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

[menarebrave]

"I don't think there's anything easy to eat about food truck food, Gansey." Bruce doesn't even need to turn to him to answer the question. It is a familiar voice that he's more than accustomed to. Though, he does turn his gaze to him once he stands beside him.

The conversation with Ronan is still rolling in his mind. Maybe he'll bring it up now -- maybe later. It all depends on how things move forward.

"I'm guessing you already caught up with Evie? Diana?"

[affection_for_research]

Lifting the sundae that he'd gotten, he took a bite, not sure what flavor he'd ended up with, asking for the special with extra sprinkles - a reminder of Noah since he was sure that Noah would eat sprinkles if he could - crunching on the candy bits before speaking. "This is easier than - " He gestured toward the taco with his spoon. "That."

Another bite, he considered how to answer a question that should be simple. "I've caught up with Evie. She seems tired, but okay. Better than okay. I don't think I've ever seen her so happy." In either life, actually. "I've been hesitant to see Diana. We were planning to get coffee and discuss art, but we haven't had a chance yet."

[menarebrave]

"I wasn't in the mood for sweets."

Not that Bruce Wayne rarely is anyways.

"I imagine being free from an ice prison will do that to someone. That, and she seems to be rather comfortable around the man that helped her out." Bruce frowns ever so slightly. He's keeping his eye out on this 'Eggsy.' "In my experience? It's easier to be frank and upfront with Diana. She isn't the kind that enjoys being unaware of a situation."

[affection_for_research]

The comment caused Gansey to give him an incredulous look. He might be an 'old man' in a young body but he still has a teenage boy's appetite and preferences for unhealthy food. And an insomniac's need for caffeine and sugar. The idea of not wanting sweets seemed almost like sacrilege.

"It would." Making a thoughtful sound, he considered what he knew about Eggsy. Not much but he'd liked what he's saw, so far. "He seems like a good person. He's trying to take care of her, making sure she doesn't do too much until she's recovered." Almost wistfully, he added, "They seem quite besotted with each other." Ronan and Adam were like that in a way.

Frowning, he took another bite of sprinkles to distract himself, wishing Noah was with them. He'd be able to help Gansey untangle the disaster his life had turned into. "I think you're right about Diana, but I didn't want to throw everything about that world at her at once. It didn't seem right to tell her about Evie, or the two of you. It didn't seem like my story to share."

[menarebrave]

Bruce has had enough mental discipline over the years to not be reliant on caffeine. It helps, now and then. Namely coffee in the morning after only sleeping for two hours.

"You noticed that too." He says as a way to agree with besotted. Bruce isn't Evie's father -- just memories of being a version of a father. Still, those protective urges are there. Ones he intends to keep as close to his chest as he can.

"I told her about Evie already." Bruce turns his gaze back to Gansey. "Maybe it was too much at once, but, I don't think she'd want to be left in the dark about it."