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May Log

Who: Everyone!
Where: Anywhere
What: May mod log!
When: The First two weeks of May.
Warnings: Use your best discretion.

May Open log

First of May, First of May

So apparently the open festive mood on the locals hasn’t stopped so May opens with a tradition that happens within it. It’s May Day, or Beltane if you’re feeling formal and it doesn’t just last for the day. Instead it lasts for two weeks, because why do in one day what you can party for multiple days over?

There are the traditional May Day things of course. There’s the May pole stretching upwards with its brightly colored ribbons welcoming people to do it either together or separately. The colors are explained of course, purple for a good year, pink for fertility, green for fiscal gain, blue for calmness. Each ribbon wrapped around the ancient poll is a wish, an old woman tells you. So you should take it seriously. But if you do is up to you.

Ringing outside of the giant circle in the recreation dome are large bonfires. People are writing down their wishes for the year and burning them into the universe. Some more… adventurous people are hopping over the fire in order to increase the effectiveness of the wishes. In case you were wondering, John is standing ready with a med kit and a judgmental look on her face.

There are small picnics set up around rather than tables, and spring foods are placed on it. Strawberries, oat cakes, chocolate, and things like real food are scattered on them, letting people pick and share the platters around them equally. Wine flows freely, of course. Wine made here in the Sphere that comes in a variety of fruited flavors.

Traditional things such as three legged races and general races are occurring, people grouping those with powers together in order to make it fair. Other games are happening. Including Max in the dunk tank for a few minutes, so you may wanna get that in.

There are of course things that are non-traditional as well. After all, this is the Sphere. A series of bouncy castles is set up, as is an inflatable obstacle course. One of the larger castles is even set aside for the adults because well, why not.

Several large ball pits are set up and people are bringing drinks to them. There’s no way that can go wrong. It’s adults only because sometimes everyone just needs a ball pit.

Fireworks happen every night. Or at least something that looks like fireworks, minus the fire and the noise. But they fill the sky above the Sphere, making it seem as if they are under a real sky.

painting the roses red.

After celebrating the spring in April, May brings with it the work of what spring actually entails. What it entails especially after the loss of the person in charge (rip Annie) is doing the sort of normal planting in the fields. There are people around to supervise and to hand out seeds and the other things that one needs to successfully plant fields and all of that.

There are other fields and vegetable patches to be weeded and harvested, because the agriculture dome tends to always be in a state of flux depending on how many people are currently living in the sphere at the time.

But it wouldn’t be a community event if food wasn’t provided, so there’s a sort of barbecue going on. It definitely smells like barbecue that’s for sure, and there are people tending long pits of things that look like meat but that definitely aren’t. Still it tastes like good old bbq and that’s really what matters isn’t it?

Of course it wouldn’t be bbq without beer, so there’s a lot of it. It’s free-flowing (a little too free-flowing actually) and some of the teenagers have gotten their hands on it. On way too much of it as a matter of fact. Which is why it seemed like a good idea to them to show up at the work picnic with squirt guns full of washable paint.

If it’s washable and non-toxic, one argues, then it’s not as if anyone can be really angry.

But honestly it’s a paint fight. Join in or be an innocent victim there are definitely squirt guns a plenty around.

Everyone loves bathtime, right?

Well, people requested baths, so the staff at the pools in the Rec dome have tried to accommodate them! While normally, the events at the pools go something like this: The largest of the three pools, and the light is constant and sunny here. The large pool is Olympic sized, and is a sparkling blue. It’s fresh water, and probably clean enough to drink. I still wouldn’t drink it. The second pool is slightly smaller and more kidney shaped with a gradual sand mound at one end of it. This pool is salt water and looks a bit more like a beach than a pool. The third pool is a kiddie pool, complete with a splash pad, that’s running. Buckets drop, it’s got one of those mushroom things, and sprinkler jets. There aren’t any kids though, so people are welcome to go nuts.

Bathing suits and towels are provided in the divided changing rooms. There’s frozen and fruity drinks flowing freely, along with finger food and snacks.

The Sphere has increased it towards bathing though, through the use of temporary means. There’s a large bamboo building near it, and inside are various sets of hot and cool pools, sauna and steam pools, a masseuse and other spa treatments and the like. There’s three options for these times. 1.Strictly bathing suits, 2, strictly mixed nudity/ bathing suits and 3. Strictly separated nudity. No one below the age of eighteen is getting naked in the baths, sorry kids.

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She turned and smiled at the familiar face. "Hello detective Llewellyn." She knew that he had told her to address him less formally but it'd been so long ago that she didn't remember the particulars and she didn't want to accidentally insult him.

The last few months had been rough but Inesa was trying her best and finally feeling more like her old self again.

"Oh?" Her smile widened at the sight of the flower. "Well I think you're missing one of these." She gently placed a daisy flower crown around his head before taking the offered flower. "It's lovely."

Llewellyn didn’t mind the formality, and at least now the title felt a little more earned in this place. Even if he was only a private detective whose functions were quite different from what he was used to. He would have appreciated the thoughtfulness behind it if he knew. He would correct her on it in a moment, he had gotten a tad distracted.

His brows quirked up at the daisy flower crown, and perhaps he should have questioned it but... well he liked daisies. There also was something rather comforting in the knowledge that no one thought his love for flowers was strange or nonsensical. No one seemed to think anything less for his constant picking at them or putting them on his suit to keep for later. To have no discouragement on the matter, rather an encouragement of sorts, raised his spirits quite a bit. “Oh— Indeed I was, it’s very nice?”

He handed the flower sprig to her, a small bushy pink thing. He liked flowers, and the ones with interest textures were so interesting to him. “It’s called wheat celosia if I’m remembering what I read in my book on floriculture correctly, they come in some very delightful colours.”

Inesa smiled up at him as her head bobbed in a quick nod. "Yes. It is very nice." She liked flowers and she thought it only fitting that others appreciate their beauty as well. It was so short lived and it was something that should be treasured.

Her fingers wrapped protectively around the stem of the flower spring she'd been given before gently placing it in her hair. It took some careful positioning but soon it looked like it belonged amidst the silky waves of wheat colored hair. "What do you think? Does this look okay? It's so pretty that I wanted to wear it." She also might incorporate the design into one of her gowns.

"I really like it. You said its a Wheat Celosia?" She pronounced the word awkwardly but correctly.

Llewellyn took a moment to answer, looking at the flower in her hair with a curious tilt of his head. He never gave an opinion without thinking his answer through, and so it was always an honest opinion for better or worse. The detective always meant well by it, even if it didn’t always come off that way. Of course, he smiled a moment later with a nod. “It definitely looks okay, it uh— goes with your hair well. A nice mm... pop of colour.”

He fussed with his flower crown a little, just a fidgety habit more than anything. “I’m glad you like it, and that’s correct. Or at least that’s one of the varieties of it, I’ve always thought they were a rather fun flower. Very bright and... cheerful.”

"Really?" Her expression brightened while a light blush colored her cheeks. It wasn't her first compliment but they had been uncommon before she'd arrived within the sphere and she still wasn't used to it. Maybe one day she would be but until then, his honest opinion brought a soft blush to her cheeks.

"I like them. I don't know many flowers that are of this shape. Are there more? I would love to try and make a crown with them." She paused thoughtfully. "It would be much larger than most of my other crowns." Simply because of the flowers shape.

“There are indeed, and they come in a wide variety of colours.” He responded with a little grin, “Some even come in slightly different shapes.” Llewellyn tried to imagine a flower crown made with them, it was actually a rather delightful mental image. It would probably make something a lot fuller looking than daises. “There are other flowers that are similar shapes as well, though with slightly different textures and sizes.”

The detective was absolutely delighted by this topic, and it was quite apparent as his hands had begun to gesture lightly. He is a man of varied interests, and this is one he gets to speak of so little.

"I will have to find more flowers and see what I can make. Perhaps it'll inspire a pattern as well." She looks up at the detective and smiles. "If I do create something, would be do me the honor of wearing it? I think I have an idea but I've found the best way to advertise is to have someone wearing and enjoying the things I make." Be it flower crowns or clothes.

"What do you say?"

She will always be happy to talk with him about flowers.

“I’ll certainly be happy to help keep an eye out for interesting blooms?” He responded with a smile, it was honestly fascinating that there were as many as there were given that they were at the bottom of the ocean. Persephone had certainly helped with that while she had been there.

Of course, the request is met with a curious little tilt of his head. “Wearing it? Mm... Yes, I think I’d like that? It’s been a while since I tried something new.” Llewellyn was the more adventurous of his colleagues, branching away from plain black suits and into patterns in varying colours.

And if it meant getting to talk more about flowers? All the better. “I know where there’s a patch of evening primrose as well.”

"Really?" Inesa clapped her hands together, absolutely delighted by their plans. "I would love to see them!" She loved flowers and she didn't think that they were the sort of thing that should be designated to a man or a woman. It was something beautiful, a gift of sun and earth, and everyone should share in its fleeting wonder.

"Would you stop by the shop a little later in the week too? I would love to speak more about flowers and perhaps show you some of my designs?"

Inesa liked talking about these sorts of things and her excitement was infectious.

“I would like that, just let me know when you’d like me to be there and I’m sure I can find my way over.” Llewellyn responded with some obvious excitement, her enthusiasm over it was catching. Given that he was from a much different time, being able to embrace something he normally would have been frowned at for was rather exciting.

To have an opportunity to learn to hide less of himself, to be more of the person that he was, it was a unique experience that being here provided. “I can even bring by some of the flowers I’ve pressed since arriving, and perhaps gather some evening primrose on my way by where they’re growing.”

Her smile grew as their plans slowly began to come together. "Really? That would be wonderful. I think I need to set some things up but it shouldn't take too long. A few days perhaps?" Inesa wanted to make sure that it was perfect and that they were able to do anything they needed in concern to flowers.

"I can't wait."

She was excited too.

(ooc: If you’re interested, I’m planning on doing a Catchall starter log for June once I get a few ideas solidified. if you want I can add an option for Watts visiting Inesa to it? I know it doesn’t quite line up time wise but it would be fun!)

“Excellent! I’ll be sure to keep my schedule open for a few days from now.” It was nice to have plans, and that the plans involved things he was interested in was an added bonus. Llewellyn would be certain to make sure he collected the blooms, and perhaps keep an eye out for some other interesting ones as well.

“I look forward to it myself, it will be mm... fun to share what I’ve collected with someone. And, of course, to see how your ideas take shape.” He added, fussing a little with his flower crown. The creative process of those with talents were always interesting to see, and he didn’t doubt that she would come up with some brilliant designs considering the work he’d seen from her other customers since arriving.

(ooc: yes! I'd love that. it can take her some extra time to get it all together, so it can work out timeline wise. I have an idea of how she'd set it up and it involves ALOT of flowers around the sewing shop.]

"Good! I'll send word as soon as I have everything set up! I think I should warm Rhy and Sansa before we do this. I'd like to... take over the shop with flowers if we can." It'd be fun and she hadn't had a chance to really plan any events centering around the shop. This might lend itself to doing more in the future.

"Um... I need to go look into some things to get ready but I hope to see you around the festivities."

She didn't want to just leave him but she was excited to the point that she was bouncing a little bit between the heels of her feet.

(ooc: Great! I’ll probably have something up soon, I’ll ping you on plurk once I’ve got it done! :D)

Llewellyn nodded, understanding her eagerness to get to working on things. It wasn’t as though he wouldn’t go and start to pick through his notebooks for the blooms he had pressed since arriving and seeking out other plantlife. “I’m sure we’ll see each other around again, I imagine I’ll be wandering around quite a bit.”

After all, the food was excellent. “Until then, I uh— look forward to seeing you again.” He would have tipped his hat if he were wearing it, but instead he gave her a short nod and a wave in parting.

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