Tarot Beach Party

[lady_moon]

There are those of the tarot who know how to set up for a party.

Ruin had spent most of the afternoon building the bonfire. He has carefully made it much in the way he would have with the villagers of his mortal life when they would celebrate the harvests. Charity, Unity, and Skill had spent most of the day setting up food, both their sorts of foods and the sorts the sentients would be expecting.

Moon watched it all with rapt fascination, her eyes on the marshmallows Skill told her firmly she isn't allowed to touch yet. But they're white and fluffy looking and Moon is curious. Mons barks at her, warning Skill, and Moon is shooed off.

It's Fortune who puts out blankets, spread all over the beach area for everyone to use. Moon watches her family set up for a party, for guests... real guests who are coming simply to come instead of for answers. She watches Fortune set down a large stack of very warm looking towels, and she grins.

Swimming. Damian will like the swimming.

Her wolves run up and down the beach in excitement, and Moon knows it's time.

Disappearing back to Milliways, she sets it up so people can come and go as they need to, pleased with herself and her family.

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Re: Food and Drink

[three_of_swords]

"You'd never know she's the second oldest," Sorrow murmurs.

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[wheatencrown]

"Age has never been a good judge of anything as you well know."

Re: Food and Drink

[three_of_swords]

There's soft laughter.

"I know it well, Mother-Of-Growing-Things," Sorrow says.

Re: Food and Drink

[wheatencrown]

"Tell me of yourself, where do you wander?"

Re: Food and Drink

[three_of_swords]

Sorrow turns her bright gaze to Demeter.

"I go where tears fall," she says. "I am sorrow embodied. Loss and mourning and broken faith. Most often, I tend to sit and hold someone as they weep, as their heart takes its time in repairing what has been so desperately wounded. Other than that, I don't tend to wander much."

"Sweet Sorrow spends much of her time here. This is home. Ruin brought her to us when she was but a wee thing, no more than seven summers to her then," Skill says, sipping her wine.

Re: Food and Drink

[wheatencrown]

Demeter nods and takes a drink of wine,

"It is a lovely home."

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[three_of_swords]

Sorrow chuckles, even if that sound is a bit sad in nature. "Moon did very well, though I think some of the others will never let her decorate a world again."

Re: Food and Drink

[wheatencrown]

"Her tastes are bright, but I can see how they might not be to everyone's liking."

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[ten_of_swords]

Ruin comes up and wraps an arm around Sorrow waist, giving her a fatherly kiss on the top of her head.

"Eh, they grow on you after two or three hundred years." He smirks. "We also don't have the heart to break hers by redecorating the place."

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[wheatencrown]

Demeter gives him a smile,

"Which shows what a good brother you are."

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[ten_of_swords]

"Family is important," he says. "Family, to us, is everything."

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[wheatencrown]

"As it should be, you know that I'll never disagree with you about that."

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[ten_of_swords]

Ruin chuckles, hugging Sorrow a little closer.

"No, Demeter, that, I think, we agree whole-heartedly on."

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[wheatencrown]

"Oh yes."

They're both given a quick hug by her as she grins.