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: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

"You don't need to be sorry." Ruin turns around and hugs her. "But, yes, it is always there. Some of the others can ignore it for a little while because they're happier cards by nature. Some of us, though, who aren't so happy, it's a little harder."

Re: The Castle

[boundxkitty]

Liz returns the hug, nosing just under his jaw, offing a little comfort in a way she knows how.

"That's gotta suck at times," she says quietly.

Re: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

Ruin pets her hair, giving a soft sound of appreciation for the nuzzling.

"Yeah, it actually does."

Re: The Castle

[boundxkitty]

A low purr settles in her throat as the nuzzling moves to his throat, just resting there quietly.

Though there's the faintest flicker of thought wondering if it's ironic that she's the buzz kill of the mood this time.

Re: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

There's soft chuckling.

"Hardly a buzzkill, pussycat. Just a curious kitten."

Re: The Castle

[boundxkitty]

She nips his throat lightly.

"Can't be a kitten. Kitten is kitten?"

Re: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

Ruin groans at the nip, hugging her a little closer.

"You're all kittens to me."

Re: The Castle

[boundxkitty]

Liz gives a purred hum, settling against him.

"Does that make you a dirty old man?" The question is murmured against his throat, laced with amusement, meaning it as a joke. It's followed by a harder nip.

Re: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

She earns a smack on the ass for that nip.

"Yes. A very dirty old man, as you know first hand, pussycat."

Re: The Castle

[boundxkitty]

She squeaks, a sound full of surprise, though it shifts to a chuckle at his words.

"Know and enjoy," She purrs, nipping his jaw lightly.

Re: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

Ruin smirks, kissing the top of her head.

"Enjoy it you do."

Re: The Castle

[boundxkitty]

Liz gives a hummed purr, eyes glancing around the castle from her position against Ruin.

"So what's your favorite part of the castle?"

Re: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

"I think that would be the parapet, where I can feel the wind on my face and smell the ocean, remembering better times in my life," Ruin murmurs into her hair.

Re: The Castle

[boundxkitty]

Liz tilts her head to nuzzles his throat again, soft and very reminiscent of the cat she is. "Show me?"

Re: The Castle

[ten_of_swords]

Ruin takes her hand.

"I'd love to, pussycat."

He gives her a sweet kiss on the lips, lingering for a moment, and then leads her out of the room and up the stairs, away from people and bonfires and the past.