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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.

Date: 2009-10-06 11:16 am (UTC)
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Star looked to them, pleased. They were almost full.

Moon was almost full. In the many ways that was true now.

"She is kind," Star said, eyes on the moons. "I have had little reason to see in a very long time. It is new to consider meeting people beyond calling."

Date: 2009-10-06 11:22 am (UTC)
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"Calling?"

Carlisle doesn't follow.

Date: 2009-10-06 11:29 am (UTC)
bright_daughter: (Proud / Pleased)
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Star's blue-silver eyes shifted back to him. Solemnity a step away from the contentment everywhere in her expression.

"Being called to people."

Date: 2009-10-06 11:30 am (UTC)
ofthefamily: (Well that went well.)
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Carlisle snorts.

"And you take umbrage with me and my calling."

Date: 2009-10-06 11:37 am (UTC)
bright_daughter: (Sweetest Star)
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"When you hide behind it, yes. When it is the expression of your being, no." She stretched her legs out, the long skirt falling a waterfall of white from them. "I could not be unmoved to it, when it gives you peace, faith, certainty, center."

Date: 2009-10-06 11:43 am (UTC)
ofthefamily: (Carlisle says don't be an asshole)
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"You're very presumptuous. For an Idea."

Date: 2009-10-06 11:45 am (UTC)
bright_daughter: (Her Brother's Keeper)
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"Only when you are so very transparent for being solid."

Date: 2009-10-06 11:47 am (UTC)
ofthefamily: (the american pastime)
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"Like you said."

Carlisle rolls up his sleeves, starting by unbuttoning his left cuff, then his right. The folds up to his elbows are neat and precise.

Dry: "Made of rainbows."

Date: 2009-10-06 11:55 am (UTC)
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Star laughed, watching him. The sun long gone to have the moons be so high, especially when other here could not bear the sun. If he were closed enough though.





"And many other things."

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