LUNAR FESTIVAL | DAY TWO | ELDERS & FIREWORKS

[paradisamods]

[The celebration continues in Paradisa. With so much going on, it's easy to catch the excitement high spirits that seems to be spreading among the townspeople--and even the residents.

In the courtyard, the same bright, inviting lights remain.

The two figures from before have left, replaced by two more. They stand poised, almost as if they are waiting to be approached. Will you?

Just past the gates, there seem to be an endless row of crates filled with various fireworks of all shapes and sizes. It seems Paradisa may be hinting at something.]

_{[ LUNAR FESTIVAL EVENTS: OOC POST | DAY ONE | ELDER: CATTLEYA | ELDER: AVATAR ROKU | FIREWORKS COMPETITION ]}

Comments

[formersocialite]

That requires fireworks?

[workaphilic]

No, I'm just in the practice of celebrating after every successful experiment. Of course it requires fireworks.

[He drops into a crouch and starts poking at them. SAFETY??]

[formersocialite]

You know, most people celebrate a success with a few drinks..

[Okay, that's not good. Her eyes are glued to what he's doing because yes, she's worried about their safety.]

Something tells me that you don't fit into that category.

[workaphilic]

What category? "Most people"? [A huff of laughter.] No.

[formersocialite]

At least tell me you know how to use fireworks safely.

[workaphilic]

Of course I know how to use them correctly, it isn't as if it's complex.

[formersocialite]

Then I suppose I've nothing to worry about. [She hopes.]

[workaphilic]

Didn't say that.

[Is he joking? He's probably joking. Right.......?]

[formersocialite]

That's funny.

[She laughs a little. Nope, she's not nervous, not at all.]

[workaphilic]

Perhaps you should giggle nervously a few more feet away, then.

[formersocialite]

I'm not nervous. And it was a laugh, not a giggle.

[workaphilic]

Difference without a distinction.

[There's a POP and some sparks. Nervous now?]

[formersocialite]

Hmm.

[A little, considering that she jumped.]

Give a person some warning, yeah? Who are you anyway?

[workaphilic]

You followed me. Don't see why I should feel obligated to warn you of anything.

[He grins at her over his shoulder.]

Sherlock Holmes.

[formersocialite]

I followed you because I thought you were going to misuse the fireworks.

[Admittedly, he has a point but Vivian isn't going to say that out loud.]

I'm Vivian Volkoff. Might as well pay you the same courtesy by saying who I am.

[workaphilic]

Well, Ms. Volkoff. [A rapid-fire series of pops.] Have I lived up to your expectations?

[formersocialite]

What makes you think I had expectations of you in the first place, Mr. Holmes?

[workaphilic]

You assumed I was going to misuse fireworks. [He shrugs, like he doesn't really care.] Evidently you had some.

[formersocialite]

You got me there. [She admits, a little reluctantly.] Well, you haven't misused them so my initial expectations were wrong.

[workaphilic]

[Oh, that's sweet of you, Vivian. Not thinking he's a crazypants.]

Then the reason you're still hovering around is....?

[formersocialite]

Is that your subtle way of trying to get rid of me, Mr. Holmes?

[workaphilic]

Sorry, do you need me to be more direct?

Go away.

[formersocialite]

I'd prefer it.

Don't need to be told twice.

[She throws him a look before turning on her heel and leaving him alone with the fireworks.]