lady_moon | Tarot Beach Party

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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"Hello, little sister," he murmurs with a smile, clasping his hands over hers around his waist, leaning forward enough to just pull her off her feet.

"I'm glad I could make it, and see you all. Your home is beautiful."

"I made it. Well, not all of it all by myself, but I picked the colors. And some of the smells."

Moon's very proud of their work.

"I've missed you," she says, kissing his neck chastely.

"It's breathtaking," he murmurs, tilting his head at the kiss to his neck, suppressing a shudder. "It's good to see you again," he says, turning her around to hug her.

Moon happily returns that hug.

"I've been busy. So have you. Now I'm not and I can cuddle you." She giggles. "Or you can cuddle me, but there should be cuddling."

"There should be," he says, holding her tight.

She pulls back to look up at him.

"How have you been?"

"Tired, sister. But good," he says with a half smile. "I've missed seeing you, and now none of my clothes smell like you've worn them."

Moon pulls him down onto a blanket and snuggles against him.

"We should watch your screen again. It was fun, watching the people on the screen and cuddling with you."

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