[Event - Open]
[Diva rolled onto her side, cracking open her eyes. Sinlight, too bright! Snarling, she sits up, no less pleased by the sight of ribbons hanging from trees and across the lawn. Not even the baskets upon baskets of strange delicate fruit could keep her from salivating with ire.]
[Flitting off the gazebo roof, Diva lands on a table, half-crouched over one of the baskets. Reaching, she tries one, red flesh coating her lips as she ate. Not as good as blood, but sweet and wet on her tongue. Diva laughs, tasting another and another, flinging blueberries and tossing apricots aside to get at what she wanted. Twirling, she doesn't mind when the basket goes flying off the table. There were more if she needed them, but paper shredding, ribbons fluttering as they tore, her feet stained with the juice of ripe flesh squished beyond recognition was far more amusing, far more wonderful than she had expected upon first awakening.]
[Diva was having fun.]
((ooc: Mun is tired of making icons and thought she'd voice test instead. Also needed something to jump start her into tagging people again Sorry!))
Blueberries: chatty and outgoing || Apricots: Invasion of personal space/touchy-feely || Strawberries: Happier then ever. || Figs: Says anything and everything one thinks.