windandstorm | Everyone likes picnics!!

[The mood in musespace has been a little negative lately, and Naminé just won't have that! So, it's picnic party time!!

In a huge grassy field, beneath the shade of a few large trees (that are perfect for climbing, by the way), there are quite a few picnic tables set up. They're all covered in various picnic foods, as well as just regular snack foods if things like hotdogs, hamburgers, chicken salad and whatever else aren't up your alley. Chips, popcorn, fruits, some raw vegetables and dip... Sodas, juices... and, of course, what picnic would be complete without cakes, cookies, brownies and rice crispy treats? And is that a churn of homemade ice cream? Why yes, yes it is!

There's no shortage of things to do, either! It's a grassy field, use your imagination! Kites? Got them. Sports? Pick one, the equipment's probably lying around somewhere. Chairs, blankets... Heck, you could just sit and watch the sun set over the hills in the distance. It looks like it's just about time for that to happen...

Naminé, in the meanwhile, is sitting on a very low-hanging branch, swinging her legs back and forth in the air while sipping on a juice box and waiting for other people to show up.

Surely this will bring smiles to people's faces!]

((OoC: Completely open post! I don't care who you are, jump in and have fun! The more the merrier, I assure you, and spread the word to your friends! Threadhopping encouraged, too, just fyi. Seriously. Come have some cute fun. ♥))

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Well, this is all... elaborate. What's the occasion?

No occasion, it's just for fun. [Smile] You're more than welcome to whatever you'd like.

Yeah? [And he's wandering up to the food.] Looks like something Mom would do while waiting for us to come back from vanquishing...

[She hops down from her tree branch, deciding that she'd rather like some popcorn right now. ♥]

Vanquishing?

Uh... [Crap.] ... What about it?

I was just wondering what it is.

It's nothing. [Grabbing a handful of chips now, thanks.] Forget about it.

[Blink] Oh. Alright.

[Mmm, popcorn ♥] I don't think we've met before this. What's your name?

Krif— [Err. Chew, swallow, then speak, Chris. You can do it.] Chris Halliwell. You?

[She giggles a little at the first attempt. ♥]

Naminé. It's nice to meet you.

[AHEM.] Yeah, same.

[He takes a moment to nom on more chips while he looks around the area.]

So... you just do these kinds of things for the heck of it, then?

This is the first time I've done it, but I think a few others have done similar things before. They're pretty fun, and I get to meet new people. So, I think they're a good thing.

Ah, gotcha. The social butterfly thing.

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[He almost looks like Aren. ... and that's what's got Eirel so confused. He can't think of a good way to walk up and ask if the stranger has a brother, or maybe a cousin named Aren, but he can't bring himself to walk away.

Thus Eirel stands, not-quite peering around one of the trees, and watches.]

[Blue hair? ~~It's almost... familiar somehow (http://cloakand-danger.livejournal.com/profile)...~~ I mean, what? Chris glances over and catches the guy watching.]

Um. Can I help you?