Event | Sinbrilee | Bacchanal

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all!
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.

Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.

This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.

Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).

Here, well... Here is where the party begins!

Food & Drink | Music, Discussions, & Dancing | Wrestling & Competitions

Comments

[wingedwarrior]

[Leave it to her little brother to be a shit. But a little shit who cleans up well. And boy is she glad she picked out (well, glad that Kyle picked out) a hot dress for her to wear tonight. Her gaze goes back and forth between the two of them before she simply shrugs.] Sorry, Kyle, I don't have any room for you tonight. You, however. [She points to Dick.] I've got time for.

[bludhavenknight]

[Wow. Wow. Look at that dress. Kyle picked out that dress? That's a little uncomfortable in that regard because Dick would have picked out that dress if there had been any choices.

Still, Dick grins.] Me? I'm really honored, I was hoping I would get some time to dance with you tonight.

[Aw yeah.]

[imaginate]

[Who's currently making faces and gagging noises like a mature adult? This guy.]

[wingedwarrior]

[Who's currently giving her little brother a nice punch in the head? This girl. Just because he got her a nice dress doesn't mean he's getting any slack. She turns back to Dick after that, like nothing happened and just gives him a smile.] Oh, really? So was I. Shall we, then?

[bludhavenknight]

[You are totally ruining the image, not!twin, and Dick makes a face at him while her back is turned. Then it's right back to one of the biggest grins you'll ever see.]

I think we should. [He takes her hand in his, and leads her to the dance floor. Sorry, Kyle, you're not invited.]

You look very nice tonight.

[imaginate]

[Once Shayera has her back to him, Kyle stops gagging, gives him the thumbs up, and a see you later wave.]

[wingedwarrior]

[She allows him to take her hand, wrapping her fingers around his with a smile.] Thank you. [And once a certain little shit is out of ear shot.] Though, I can't take all the credit. Kyle picked out the dress. I just put on the finishing touches.

[She gives him a flirty grin soon after.] You look very handsome yourself tonight, Dick.

[bludhavenknight]

[Dick definitely owes Kyle for this one. He'll have to figure a way to pay him back somehow, soon, because he really. Really. Really. Owes him.]

Did he? I'm going to have to remember that he has good taste in women's clothing. This might come back to haunt him at some point, you know. [He laughs, giving her the same grin.]

Thank you. It's not my usual kind of thing, but everyone says my taste in clothing is pretty terrible, so maybe this will bring my reputation back up?

[wingedwarrior]

Oh, I'll be there with the camera if or when it does, trust me. [Once they get to a good spot on the dance floor (and lucky for them a slow song is play), she places her hand on his shoulder, raising their held hands up. And lucky for you, Dick, her dress is backless.]

Then let me reassure you and say your reputation is very safe with me right now. [A playful wink. You look good to her, okay.]

[bludhavenknight]

I knew I could count on you to back me up. [Dick takes her hand, placing his other on her hip, fingers lightly touching her back. God, he loved backless dresses. Especially redheads in backless dresses. Dick has a type, and he's not even a little ashamed of it.]

I'm going to have to thank you again, then. [He gives that happy, beaming smile that only Dick Grayson can give, as he starts leading them into the waltz. He's a damn good dancer, okay.]

I'm still working on that bag, you know. It's taking longer then I thought to find one.

[wingedwarrior]

Gotta have some help when I'm picking on my little brother. [Once he's situated his hands properly, Shayera tugs him just a little closer. She's got a type for tall, dark, and hot, and she's definitely not ashamed to show it.

She's been pretty damn lucky with dancers this evening, and the pleased grin on her face shows it.] I can't imagine it's very easy to find. I feel like I should reward you if you actually buy a decent bag. [Why yes, she is doubting your shopping skills.]

[bludhavenknight]

[Then it's good that they're both not ashamed that they both have types and are shamelessly flirting and it's always a good thing to never be ashamed about who you are, right? Just let him tighten his hold a little as he steps closer.] Don't worry, I understand completely. I have multiple younger siblings, and I hate to think how they would be if they didn't have me picking on them all the time. Sometimes you need a little help with it.

[No, really, he's afraid of who they might be if they didn't have Dick treating them like they were actually kids and teenagers, and not mini Bruces.] A reward if I find you the perfect bag? I was already looking my hardest, but if there's a reward involved...

[wingedwarrior]

[Oh you haven't seen her at shameless yet, and she's certainly not against him tightening his grip. She laughs, shaking her head out of amusement.] Kids, huh? What can you do with them.

[And no one wants an army of mini Bruces, so really, Dick did the world a favor.] Helps having a little motivation, doesn't it? Of course, that's if you actually find a bag I like.

[bludhavenknight]

They are really distracting! Really, they always get underfoot, and then what are you supposed to do? [He's joking, because obviously the only kid he's ever truly had to deal with is Damian and Lian, and Damian is more of an adult then he is. And Lian is just perfect.

He's shaking his head no with a big grin on his face.] I'm finding that bag! Don't you worry, it's coming, I can promise you that.

[Even if he has to resort to asking certain people for her finding the right material. But he can do this!] So is the reward a secret, is that what you're going to say?

[wingedwarrior]

Let them stay there. They're impossible t get rid of, after all. [Kyle snuck his way into her heart, and she snuck her way into his. They were stuck with each other.

She gives him a challenging smirk in return, like she dares him to find it.] I'll be waiting expectantly.

[Oh boy, Dick, you do not want to play this game with Shayera.] Unless you've a request, yes it is.

[bludhavenknight]

I guess I'll have to for now. Maybe I'll figure them out some other night. [Everyone had a way of sneaking into his heart. Sometimes, Dick wondered if his heart could take them all; other times, he wondered what happened if it couldn't.

But as he danced with her, Dick thought that his heart could definitely take a few more. He smirks back.] As you should. Once you see it, you'll never doubt me again on my bag finding abilities.

[Yes. Yes he does.] I might leave it up to your discretion.

[wingedwarrior]

I would prefer if you focused on the dance tonight. [Because she really can't get any more flirty than that. Because siblings are wonderful, really, but she can talk about those whenever. Dancing isn't that often.

Shayera definitely just made room in her heart for a certain man, and she's more than willing to let him stay.] You're raising my expectations quite a bit, I hope you know.

[She raises an amused eyebrow.] If that's the way you want it, I'd be happy to oblige. But I won't spoil the surprise.

[bludhavenknight]

Considering who my dance partner is, that's easily done. [And he'll just accentuate that with a dip, grinning widely at her. Dancing really isn't that often, and he wanted to make the most of it.

And how could he not? Truth be told, the last time he had to spare for romance was a very long time ago. He had felt like he'd placed a stone in front of the cave that his heart was in. He didn't have time to let it get hurt.

Maybe that stone was starting to be rolled aside. He laughed] I don't intend to disappoint. But good, I love surprises. I really love surprises.

[wingedwarrior]

You sure know how to compliment a woman. [A smile creeps on her face as she leans back into the dip. She can count the number of times she's danced, almost forgetting how enjoyable it could be with the right partner.

She's not sure if she'd go so far to say romance, but friendly flirting like this isn't so bad. And she definitely found something a little charming about Dick.

Man, he is like another Kyle.] Then I'll try extra hard just for you to knock you off your feet.

[bludhavenknight]

I learned it from my mother, she was always the best with the compliments. [And Alfred. He wasn't going to say he learned from Bruce, because while he'd learned some thing from him, his compliments always came with a side of... Dick wasn't sure the right word. Something not quite right. Maybe it was the feeling like it wasn't completely real.

Dick's compliments were always real. He wasn't the kind of guy who gave fake compliments. But there were so many people he gave compliments to, here. It really was just...]

You're talking to an acrobat, you know. We tend to get off our feet all the time, you're picking a pretty difficult thing to do right there.

[wingedwarrior]

I'll have to thank her for that. [She can only think of a handful of men that could compliment her with ease. And actually, she'd rather not think about them right now, just on the fact that someone she's spoken with a few times likes her enough to compliment her, and she likes him back for it.]

I've got ways of knocking people down, you should know that. [Not that she'd use violence on him.]

[bludhavenknight]

[He just smiled, if a little less bright. He thanks her for everything, every day. A way of honoring the dead, by thinking about them. He wasn't the kind of person who went to their graves, even on the day they died.

Not really the best time to think about it, but there we go. Thought about her today.]

Is that only with the mace, or do you have other ways?

[wingedwarrior]

[Any normal person would drop it at that, but Shayera isn't the kind of person to blatantly ignore things when they seem off. So jumping in head first it is.] Something wrong?

[That next line does grab her attention, however.] Plenty with and without it. Bare hands tend to make it more enjoyable, though.

[bludhavenknight]

[Dick just shakes his head.] It's nothing, really. Nothing that needs to be talked about right now, let's go with that.

[He gives her a smile, because moving on, yes? Next time, they'll talk about his dead parents, but for right now, he'd rather just have a nice time. Without any talk about parents like that.]

So, bare hands? I can get down with bare hands. I prefer them myself, for pretty much everything. [That smile is definitely a grin now.]

[wingedwarrior]

All right. Forget I asked. [Parties aren't the place for backstories, anyway. She'll ask another time, if it's something important she might need to know about.

But that. That really grabs her attention. Her smirk is just full on devious now.] Maybe you'll have to show me if you're any good with them sometime. [Despite the obvious innuendo, she means sparring. Mostly.]