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]

There's a challenging raise of his eyebrows. "I recall someone singing a different tune a while back. I think New Orleans, and there was an open mic night...?"

He snickers. "Come on and get off your ass, you lazy cat. At least dance with me."

Re: By the Bonfine

[mogget_cat]

"Back then, I was trying to distract as many listeners as I could," he grins, eventually getting to his feet. Lazy cat or not, the feline grace is always there.

"Fine, fine," Yrael says, fondly, bumping his shoulder against his brother's. "I might as well, or you'll harangue me all night."

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

"If by harangue you mean throw into the lake, then yes." He smiles, picking up an easy rhythm out of the music.

"You know any real dances, or do you just try to bop around with the music?" he teases, a challenge more than evident in his words.

Re: By the Bonfine

[mogget_cat]

"What, there's a difference between 'real' dancing and the bopping around with the music everyone on Earth does?" Yrael grins.

He is, at least, a fast learner.

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

"Yes," he says in a smug tone. "What I do is dancing. Everything else is crap."

He moves to stand in front of Yrael, moving in easy steps to the music with an invitation in his stance to follow along.

Re: By the Bonfine

[mogget_cat]

"Oh, so I shouldn't even try, huh?" Yrael grins, "Then I'll go back and watch."

But he's already moving, following with the intention to learn.

Re: By the Bonfine

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

The music picks up a Latin feel, and he moves into a bastardized salsa, letting Yrael pick up the basic rhythm before adding his own variations.

It's clear that he's very much enjoying himself: he's dancing, and he always enjoys dancing.

Re: By the Bonfine

[mogget_cat]

It's a dance that calls for grace in one's movements, so Yrael, following Jason, picks up the rhythm pretty quickly.