faefeasts: the midwinter gala - IC

[Voice Wisp: Steph/Everyone]

Okay so is that's how it's going to be? Always? Crazy party within parties?

[Voice Wisp: summer storm/you'll miss the magic]

Uhhhh... Hi?

[Once again, there is no wisp, nor warning, nor notice. Just like that, the library is open again, as if nothing happened at all.]

[Written Wisp: Damen/Raana]

Thank you for the brew.

[Her voice is a shriek of horror across the wisps. She's distraught about the library closing. Panic is bubbling.]


The library is closed and it's all your fault Felix! Apologise to Damen and his books at once!

[There is no wisp, nor warning, nor notice. After a certain someone refused to listen to repeated warnings, the library is now closed. Until further notice.

Those who were in the library will find themselves unceremoniously outside of the library with all their belongings (provided those belongings weren't part of the library to begin with). They will be facing a closed door that will not open.

Those who visit the library will find the doors closed and not opening for anyone or anything who might want entrance.]

[His voice sounds slightly panicked, but it's also clear that Félix is attempting to control it and maintain some level of decorum. A level that wobbles a bit as there's a sound of something nearby that's almost like... rustling pages?]

These books are biting! Who's idea was this?

Darling, are you available, or are you busy moaning underneath someone? I can come back.

Voice Wisp: Winter/Everyone

(Her voice is a low, soft purr, with the sharpest of smiles lacing every word.)

Take great care and stay huddled up inside if you're the sensitive sort. It will be quite cold tonight.

I, on the other hand, will be dancing, if you dare to join me.

Hello, my darlings. I've been working on something since I arrived and I thought that I might share it with all of you. Please compliment them well, these sprites have worked hard for this performance.

[ There's a pause, a rustle, and then a rising chorus of tiny chatter that could be words, but they speak so fast that picking out any word is next to impossible. ]

Calm down, my tiny loves, you'll get your treats, but first....

[ Suddenly the chaotic chatter dies down into a soft, melodic hum of many in tune voices that grow into perfection. ]

Thank you, lovelies. I do hope you all enjoy this. I think we could use a little more music at this party, yes?

[ The sprites begin to sing and those familiar with the human world might find a few familiar songs in a lilting chorus that mimics human voice but with an otherworldly quality. Those fae used to such things will recognize some of the songs as Sovan's creations. Those inclined towards sweet feelings towards a particular individual might find their thoughts gently turned in the direction of that person (or persons) for whom they hold such feelings. However, the suggestion is a gentle one.]

( song list )

[Written Wisp: Damen/Everyone]

While I have spoken to many, it seems my words bear repeating.

Things that the library is for: reading, research, and similar activities.

Things that the library is not for: waging war against sugary concoctions, revelry (on or off the furniture or books), weeping, any one of the many variations of hide and seek, matchmaking of any kind, brawling, or any other pasttime that doesn't relate to the acceptable activities list.

[The wisps come bearing presents, each carrying a heart, uniquely beautiful, lovingly carved, exquisitely crafted.

Her voice is low and soft, heavy-laden with honeyed desire and the weighty blanket of satisfaction. Each word is a gentle purr, a lover's croon.]

I am much too much, my power made complete. To bear it alone would be a sin, even among those of us who believe in so such thing.

Take it, beloved. To each of you, a piece of me.

[Each heart contains a core of throbbing light, crystalline and iridescent. Shifting, writhing, it maintains no shape and shifts through them all. A piece of Raana's power, crystallized in light, made incandescent by Niall. A gift without price or expectation. Passion in the palm of your hand, should you choose to take it.]

[Her wisp sighs, but it is not malcontent, simply pensive and then it expands, a thought crossing her and slipping from her lips.]

I helped defeat a gingerbread army, but I don't believe I have yet to dance and this is a shame. [She can move like the dark, and to dance brings her peace, especially with those she holds dear.]

Would anyone join me? And perhaps find other pursuits as you do.

[voice wisp: everyone]

I don't know about the rest of you, but I thoroughly enjoyed this venture. It was refreshing to...let go. I didn't even know I needed to let go.

What were your experiences?

[voice wisp: "hood"]

Do you still wish to meet?

Who: Ranaa and Zelen
What: A meeting
Where: A gallery
When: A time
Warnings: Watch this space, it is Raana after all (and Zelen too lbr)

( Read more... )

[Written Wisp: Damen/Everyone]

In the interest of what we call fairness, I'm going to give to give the most recent, and most foolish, book thief the benefit of the doubt. Do return the copy of On Virtues and Lessons and you can continue to keep you skin upon your body.

Otherwise, I do have a fair amount of books to rebind.

[Merry's voice comes through...along with colors misting through her Wisp. They change. Each one different...]

Can you determine whose essence is whose, boiled down to ( colors? )

Who: Raana and Merry
What: Being caught in forever can get old
Where: Beginning at the feast.
When: Sometime, after the card reading with Robin
Warnings: Feelings and Sexy times

( What you forget I still remember But far away Not long ago When you return uhh I will be waiting In spite of all That's gone before )

[Voice Wisp: Steph/Everyone]

But seriously, what do you mean I'm stuck here? I've got BTS concert tickets and my phone charger case won't work when it's eternally night. Which, by the way, seems more like vampire thing than anything else.

[there's a trace of excitement in her voice, though the dominating expression is definitely wariness as she mutters half to herself]

I think I've read a bit too much C. S. Lewis before bed to have ended up here. Still, I don't remember climbing through a wardrobe to end up in Narnia. And there's a severe lacking in lightposts...

[she realizes that the wisp is bouncing along with her words and now her voice is full on delight]

Oh! It follows what I say - why, it remains me of a fairytale I once read. Or maybe I'm thinking Brave, but how cute - much better than the really large amount of macking. [lower to herself] This is worse than Steven Dixon's party after prom...

[It's hard to place the emotion in her voice but there is no mistaking how far away it seems - galactic distances even in its waver. She isn't anywhere out in space. She's still at the gala but there is a thoughtfulness that has overcome her and has made her temporarily aloof.]

What color do you see when you close your eyes and think of yourself What color do others perceive you to be when they close their eyes and think of you?

Will you participate in this?

I've included a chart that will help you name the color you see, but of course, you can use your own tools to explain.

List your name, name the color you think you are and hopefully others will choose the color they think you are. Try not to peek at what others think they are so that your answers will not be influenced. This is for...( reasons.  )

[Raana, seated on a parapet high in the Starlight Palace, sends the wisps out en masse. A single wisp goes to each party-goer. Each wisp has a paper lantern cut in the shape of a star hung around its body, and the drunken little things bobble slowly through the air so they don't lose their cargo.

When they reach someone without a lantern, they shake the gift loose and pulse gently in time with Raana's voice, soft and smokey and filled with sensual promise.]

A Midwinter gift to light your paths. The paper is made from the ironwood trees in the Seelie Queen's forests, and the light comes from the soul of a dying star, braided with moonlight and dreams.