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MarinaNova NPCs ([info]marinanova_npc) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2016-02-29 07:36:00

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Entry tags::mary wesson, :mingle, aidan reilly, aigis, carl grimes, charlotte charles, euphemia li britannia, felix gaeta, han solo, haruka tenoh, ianto jones, jack harkness, james howlett/logan, kanji tatsumi, kaya, kazuki makabe, kija, kitty pryde (aoa), leia organa, link, lyle dylandy, malcolm reynolds, martha jones, mgann morzz, michiru kaiou, nathan harris, nico di angelo, pavel chekov (au), rebecca crane, sam winchester, sarah williams, soushi minashiro, spencer reid, spike, suzaku kururugi, ton phanan, trowa barton, victor frankenstein, yuuki kuran, yuuri shibuya, zero kiryuu

DAY 365 — Anniversary Festival Mingle

Happy Day 365, Marina Nova!


Hear ye, hear ye! Inmates, prisoners, fellow underwater dwellers! Lend me your ears and hands and actually just bring all of you because we're having a ye olde Renaissance Faire to celebrate a full year in this bubble under the sea!

The dome has of course been decked out appropriately. Flickering torches light the pathways, interspersed with larger bonfires that you can cosy up to with that special someone - or perhaps just a glass of honey mead. Pennant banners hang across the gates and along the buildings, sporting the proud coat of arms of the prison (a lot of purple and octopi, for some reason) and many of the clothing stores offer time-appropriate options for those of you who still knows how to have fun. The kiosk has even been re-imagined into a castle.

Many areas within the dome has activities to partake in and, if you're skilled or lucky or both, prizes to win!


Sector 5 Gamegrounds: What better way to show your bravery than by participating in a series of tests of strength and cunning? Sector 5 provides the inmates with a chance to try such varied sports as varpa, caber tossing, ring toss or the very dignified sport of rövkrok, a type of wrestling that requires skill as well as no sense of shame. Not tough enough for you? There are also friendly foam weapons and armor available for those who want to engage in a chivalrous bout of hand to hand combat, test your archery skills — or maybe convince another prisoner to give you a piggyback ride and go jousting!

Competitors that do well enough and show outstanding bravery may be rewarded with a handful of rehab points, or a personalized pennant — or maybe a kiss from the lord or lady of your choosing!

Less violent activities: Not into skewering your neighbors on spears? Maybe you'd rather relax with a game of knucklebones, pick up sticks or Nine Men's Morris. Boards and instructions are readily available in several areas. If you're more creatively inclined there's also activity tables on offer where you can create your own coat of arms, bind yourself a flower crown or learn the art of illumination.

Food: The food carts in sector 0 are now carrying food fit for the occasion. Whole roasted pigs and poultry, wild rabbit in plum sauce, thick beef stews smelling of rich saffron, roasted vegetables (no potatoes here, no sir!) and cream-stewed cabbage for the vegetarians among us. If you're still hungry there's saffron pancake, ginger and clove cookies or bread pudding with raisins for dessert. There's plenty of mulled wine, honey mead, foaming beer, honeyd applewater and lingonberry juice to wash it down with. Enjoy!

Dance: As is custom, there will be a dance at the beach at the end of the day. Great fires will roar and a band of robots will strike up music suitable for dancing! Dress up in your finest satin and velvet, brush the extrement off your shoes and grab a partner!



Enjoy!


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[info]forceful
2016-03-07 03:54 pm UTC (link)
Take that crown off and you're a dead man.

[ don't make her order you to keep it on. she is fully willing to abuse every single power she has over you to keep those flowers in his hair. ]

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-07 03:59 pm UTC (link)
[ Whoa. How did he not see that coming? His free hand, with the band, is raised in surrender. ]

Fine, fine. Don't do anything drastic.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-07 04:36 pm UTC (link)
I knew you'd see things my way.

[ said slyly as she tugs him the rest of the way. they're on the edge of the dance floor, at the least, and she guides his hands to their proper resting spots on her waist. hers come up to rest on his shoulders, and since she has no idea what his range of dancing involves, so she won' try to get him to do anything fancier than just swaying to the music. ]

Don't worry; nobody's going to care that you're wearing flowers. Half these people don't even know who you are.

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-07 05:29 pm UTC (link)
[ Not like he has much choice. He doesn't mind the lack of choice, though. He's not in the mood to bicker about it, and definitely more worried about stomping on her feet than how he looks with flowers on his head. ]

I'm not usually the one people recognize at parties like this.

[ She is, because she's the royal rebel leader and he's just the ride to the ball. He's swaying well enough, though, even shuffling his feet a little so they aren't just standing there. ]

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[info]forceful
2016-03-07 07:16 pm UTC (link)
In case you haven't noticed, this isn't exactly my kind of party. Those who do know me [ from those force-forsaken films or otherwise ] don't care who I'm dancing with. Relax. [ her hands come up to frame the sides of his neck for a moment. ] Madine's not going to come waltzing out from behind a tent. Here, it's just you and me. ...and Ton Phanan, but thankfully we both outrank him and he doesn't have a say.

[ a smile. indulge her this once and at least try to dance. please? ]

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-07 07:27 pm UTC (link)
[ Thankfully. But it is much more her party than Han's, and he's trying to indulge her. He's just bad at it. ]

Yeah. [ He sighs, and shuffles another couple steps. ] Yeah, I get it. Still gonna try to not trip you. [ It requires a certain unrelaxed level of concentration. ]

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[info]forceful
2016-03-08 04:24 am UTC (link)
[ her fingers graze his cheeks for a moment, hands settle back on his shoulders. ]

Follow my lead and you won't. Though I suppose this answers my question. [ can han dance? no, he can't. ] You never learned?

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-08 05:24 am UTC (link)
[ He's following as best he can. Not too bad, actually, once he's more familiar with the movement. ]

Wasn't any reason to. [ They've already gone over what he spent most of his time doing before they met. She can probably guess, very easily, why there was never a reason. ]

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[info]forceful
2016-03-08 05:31 am UTC (link)
Well, [ seemingly unable to keep her hands still, the fingers of one tug at his costume's collar ] you have one now. Unless you intend to stand back while I dance with everyone but you.

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-08 05:45 am UTC (link)
I'm still wearing the crown, right? [ That sounded rougher than he'd intended it to, and he sighs. ] If you're gonna teach me, you might want to start telling me what I'm supposed to be doing. Can't be worse than the wrestling.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-08 03:45 pm UTC (link)
You are. [ and although there's something awfully endearing — adorable, even — about him putting up with a circle of flowers in his hair, if wearing it makes him uncomfortable, she won't force him to endure it. not on top of everything else.

leia stops dancing and reaches for the crown. ]
Here, let me take it.

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-08 03:59 pm UTC (link)
Hey, now. [ Han rears back enough that she can't reach. Which is easy enough considering how tall he is versus how short Leia is. ] What if I'm starting to get used to it?

Relax, remember? Show me a step.

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i only know how to cumbia, so i'm putting my faith in wikihow for this 8|
[info]forceful
2016-03-08 04:48 pm UTC (link)
She glowers at him sourly for using his height advantage against her, and with her hand still stretched out towards him, she's tempted to swat him with it.

But she doesn't, instead reaching for one of the hands on her waist with the intent of guiding him through a simple box step.

"Look down at my feet. Watch what I'm doing. One... two... three." She repeats the steps, leading him through them slowly. "See?"

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-08 05:02 pm UTC (link)
"I can hardly see your feet."

It's a mild complaint, because that outfit is about ninety percent skirts, but he can tell what she's doing. Enough that he follows along after a second, and manages to not step on her toes. This isn't the strangest thing he's worn in his life, or the most complicated thing he's ever done, and the more he goes through the movements the more confident he is that he won't screw up spectacularly.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-09 08:40 pm UTC (link)
"Doesn't seem like you need to."

But she removes her hand from his shoulder anyway, reaching down to grab a handful of skirts and haul them up high enough for him to see her feet. She moves gracefully and fluidly through the steps, counting off every so often when he falls out of step. They're out of sync with the music, but he's trying. Leia would do these slow, easy steps to the loudest, most obnoxious baka rock, as long as he kept trying.

"You know, you're not nearly as bad at this as you think."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-09 10:15 pm UTC (link)
Baka rock would've been an interesting addition to whatever this party is, but Gamorrean music was never Han's style. This is barely Han's style, but he does better when he thinks of it like flying. Dodging her toes like he's dodging asteroids, swooping movements side to side.

"I think you've used that line on me before, sweetheart." It's a good line, he likes it.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-10 04:31 am UTC (link)
"Only because you fail to improve upon what you've already learned," she quips in the absence of being able to shove or swat him for that comment.

She could, but why would she want to? He's just barely managing to miss stomping on her toes every tenth or twelfth step; she's not about to outright disrupt what balance and rhythm he's found in the dance by thwacking him in the arm. Light banter is preferable — and much more them.

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-10 04:48 am UTC (link)
The banter is certainly the most normal thing they've got to enjoy in this place. Han settles into it easily, dodging her toes for the upteenth time.

"Hey, maybe I'm not as bad as you think, either."

Looking up to put on a hurt look for her makes him miss another step, but he catches up. This would make a grand metaphor in his mind for how he's still catching up from the year he lost to carbonite on top of the month she's had in prison, but if he was paying that much attention to the emotional parallels to his feet he really would stomp her toes.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-10 05:06 am UTC (link)
Just like the dancing (at least for her), it's easy to fall back into step with these arguments of theirs. Minor disputes that aren't really disputes at all. Arguing for the sake of arguing, because they both enjoy flinging words at one another that lack punch, bark, and bite. They're very capable of bickering heatedly and saying things deliberately designed to wound and get under the other's skin, but for all intents and purposes, this is nothing more than flirting.

"Oh? Intending to prove me wrong, flyboy?"

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-10 06:03 am UTC (link)
"You think I can't? 'Cause there's a couple things I've always wanted to try on a dancefloor."

There's a few moves he's seen in holovids that seem easy and impressive at the same time. Well, probably not easy in practice, but he's kind of given up on attempting to not make a fool of himself today. It doesn't hurt, though, that he made that sound incredibly inappropriate for the sake of her reaction.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-10 06:17 am UTC (link)
This time, she does hit him, interrupting their dance by swatting his shoulder not at all playfully for the innuendo he managed to weave through his words.

"Han," she chides, gesturing out towards the dance floor and the other beings occupying it. As if he needs to be reminded that they are in public and not sequestered away behind bulkheads and locked doors.

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-10 06:43 am UTC (link)
Han smirks and leans in, "Get your head out of the gutter, Leia. We're at a party, remember?"

With that, he grabs her hand and spins her around a couple times, probably a little faster than would be best, but not too far away from the little space they have at the edge of the dancefloor. Pulling her back is a little awkward with the issue of momentum, though, and he nearly drops her when he goes in for a dip that turns out about as graceless as a dip can be.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-11 05:40 am UTC (link)
Gutter? Her eyes narrow in tell-tale warning, but that retort that's sitting on the tip of her tongue is swiftly silenced by his so-called bravado. And supposed 'moves' that Leia doubts to the point that she throws out a hand in preparation of catching herself before she hits the ground when he dips her. The tips of her fingers graze the wooden platform, nails scraping against it.

Leia doesn't realize she's propelling herself up towards him — and in turn, forcing him back into a standing position — until it's already been done and her arms are around his neck and she's squeezing his shoulders a little too tightly, feet dangling in the air.

"You need to get those moves of yours looked at before you injure someone with them."

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[info]bloodstriped
2016-03-11 10:12 pm UTC (link)
He looks entirely too smug about the prowess of his not very smooth at all moves for the few seconds it takes before she's launching herself upwards, somehow. Launching him, too, and then grabbing hold like he'd just dangled her over the ledge of a Coruscant walkway.

There's a moment, a few breaths, where he just looks down at her in confusion before easing her feet back to the floor.

"What was that?" Not that he couldn't guess--the Force. Of course it is. Can't break the tradition that carries on of every time Han is absent against his will, one of the two ends up learning some powerful tricks.

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[info]forceful
2016-03-12 03:31 am UTC (link)
His prowess is entirely imagined, and Leia is quick to assume that he's referring to his own lack of finesse and not whatever she did (which is still in dire need of refining).

"On some worlds, I imagine that's called dancing. You'll have to tell me which, for those moves don't exist on any planet I've ever been to."

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