A Concert!!!

[whereishe]

Who; Yuna & Caelan - Open to All!
What; Concert!!
Where; Fountain Square!
When; January 11th.
Warnings; Possible Earthquake Event Shenanigans.
Notes; Feel free to make top levels!


CONCERT 6PM

The fountain square was cold but not impossibly so. They could still perform and offer a bit of relief to those who felt burdened by this city.

She was standing on a small wooden platform that --with the Gullwings' help-- she had erected as a stage. It wasn't a large area but big enough for her and for Caelan. Handmade flyers had been passed around the week before and a small crowd had begun to gather, everyone wearing thick overcoats to ward away the winter chill.

Yuna exhaled, her breath puffing a silvery mist in front of her. She was wearing her gun-sphere attire with Caelan standing behind her in his usual loose shirt. They should be cold but adrenaline and excitement coursed through them both. Magic gathered around Yuna as warmth and excitement fell over the crowd. Her singing wasn't just her voice or the strings of Caelan's violin but every ounce of her magic flew on invisible cord over the crowd, lifting spirits and showing the world the strength of her conviction and warmth.

Her clothes glowed as the song began and moved over her frame before she was dressed in her songstress-sphere. Yuna smiled back at Caelan, they exchanged a warm look and the first song began.

They followed with another and then another, Cealan and Yuna had chosen five songs for their performance, ending at a song that had too many memories and at the end --again-- Yuna had to wipe away her tears. Caelan stepped forward and bowed next to Yuna, where the young hunter did the same. It was exhilarating and magical.

[ooc: The songs that are sung are violin renditions of the below with some techno from Yuna’s songstress that is never explained.

First Song
Second Song
Third Song
Fourth Song
Fifth Song
Final Song]

AFTER PARTY 7:30 pm

The songs had done the trick and as Yuna's magic twisted through the area, warmth and excitement continued to grow. Booths were haphazardly set up with drinks and food were sold. Nearby taverns had their doors open and the gathering turned into a full party.

Caelan continued to play but Yuna exited the stage to enjoy the ever growing party. After a bit, Caelan left the stage as well and the platform was filled with new players and even some drunk eager dancers. It was getting a little wild and Yuna hoped that the guard wouldn't have to be called to calm things down. At least she had a flyer that had warned everyone of the event a week ahead of time.

There was laughter and even some games being played around the square. It was amazing that things have grown this much and it appeared as if the evening was going to continue to grow in excitement.

EARTHQUAKE 10:00 pm

The earthquakes have been getting worse but Yuna had hoped that the concert might calm them somehow. It had been a long shot but it was worth a try and, for a moment, she thought it might have worked.

That was when the earthquake shook the fountain square. The stage had been filled by other players and various bold dancers but it couldn't withstand the shaking earth. One of the stage's supports snapped and the people went tumbling to the stone ground. Yuna looked around and prayed that the open space would keep them safe but stalls had been erected and the temporary booths weren't strong enough to stand.

The earthquake lasted ten minutes before it finally subsided, ending the party.

Comments

[brotherofagod]

"Oh?" Jacob supposed that Caelan had two homes. There was the apartment that he'd been give when he had first arrived and then there was the water. He thought of the aftermath of the bear attack, of his attempts to both find Caelan and feel the shock of the cold water. Nida had been pissed but had likely prevented him from killing himself... again.

"Yeah. Let's head towards the water. I like the water. Reminds me a bit of home." He shoved his hands in his pockets and gestured with his head. "After you?" Jacob really didn't know the direction that Caelan wanted to walk in or path he preferred to take.

It was only when they were away from the crowd that Jacob gave Caelan an idea of what he wanted to talk to him about. "I decided that I'm an idiot and I need to stop lying to myself, even if it's difficult. I guess I can't go to Lyla and I thought of you. That is... about my interest in men." He felt his face warm but wasn't looking at Caelan. Nope. He was watching where his feet were taking him. The sidewalk was super interesting.

[stickyflippers]

Caelan smiled, “Of course, thank you Jake.” He responded as they started to walk them away from the square and towards the shore and docks. He did take a particular path, one that was a little more roundabout in order to give the part of the docks where the metalworkers were a wide berth. A strange, instinctual quirk perhaps... But a necessary one when you were fae.

The selkie was happy to listen as Jake started to speak, though his brows rose at the young man’s words. About damn time, he mused to himself as the topic of Jacob’s personal inclinations were brought up. He was, Caelan supposed, a good person to come to about these things. Most fae would be. “I’m glad you’ve decided to stop lying to yourself, it’s never a good idea that. Then again, I wouldn’t say you were being an idiot exactly. I don’t know about your world, but humans in mind tend to be pretty particular about it. Rubbish as it is, I can see how you might try to keep it under wraps.”

He rolled his shoulder’s into a light shrug, “My kind, on the other hand, don’t give a toss about the gender expectations of society. You like who you like and it’s usually as simple as that. So... Feel free to talk about it at your leisure, my friend.” Caelan grinned, happy to listen. It was good to get things off one’s chest, after all.

[brotherofagod]

Jacob noted the path they walked even if he had no use for the information. He was slowly building a map of the city in his head, recognizing areas that he'd walked before... even walking down the street where he'd gotten mugged. It was always strange recalling memories and events in a world that didn't belong to him.

"I won't say that I don't lie to myself." There was more to Jacob and his past than he shared and much of it was shrouded in a haze of self deceptions. He had too many regrets and his memories couldn't be trusted. There were so many moments where he'd been told what to think and it was difficult to know what was true and what was a lie.

"I don't know if it was society. Maybe, in a way, I was clinging to something I assumed to be true as a child because everything I knew from then..." His voice lowered to a whisper. "-is gone." He had been clinging to the one thing he had left, his God. He hadn't lost his faith but trusted and prayed that whoever created him made him this way because it was how things were meant to go.

"Have you ever been in love? I'm not sure I know what it feels like. Not anymore."

[stickyflippers]

Caelan doesn’t miss how Jacob’s voice changed in tone, how it sank to nothing more than a whisper. The sort that meant he was thinking about something, rather than trying to keep people from listening in. “The things we learn or experience in our youth stay with us... So I wouldn’t be surprised, those years are called our formative years for a reason, yeah? Hard to move past things you learn, whether they’re true or not.”

The question gets a small, thoughtful pause. No quick come back or amusing anecdote come. Just the genuine truth, “I admit, I don’t know. There are a couple people I wonder about, but I don’t know if one could call it love or not.” He hadn’t really had the greatest role model growing up to get an idea of what ‘love’ looked like. So he was never sure, and often times the idea of giving into calling what he’d had with Aurele a relationship instead of a dalliance was a little frightening. Then there was his group... Sometimes the lines between were blurred between him and Sarah.

Who knew that someone as flirty and confident as Caelan had his own complications.

[brotherofagod]

"Maybe." Jake laughs nervously. "I don't want to forget but I was so young then. Each day I feel a little more of it slip away. Everything except this..." He places his hand over his chest and carefully pulls out the silver cross that he always wore. "I don't wear this for a god. That would be silly. My sister is a god. But because it was the last thing my parents gave me." Before they were slaughtered and pulled apart like animals. "I don't want to forget them." Or what they had taught him.

He turned to look at Caelan and found it incredibly strange. He was always flirting and smiling, Jake was sure that there were probably even a few people here who liked him. Who wouldn't? He was fun and handsome and...

He stops that train of thought and focuses on the meaning of those words. A Fea who doesn't know if he's been in love. "That's... sad. I'm sorry." How long had he been living like this? "Do you want to love? Like, would you give it a chance?"

[stickyflippers]

Caelan looked at the silver cross thoughtfully. Yeah... he could understand holding on to something to remember a parent. “Makes sense to me... It’s good to have something to remember someone by.” He responded with a small nod to the item, before his eyes drifted back to the road in front of them. He had something back home, something secreted away to be protected and honour a memory.

The selkie’s brows arched in surprise at the apology. Was it really that sad? “Don’t be sorry, lad. I live a full life, an exciting one. Even if I don’t know if what I’ve ever had is love, at least there’s been passion and joy. More than some people get.” He shrugged a little, “Better that then to think you have something and it turn out to be a lie.”

His expression shifted slightly, fixing Jacob with a curious look. “Those are two very different questions. I would say of course I want love, many crave it whether they be human, fae, or something else.” But he scuffs his shoe lightly, kicking a pebble across the road. “Giving it a chance is something else entirely. I’m not sure I could properly say, not unless I was in the moment and making the decision then and there. Until that time, I can only say I don’t know.”

That said... “Of course, if the question were posed more in the sense that a friend is looking for advice on if they should give love a chance? I’d say yes. Then add the addendum that should the person my friend fancied not be worth taking a chance on, I’d teach them a lesson for that friend.” He finished with a toothier grin, he tended to wreak havoc on those who broke the hearts of those he cared about. Caelan had a mean streak when he thought someone had been wronged.