just gotta ignite the light and let it shine

[whattaprick]

Who: Everyone who's stupid enough to show up for this, because legal drinking ages are for people from a different century/planet.
When: Afternoon/Evening, Day 30
Where: Lakeshore
What: Local Carnival workers get wasted and set off fireworks by the lake.
Warnings: Carnival shenanigans, ie. booze, drugs, and people getting set on fire probably. Put any tag-specific warnings in your headers!

So, Wismuth happened.

Lambert's pretty willing to bet a good chunk of the Carnival is pretty happy to act like Wismuth didn't happen, but he also doesn't really care about what sorrows people are drowning or not tonight: he knows he needed this drink, and after he'd slept off the immediate exhaustion that came with running around Wismuth for nearly two weeks with the power of Creation more or less constantly burning through him, he's ready to something, anything to feel like himself again.

Fast-forward to the lakeshore. There's a huge bonfire going, a box of assorted fireworks that's been 'liberated' from wherever the hell engineering keeps their supplies, and probably a crate of wine that's going to disappear sooner rather than later. Anything else, someone's going to have to bring themselves.

[ ooc: This is a mingle log! Bring your own entertainment, food, questionable substances etc. ]

Comments

[dirthena]

"For a surprise, yes," Lavellan agrees. "I don't think this place could attempt to surprise me as much as back home, but I'll give it credit -- it certainly tried." It would have to take a lot -- after all, by the time she arrived at the Carnival she'd found out that her entire faith was a lie, that her lover was not only a figure remembered as a god but aiming to destroy her world, given up on her job, and knew that she could never return home again.

So far, the Carnival hasn't completely done something to challenge that. But looking at him, her lips twitch up. "Like yours? That couldn't have been an easy change--" Or any of it, honestly.

[betheman]

There is little to do beyond laugh quietly at such a comment about surprises-his own world may have been fairly peaceful in comparison to others, but it didn't mean he couldn't take a guess at the variety of Other realms and what they could entail.

He pauses, finding himself pointing to his teeth for a moment-as if unsure they're what she's talking about. (He's quite sure however) "Mn! Indeed, you would be correct...even initially, they cut somewhat beyond my lips! It meant adjusting how chewing and eating happened quite a lot..."