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[capemods]

WHO: ImPorts in Venezuela
WHERE: Mérida, Venezuela
WHEN: October 15th 2012 - October 18th 2012
WARNINGS: Strong language is likely. Potential violence.
SUMMARY: President Pisani throws a festival for imPorts one and all! While this is a catchall log for the first four days and set wholly in Merida, you are not limited to those parameters. If you want to pursue your own logs too, feel free!
FORMAT: Whatever you'd like.


It was a beautiful city, green and lush. Morning mist locked fingers with older stone and quiet brick. Much of the populace lulled in the valley between two solid growths of mountains, cushioned in an ancient palm and electrified by the lively pulse of the crisp, rain-courted air. The temperature is brisk, chilly, but that shouldn't discourage you from enjoying the lakes and rivers breathing through the land. The city itself is equally crisp and its usually pristine avenues are ablaze with color; banners and posters and warm hellos. There was warmth everywhere, in homes and faces and hands.

Welcome to Mérida, Hero.

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[soulbonder]

[Astral hasn't seen many parades. In fact, he's only ever seen two: one in Heartland City and another in the City. Unfortunately, the City one didn't exactly leave a positive impression. He almost didn't want to stick around for this one. But Yuma was busy, and he didn't want Astral around.

Of course, Astral knew the reason, so he doesn't mind. Yuma wanted to explore this place on his own, as it had some significance to his father and his family. Giving a person space is simply part of being a good friend.

Watching the parade, he floats idly above the crowd.]

[baited]

[The parade wasn't really the place Shark wanted to be right now, but there weren't to many alternatives given that he a) knew no-one and b) knew nothing about the place. Crowds were literally the only thing that seemed familiar, the crush of people and loudness and colour reminding him a bit of home.

Nevertheless, Shark had taken to switching his focus between the parade itself, the crowd around him, and rolling his eyes. It's the third action that leads him to spotting Astral, brows knitting together at the sight of him. Shouldn't he be with Yuma?]

Astral.

[soulbonder]

Shark. [He moves lower for conversational purposes.] Are you interested in the parade, too?

[baited]

[Shark makes a derisive noise, crossing his arms]

Not really. There isn't anything else to do, that's all.

[soulbonder]

Really? I thought there were plenty of things to do here. [mmm... looks around the area while he's talking]

[baited]

Nothing I want to do. [He was about to add 'alone' to the end of that, but... he knew that he could do a lot of things alone, so that would make no sense.]

I'm not sure why I agreed to come.

[soulbonder]

I assumed you wanted to leave the City for a while. [Astral crosses his arms, shifting into a more reclined position in the air]

[baited]

[He's surprised at the response, and it shows in his face. He hadn't even really considered that.]

...yeah, I guess that's it.

[Shark tilts his head to look up at Astral.]

Why aren't you with Yuma?

[soulbonder]

He needed to be alone.

[baited]

[That makes Shark frown for just a moment, concern flashing across his face before being replaced with nonchalance. Yuma's business was his own; of course even he would need some time by himself sometimes.]

Well, he's not missing out on much here.

[Despite that, he turns back to watch the parade, or what little he can see of it since he is fourteen and short and generally not well crowd-equipped.]

[soulbonder]

Perhaps we could do something together? [hey, worth a shot]

[baited]

[A surprising and not unwelcome suggestion, actually.]

Sure...? [Okay, that was not meant to be a question.] What do you have in mind?

[soulbonder]

There should be many other festivities... Let's look around.

[baited]

[With one last look at the parade, Shark nods and turns to leave through the crowd]

I'll gladly get out of here.

[soulbonder]

This way. [hey, astral has an easier time looking at things from where he's at. surely he can find something interesting around here easier than shark]

[baited]

[It was an odd feeling, having to crane his neck slightly upward to keep Astral in his sight as he followed him. Gosh Astral not all of us can hover okay.

Still, he'd never admit it, but after crowds of strangers, even having Astral's semi-familiar face was kind of calming.]

[soulbonder]

If they are still here, we could watch other people dance. [wow fascinating]