Event Twelve

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I am a reaper whose muscles set at sundown. All my oats are cradled.  But I am too chilled, and too fatigued to bind them.  And I hunger.

ou know what's probably amazing? Waking up to your previously normal front door suddenly being covered by a huge, autumn-themed wreath. Or perhaps you're close enough to the center of the Town to look out your window and get an eyeful of that effigy, staring soullessly at you? The point is, there's a festival going on! The Town's been decorated accordingly (don't trip over sudden bales of hay), and towards the center of the Town, there are all sorts of fun games, tables of food, and other amazing things set up. Go prance onto the stage, sample some of the amazing food, convince one of your friends to play one of those bobbing for apples games... Enjoy it! There doesn't seem to be much of a catch this time. (At least, not until you eat the food, and then you'll figure out just what that "catch" is.) Welcome to Awash's twelfth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[thriftea]

[She ate an apple tart and this is just What He Gets. Suffer!]

I don't want to.

[And that is THAT. But at least she removes her hands from his face? Even if she does place them right on his shoulders, surely that's better than... face squishing...]

Dave probably already has plans, anyway. It takes a lot of work to make things grow, and I know he wants to spend time with John, so— [SO! A smile returns to her face, although it's, uh, rather smile. Say Dave one more time! Jesus!] We should do something tomorrow. Just the two of us!

[pursestrings]

Oh— [Oh yeah!! What if they talked about Dave/John being canon and real!!! You know Okuyasu loves bringing up relationship developments he heard about after everyone else did...

Buuut again, maybe not now. At least letting go of his face prompts him to slide an arm around her waist, like this is normal and not apple tart wildness.] Uh, maybe. Y'know, gardens and shit.

[gardens and shit]

What do you wanna do?

[thriftea]

[Uh, stay within ten feet of him at all times and make sure that no one tries to steal him away? Duh? But ah, this is the problem with a strangely single track mind: she knows that she wants him THERE with HER, but she has no idea what the fuck she wants to actually do. She has to think fast before he decides that Dave is waaay more interesting, even though there's, like, no way in hell she's letting him go hang out with Dave instead. Nope.]

Maybe we can... carve more pumpkins? We can put them all on your front step! And then, when it's dark, we can go stargazing again. You know, before it gets too cold.

[This will not take up the entire day, but do not question this. She will find things to do!!]

[pursestrings]

[Yeah, that's like, a couple hours at best. She'll just have to let him take a nap without teasing him for it... finally, his time has come.]

Well, I got this hoodie now, so I think I'm too cool to be cold.

[anyway]

Then what?

[thriftea]

[Oh, that was so lame? Of course she loves it. One hand goes right to her mouth as she takes a second to PFFFT, so if he wants a temporary reprieve from this cursed clinginess, laughter is obviously THE way to go.

But seriously, asking for more plans... stop this, Okuyasu. She thought stargazing was pretty darn great, thank you very much, but—hmm, okay. Give her a second to think as she recovers.]

If you're sure you won't be cold, then let's camp outside! If we bring enough blankets, we could even make a tent?

[And no one will be around to demand Okuyasu's attention. Perfection...]

[pursestrings]

[Hmm, will he die in this tent... He'll just have to be as funny as possible so she doesn't give him any crazy time looks. Doable!!]

Like in the field or whatever? I guess so, as long as no fucked up deer try and come eat the blankets.

[a Real Possibility]

[thriftea]

[The darkest timeline: Ochako packs a picnic basket full of these stupid tarts. Anyway, though—deer? Spideer? They can eat the blankets; it's not like she really cares about that, but the thought of them, like, getting anywhere near this doofus of hers...

HMM! She sits up straighter, grip on his shoulders tightening.]

They can try, but I'll scare them all off. [Hmm, yes, that certainly is an intense face she's making right about now? And that aura...] I won't let them get anywhere near you.

[Watch her suplex a spooky deer.]