the 15th to the 18th
Warnings: Will warn as needed.

The people of Driftcrest have so much to celebrate. Their loved ones have been returned to them, and the Unseen are well and truly and genuinely gone. Not only that, but a Winter that had been going on for years is finally ended and it's well and truly Summer. Flowers are blooming, there's color in the town that wasn't there before. People are happy. They have their freedom back, and are taking full advantage of it.

Now that there's no longer a curfew, the party can go well into the night with music, dancing, food of all kinds all over the place both set on tables and in various food trucks.

With the hammocks hung up in the area, along with portable ones available to purchase, and twinkling string lights threaded through the trees, the setting is peaceful. A far cry from the stress of the last few weeks.

There's music, both live and recorded, and an outdoor dance floor has been set up under some beautiful hanging lanterns and twinkling string lights. Once the sun goes down, there'll be fires set up for people to sit by and make s'mores.

All in all, this promises to be a memorable experience.

Grab some food, buy a hammock, find somewhere to celebrate because this party will go on for a while.

Comments

Food Truck

[angelic_archer]

Alec's fondness for pastry and a certain flavor combination had lured him toward the Baked food truck. Snickerdoodle was almost as good as Chai. As he picked up his order, he turned around in time to see a child levitate instead of fall. Looking around, he noticed someone who he thought might have cast the spell.

Stepping away from the truck so that the next customer could pick up their order, he watched the woman, frowning as he tried to see past whatever glamour she must be using since he couldn't see any sign of a warlock mark.

[the_phoenix_rises]

Given the nature of her abilities, she could sense someone focusing on her. Thus she spun around with a wary expression on her face. "Is there a problem?" She asked, her gaze settling on Alec, while she fought the urge to read him further. She always tried her best not to be invasive, respecting the privacy of other people's thoughts.

[angelic_archer]

Alec hadn't bothered to glamour his runes. They'd look like elaborate tattoos to Mundanes. If someone was a Downworlder then their reaction would tell Alec that they were from his reality.

The wariness he noticed wasn't enough to judge if she was a Downworlder. He was tall, dressed in black, and had a tendency to scowl. Most beings looked at him like he was someone to stay away from, or they thought he was a ninja. The thought caused his heart ache, but he ignored it along with the reminder of Magnus. "No. I was trying to figure out if you were a warlock."

Izzy would punch him for that answer, but he wasn't going to lie about why he'd been watching her when she seemed to expect him to start trouble with her.

[the_phoenix_rises]

Admittedly that wasn't the answer that Jean was expecting, thus it caught it off guard for a moment. She couldn't stop herself from staring blankly at Alec, before she recovered herself.

"Definitely not a warlock. I'm actually a mutant." She replied, lightly rubbing at the back of her neck. She supposed it could be easy to confuse her powers with magic, but as far as she knew magic didn't exist back home. She had only been briefly exposed to it now that she was in Driftcrest.

[angelic_archer]

"A mutant?" He understood the basic concept of it. Shadowhunters might be isolated and rely on magic and runes, but he had read about the basics of science. It didn't seem like she meant it in the way it was presented in those books. Maybe that was her world's version of Downworlders? "I don't think my world uses that term the same way that yours does."