Main Stage: Carol & Namor & Open
"There were parades in Atlantis," Namor nodded to confirm, his eyes getting a faraway look as he thought of his home. "Hunting parades to celebrate a kill. There are parade assemblies whenever the Monarch returns home. But parades in Atlantis are not like this." And the children in Atlantis were under strict discipline from the day they were born. It didn't stop them from having fun and sometimes being stupid. The ocean was a wild and dangerous place once young Atlanteans left the safety of the city for the first time. Especially if they ventured too close to the surface.
He turned to look at the approaching band and let his legs dangle from the building, the chilly wind rustling the ankle wings that were folded neatly under the leg of his pants. "You have family, yes?" He asked curiously as he watched the band march past in their smart uniforms.