Port cities seemed to always be a very good catalyst for good themed holiday events and when it came to Halloween, some of the crews of the docked ships go all out in impressing the others for an annual contest of its own. Something very hard to know of if you were not a local, she had come across it during a job a couple years prior on a job and became enthralled with the spectacular work that was put into this little contest. It was a simple one, but the craftsmanship, detail, and dedication to it all was so different and exciting that she had to come back each year and enjoy the festivities with the same appearance that she'd been in when she first came to. Not to mention she had not really been using this one ever since the... disassembling. Getting the dust brushed away and spending some time being in a familiar state of mind was a relaxing change of pace as well. She thought Bastila or Medeia would enjoy this with her, but holidays were always something that came as a push and shove for her so the idea of being in an unfit attitude felt selfish and rude to either of them. Desiree was another choice she thought to bring along as her attitude was a chipper point that she could hopefully be able to bounce off of and perk up herself. Yet, in the end, she chose to not chance ruining their enjoyment of the events wherever they may end up and went out as a ghost... per say. Though nothing too fancy could be used for an attire as ever since the Pumpkin King incident, she had been a bit spectacle about Halloween events and their tendency to attract the underbelly of magical existence.
The bare porcelain feet of the doll trailed down each path moving into town. The view from the top of the town was a magnificent view, however to truly immerse herself into the event, she had to go and join the crowd. Peering over the designs of the different ships in port for this years contest was extremely breathtaking, and more so that this year they had included the idea to turn them into Haunted ships in order to enhance the experience! However, there had been a little time before they opened up the event to the public and went upon some safety inspections prior to the tours. In that time, Sakura slipped away into a bit of a usual, but small food shop that she had visited on occasion. A somewhat stocky male had been standing at the counter. A smile lit his face as the few customers in the shop had been happily enjoying their meals. Climbing up onto a stool in as close to a corner as she could get, the male turned to see the doll sitting up and pulling the hood down from over her head from the outfit she had on for the event and smiled. "Oh, long time, no see, squirt!" He spoke in a normal, but slightly excited voice. He leaned onto the counter across from her, setting down a receipt pad and a pen. "I take it you're here for the events again? We missed you last year and there was a strange ghost ship in the water that sunk two of the competing ships." He explained, seeming in his expression that it was rather serious, yet despairing to hear. "And last year I fought a haunted pumpkin patch." After a moment of silence from giving her reply, he burst out in laughter. Apparently he thought she was kidding, but she wasn't about to correct him either.
"Anyway, that's a nice costume you have there. But I wasn't really expecting someone who avoids habits to be here again. Still, it's good to see you again, squirt." He had recalled a prior conversation from their last meeting that she had not kept to routines because she disliked predictability. "What can I say? Your Ramen is worth the trip every time. Can I have one supreme bowl please? May as well get full before enjoying the festival."
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The bare porcelain feet of the doll trailed down each path moving into town. The view from the top of the town was a magnificent view, however to truly immerse herself into the event, she had to go and join the crowd. Peering over the designs of the different ships in port for this years contest was extremely breathtaking, and more so that this year they had included the idea to turn them into Haunted ships in order to enhance the experience! However, there had been a little time before they opened up the event to the public and went upon some safety inspections prior to the tours. In that time, Sakura slipped away into a bit of a usual, but small food shop that she had visited on occasion. A somewhat stocky male had been standing at the counter. A smile lit his face as the few customers in the shop had been happily enjoying their meals. Climbing up onto a stool in as close to a corner as she could get, the male turned to see the doll sitting up and pulling the hood down from over her head from the outfit she had on for the event and smiled. "Oh, long time, no see, squirt!" He spoke in a normal, but slightly excited voice. He leaned onto the counter across from her, setting down a receipt pad and a pen. "I take it you're here for the events again? We missed you last year and there was a strange ghost ship in the water that sunk two of the competing ships." He explained, seeming in his expression that it was rather serious, yet despairing to hear. "And last year I fought a haunted pumpkin patch." After a moment of silence from giving her reply, he burst out in laughter. Apparently he thought she was kidding, but she wasn't about to correct him either.
"Anyway, that's a nice costume you have there. But I wasn't really expecting someone who avoids habits to be here again. Still, it's good to see you again, squirt." He had recalled a prior conversation from their last meeting that she had not kept to routines because she disliked predictability. "What can I say? Your Ramen is worth the trip every time. Can I have one supreme bowl please? May as well get full before enjoying the festival."
704 words
704/2000 total
Rolling for uninvited guest and Punch-drinking events!
