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.

Comments

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason grins. "Something with a good beat to it? You can't have a party without dancing."

He eyes the guitar with appreciation. "You're a handy one to have around, Skill."

Re: By the Bonfine

[tarot_npc]

Skill tosses him a wink and a grin before breaking into an improvised rhythm appropriate to the occasion. Not too fast, but not slow enough to put anyone to sleep, either. Danceable by pretty much anyone who can count repeatedly to four and has passable motor skills.

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason bobs his head with the rhythm, smiling softly as he does. "Perfect."

And he's on his feet, body already moving with the beat of the music. He's not at work, and this isn't a sensual dance for everyone to see. This is him getting a chance to move; let his body move how it wants to in response to the music, and all for himself. All his joy from the night's events are in his well-trained movements.

Re: By the Bonfine

[ten_of_swords]

Ruin comes to stand by Skill, watching her for a moment, and then -- after a moment of consideration -- picks up a fiddle and the bow. After counting her beats, getting the feel for the music, he begins to play along with her, adding the sound of the fiddle (maybe with a bit of a Scottish feel to the sound) to that of the guitar.

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason's dance morphs with the addition of the fiddle. He's by no means a country boy, and his roots don't have any real Irish flavor, but he can appreciate the mood of the song.

He laughs as he dances, much lighter and more youthful than he usually appears.

Re: By the Bonfine

[lady_moon]

Moon laughs, clapping her hands with delight as she watches and listens. Music and dance, wonderful inventions, she thinks.

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He sees her as he passes and spins around, extending a hand to pull her into step with him. What would normally be wrought with sexual energy is oddly a very playful thing for him right now, and he'll share it with Moon happily.

Re: By the Bonfine

[lady_moon]

And she'll gladly join him.

Her feet move in an instinctive manner, dancing about with Jason, her skirts fluttering as her laughter joins into the rhythm of the music.

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

It's nice, dancing with her. He catches her around the waist swinging her in time with him and keeping her held close to his body.

They laugh together and his eyes are as bright as ever as he smiles down at her before calling out, "Hey! Are we the only two smart enough to be dancing right now? You guys are missing all the fun!"