open | come bury your toes in the sand

[redigere]

WHO: Naminé and friends; open to passersby
WHERE: Beach near Heropa
WHEN: October 15th
WHAT: BEACH PARTY! Feel free to create a new prompt if the ones below don't appeal to you.
WARNINGS: None for now!

It'd taken a lot of last minute scrambling, a lot of runs to the grocery store, and a lot of help from her friends. But as Naminé steps back from the set up, she smiles. Allows herself a little bit of pride in what she's accomplished.

The home tent is where all the food is. Fold up tables have been loaded with an array of sandwiches, finger foods, and drinks, and a cooler nearby has fish and other seafood goodies to be grilled at the bonfire once someone gets hungry for it. This is also where she'll direct friends to drop off snacks and homemade goodies. Please do not sneak any of the chocolate and marshmallows meant for s'mores later.

Close by is the rest area, which is really just a big spread of blankets and a couple fold up chairs on the sand. She doesn't expect everyone to want to stay standing up all day, after all. Naminé knows she's going to be there for a bit, chatting with friends who are visiting, and she may have started a tiny sandcastle and collection of sea shells at the edge of the blankets as well.

The volleyball net and accompanying volleyball are borrowed from a co-worker, so it definitely needs to get back to her in one piece. There's plenty of space for other sports and competitions though...perhaps a game of soccer? And how could anyone ignore the ocean? She and a few others will likely be waist deep in it, learning and practicing how to swim.

Not bad for her first party. Now all she has to do is wait for her guests.

Comments

[historiology]

Well I....I think I went home. So I don't remember being here before.

[At least, from what he has gathered since his return and all. He does at least look apologetic, even if it isn't actually his fault. He seems about to try reach over to help her but she herself seems to get hold of her floatie.]

You okay?

[redigere]

Yes, I'm fine. [She reaches out hesitantly, touching the edge of his inflatable shark.]

Are you?

[historiology]

[Good! She'd just seemed so panicked and upset for a second there. Sorey kicks a little closer, letting her hold to the shark better if she wants too.]

I'm..I'm alright. It's just a little confusing. But I'm sure I'll get used to it. I guess it isn't all that different from people having heard of me back home before I get somewhere.

[He kind of did become an overnight celebrity when he pulled Lailah's sword and all, becoming the Shepherd.]

[redigere]

[She wishes she could help him somehow. How many important things must he have forgotten? Important friends? Personal discoveries? But she knows better than to mess with another person's memories.]

If you need help with anything, I'm here for you. And all the other friends you've made here are too.

[historiology]

Thanks. I guess, with the Porter, I'm probably not the only one this has happened to.

[It's mostly his time here. He didn't really recall much more back home in comparison. But with something like this, he doesn't see how anyone could help beyond explaining and being patient when he meets friends he made here.]

[redigere]

[Naminé makes a small sound of agreement. It's hard to think about so many lost memories, so she instead refocuses on him.]

Does your friend, um. Mikleo? Does Mikleo know what happened?

[historiology]

Ah, y-yeah. I probably worried him again.....but we're okay.

[There's still certain things to work through some. Mostly on Sorey's end more than Mikleo's. But even so.]

[redigere]

I'm glad. We've only talked a few times before you ported out, but it seemed like he was an important friend of yours...

[historiology]

He is! He's my best friend!

[Best friend and then some. If only Sorey remembered their confession back in July with the fireworks. Except his memories are gone, of all that happened here prior to his return earlier today or so.]

[redigere]

I hope I can meet him someday soon, then! I want to try his homemade ice cream.

[historiology]

Oh man, you gotta! His ice cream is the best!

[It's. Not too hard to figure Sorey probably mentioned Mikleo's talent in that particular area previously. Because the Shepherd never misses a chance to wax poetic about the water seraph, of course.]

[redigere]

[She really wanted to try Mikleo's take on sea-salt ice cream today, and surprise Xion with it, but with Sorey missing his memories, no doubt he also forgot to ask Mikleo about it. Another day...]

Maybe next time we can have an ice cream party?

[historiology]

An ice cream party? That'd be great! I mean, er, you know. If Mikleo is up for it.

[Sorey really needs to chill and keep from always just offering Mikleo up to help with stuff before even asking the water seraph. Maybe he will learn. One day. Or not, if Mikleo never minds anyway if it makes Sorey happy.]

[redigere]

Oh, I wouldn't want him to do all the work, we'd bring ice cream too. I just think it'd be nice to have him come to a party, since he's your best friend.

[historiology]

Oh, then we'd have lots of flavors to try if everyone brought some!

[Already of course assuming this is going to be a thing that is going to happen because of course. It involves ice cream! And Mikleo. Mikleos' ice cream, even. Of course Sorey is excited at this idea!]

[redigere]

Yes! I know everyone from my world likes ice cream too, so we'd need a lot of it. But, I wonder if it's too cold now? The beach party was just in time, but an ice cream party...

[historiology]

Too cold for ice cream?

[Sorey didn't go to the typical obligatory snow setting in Zestiria okay so he's. Not quite computing this concept.]

[redigere]

Wouldn't it be?

[Winter is for hot and warm things, like cocoa and cookies.]

I guess it might depend from person to person.

[historiology]

I dunno. It didn't get that cold back home, really. But that might have been Gramps' domain and all, I guess. Mikleo just always gave me some when I was distracted or busy and forgot to eat. So I'd at least have something to keep me going.

[redigere]

Does that mean the only thing you'd eat for a meal is ice cream?

[The thought is kind of amusing as well as concerning, but then again she knows three people who would eat nothing but ice cream, most of the time.]

[historiology]

What? No, of course not! I couldn't literally live off of it. But it was something he made me a lot.

[So he is biased and it therefore became a favourite and something of a comfort food for him over the years as a result.]

[redigere]

[Yup, he's exactly like Roxas, Xion, and Axel. She giggles behind her hand.]

I think you should talk to Xion, if you haven't already. She loves ice cream too.

[historiology]

Xion? I don't know if I have yet. But I will! I'm sure Mikleo wouldn't mind making her some too if she'd enjoy it!

[Mikleo was always willing for Sorey at least. He can't see why it'd be any different for anyone else who might be hungry and enjoy some ice cream or whatever other meal the seraph might make.]

[redigere]

She's here at the party today, actually, so please say hello anytime. She's one of the people from my world.

[She swivels around in her floatie to look towards the shore, scanning the crowd before pointing.]

Over there. The girl with short black hair and the one piece swimsuit.

[historiology]

Oh, she's here? If I don't catch her today, then I can at least recognize her if I see her around later then!

[He pauses, following her gaze and gesture towards the darker haired girl. Short dark hair, pale skin, blue eyes. At least this way he'll figure who she is if he runs into her later, depending on how distracted he gets while here.]