( open ) mid-autumn in gisela

[hoasen]

Who: Anyone who wants to celebrate Mid Autumn Festival!
When: Roughly 11th September to 17th September.
Where: Gisela
What: A log for those who wish to use their tickets during Mid Autumn Festival! You can still use this log for visits outside of this week too (as a catch-all) but the script is for the festivities. Basically what you can do is hang out at the Inn, at Gisela, or check out the island's hot springs!
Rating: Probably PG only for if a lantern catches fire or something.


[Welcome to Gisela, the floating sky islands above Gresser! Known for its mystic scenery, hot springs, and the fact that you nearly died the one time you had a dungeon here, Gisela could be considered a popular vacation spot. Or at least it should be, because Vietnam invested good money into this inn.

Inn, you say? Yes, after the defeating the dungeon, Vietnam bought a business here, an inn near the hot springs, Dragon's Flight and Phoenix Dance. A normally quaint inn, it has transformed to offer more festivities. Staff will welcome you with elaborate fruit displays they will put in your room for you to admire (and eat). You may also like to sign up for mooncake making sessions, where you will be able to make mooncakes together with your friends and family! Share a moment with them, and then share the mooncake. Nice.

Lanterns are strung up, leading you out towards the gardens. The inn itself doesn't have a lot of space for A GREAT FESTIVAL, but on certain nights, there will be lion dancing and a few stalls opened up to sell souvenirs, all handcrafted thanks to Vietnam's instruction. Now, lion dancing usually consist of two or more people under a lion costume, however, some generous NPCs have lent them some tame magical lion beasts that look similar to the Asian mythological kind. However, Vietnam and Kija also found a pretty wild one that seems to be stuck eating some lion snacks, because they tried to wrangle it and before they could run, they were forced to commit. Kija named it Jae-ha.

Go further, and it seems like the hot springs that Vietnam has permission to use have also a bit of decoration themselves, with something heat and water proof, that is.

Should you just want to spend your time looking at the moon, darker, quieter areas of the gardens will let you do just that. Sit down and relax, of course.

If you don't really care about any of this at all, perhaps you'd just want to go sightseeing in Gisela!

And basically do whatever you want in this place, really. RELAX, HERO.]

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[babbylon]

[Gilgamesh could be a little dense on his best days, but even he recognizes this was quickly becoming a mess. So he indulges a very rare habit.

He stops. He thinks. It would do absolutely no good to keep arguing with Vietnam; she'd refuse his every word, insist against her own health she was just fine. Therefore, it made no sense to continue that conversation now. They could speak later, certainly, but it would have to wait until a better moment came along.

Meanwhile, Jae-ha seemed to be trying hard to keep everyone happy, just like Vietnam. He's attempting to distract from the building tension in the space and Gilgamesh can also recognize that. He can appreciate that. You are a fool, he notes to himself, yet a well-intended one.

And finally, there's Setsuna. Setsuna, who he'd vowed to turn blind eyes and deaf ears to.

The expression he's wearing, drifting, blank, and devoid of emotion, worries him. In truth, he'd rather not give the man any consideration. The accusation of lying still smarts at his pride and therefore he has no reason to grant him even the time of day. But his worry, as well as his own words shared with Setsuna in the past, press at him to do something, anything, to maintain the tenuous hold on peace. It is very soft, but under his breath, Gilgamesh starts to sing the first few words of Marina's song.

But he refuses to look at Setsuna as he does so.]

[hoasen]

[She's thankful that Gilgamesh did drop the topic, but she knows it will worry him. She'll make it up to him later, really, like she would with the rest of the family. She knows she has to make it up to Setsuna, who has been scolding her more lately, trying to take up as much of her work (even though she doesn't let him half the time). And here is Jae-ha, holding everyone together. Cheering Setsuna up, trying to feed him, so much that he managed react. Jae-ha's right, instead of just doing everything herself, she could've asked. So in the end, the root problem came from her own actions.

What can she even do? Other than slam her head on the table right now. She wants to tell them all will be well, that they shouldn't be mad at each other because of her own choices.

And then she hears Gilgamesh sing, and his voice has always been pleasant. She may not know the deeper meanings of said song. She knows what he's doing though, is he is trying. This here, a self confessed tyrant, sings so he can keep the peace, no matter what kind of emotion plagues him.

They're all trying, and her hand grips and tightens. Vietnam just deflates. But it was only for a split second before straightens up again. Because she's strong, right? She has to try too.]

It's...I tried making food that you all know...some Vietnamese, but also Korean, and ah...there's some Middle Eastern there too. Please, help yourself.

[But that is all she says, as she reaches out and tries to put some food in each of their dishes. She doesn't want to interrupt Gilgamesh's singing, after all.]

[quaria]

[ Even though Setsuna vowed long ago not to give in to his own emotions, as it was necessary to survive as well as become proper a Gundam Meister, he knows that he can't completely stop his heart. Even as he's telling himself now to keep it up, his renewed calm, he's finding himself slipping at the edge once more because of each one of them. Stop it, stop it, he repeats within his mind, because he isn't supposed to let anything confuse him anymore.

But it's too difficult. They've already messed him up. They've all become this close, that's why they're all like this — feeling as if they've not done enough, feeling dreaded that they can't do enough. It's because of little things that all rooted because of deep, emotional care for each other that they're in this position now. All of them here lost something, and they're all equally strong, so they all think they can remain strong...

Setsuna tells himself this, though his expression is slowly breaking again. He can't just keep himself from changing around these people. These people who keep telling him that he's family, that he matters, that each and every one of them are loved. Even though he's just an empty being meant to take away lives... These people have found a reason to bring him here right now, feed him, comfort him, and sing for him. Even though he keeps saying it might be futile or painful to care for him, they didn't listen.

They found reasons to love, these three make such an amazing family... They all have such bright charisma. He's always been the enigma meanwhile, isolated for many reasons, and he can't even find the words. Maybe he still doesn't want to speak anymore. Every time he does, something always goes wrong. Even so, he wants to find a way to say it too — they're not the only one who is doing their best to love one another. He doesn't know how... he probably will never know how, but he will never give up trying either.

"Please, let them reach it this time."

Setsuna abruptly stands up, eyebrows furrowing as he stares at the food on the table. Vietnamese food, Korean food, and Middle Eastern food... There's a piece of each of them on this table, sealing the reality that they really have become each other's family. Even though he feels alien to this table even now, he can't deny anything either. They've accepted him... Even though he's like this, they've accepted him. What can he say in this situation? How can he say, "I love you" to each of them?

"I love you all so much."

An immediate movement comes to Setsuna, raising an arm to his face as he conceals half of it. His eyes are blurring, indicating a building pressure within his eyes. He lowers his head to hide them completely, then leaves his seat in favor of grabbing each of their hands. He keeps that same hold on Jae-ha's, then moves on to take Vietnam's, and finally... He takes Gilgamesh's as well. He drags each of them together with his considerate strength and presses everyone together. Still with a lowered head, he does his best to embrace them with his short arms. These three...

"I am sorry for being the way I am. But I really do love you all. I will... I want to keep improving myself, so I can reach out to you better than before." ]

[flirtations]

[ The tension is almost palatable, and growing with every second. The way Gilgamesh pointedly looks away, Setsuna withdrawing once again, Vietnam's brief but visible disheartened look. Should they even bother, attempting to save the moment, when said moment was so visibly soured? Jae-ha doesn't know the answer himself, because even if it breaks his heart that Vietnam's efforts might go to waste, even his patience has its limits. But for now, he can only keep trying, voice lifting to a degree that it's nowhere near genuine anymore. He's straining. ]

Oh, Middle Eastern. Is that--?

[ Whatever Jae-ha was going to say, whether it be curiosity as to whether these dishes were an homage to Setsuna or Gilgamesh's home, or a question about a specific dish-- it doesn't matter. He grows quiet at the first sign of Gilgamesh's singing, saved from the fate of blathering on too much and possibly worsening the atmosphere rather than helping it. He doesn't know what to make of the situation, but his pleasant voice is a welcome interruption.

This is a song that must mean something to Setsuna, if the way he pauses and abruptly stands up is any indication. This is all so very, very strange. He thought he had known the meaning of family, the family he's come to find in his dragon brethren and Yona, and though they had their disagreements, he was the only one that didn't tend to wear his heart on his sleeve. So this? This is very different.

But perhaps this is what being a family meant, too. To accept each other despite deep flaws, despite how much you might come to hurt each other.

How would he know? He's always been alone, save for the kindness of an old woman, even if he told himself it was a choice rather than trying to understand why someone would abandon their child.

Jae-ha watches in marvel as Setsuna not only takes everyone's hand in his, but he moves to force them closer, too, drawing the three of them as much into his embrace as he could. Setsuna's arms may not be long, but they are strong enough to be a force to be reckoned with, so save for the initial surprise, Jae-ha offers no resistance.

It takes him a moment to respond, because this is all so sudden.

He'll never understand.

Maybe he should stop trying to understand.

Weakly at first, he returns the gesture, drawing his own arms around them, voice quiet so as to not interrupt Gilgamesh's singing if he wants to continue. ]

You guys, I swear... [ You, not the Noir forces, and not the birth of a new dragon, are going to give him an early death. ]