▍A late Walpurgisnacht : BB & Caoimhe Catch All

[amhran]

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walpurgisnacht — a conception most popularly known during the time of April until May. Wherein Christian society wards off witches, or other Gaelic practices are enacted. Within her world it is a time where the pantheon of 12 gods, and their churches. Along with the tuatha de who follow a more druidic faith toward their 3 gods. Come together and celebrate their faiths in harmony, as opposed to being distinctively opposed to one another. There too had been a saint named, Walpurga - but on Caoimhe's world. It was Walpurga who had been the first to bring all faiths together, into one for the night. A woman who was born of Tuatha de, and joined the Pantheon of churches having inevitably became a Saint. Although Caoimhe does not call it a Walpurgisnacht - she instead calls it: Grian na Coille! Let the Grove become the Sun of the Forest.
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If the Flower's ravenous ways, happened around the 15th. With the family meeting happens towards the end of the Month. You can assume many of these catch all prompts, are in-between the both of them. After several exchanges with people within the grove, and what transpired after the past few Months. Caoimhe continues to find herself falling into a hole of worthlessness. It is then by Mizuki's conversation that she is restored and renewed in some way, realizing that she had forgotten her roots as a person and her faith.

Caoimhe lived her long life as an entertainer and someone who brings to everyone smiles, the feeling of home, and warmth to those across all Grandall. Her continent of origin; to think she had forgotten in her travels with her adventuring companions. To here within the Grove, who she was. Surprises her entirely, but in a quick means to regain her composure. Caoimhe uses the opportunity that the trader asks of her - to try to reinstill some of that in the Grove.

Below are prompts, but feel free to create a top level of your own regarding the night she has gathered anyone together. For small celebration of dance, and song she calls it the Grian na Coille! A time where we all must become the Sun of the Forest.

During the time, a certain interloper named BB is beginning to mull over what desires and wants she expects from the living people within this realm. Whether it is she wants to save them, help them, or make their lives more troublesome. Matters not, as this is all but a fleeting consideration in her eyes. That is to say, in order for her to begin planning complicated things. She needs to understand the people who are here, and what boundaries they have... So... She has come be a menace and annoying to you - or maybe you to her. Bb is someone who welcomes all kinds of entertainment.

Nothing here is meant to be a big thing, even her small little celebratory gathering is merely meant to be subtle manner of pulling those together. Caoimhe is not one for big festivities any how, she simply wants for people to come together and find solace in a place that seems to create hardships. Think it more like a group of friends randomly hanging out and deciding: hey lets make this into a ritual. Because that's totally what normal people do. Heh.

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[cursedwords]

[ He seems a bit puzzled but with light direction he'll give her hand a squeeze, why not.

Has he danced before? ]

Fish flakes. [ He shakes his head, no, not as such. ]

[amhran]

I see! That is okay, it will be a good time to learn to. The motions of your body, when you are - [ Caoimhe takes his own hand that she squeezed, and places it there on his own chest. Redirecting it, as if to let him feel his own body. ] stressed. Stores inside of you, and when you dance you let it goo.

[cursedwords]

[ Toge blinks, thinking about it as he considers what she's saying. He gets it, that kind of release, sure but he gestures.

It's not a very easily understood one though, and he can't just show her, at least, he doesn't think so. He rolls his eyes at himself and pulls out his phone after a moment. ]

I always felt like that when I was doing gymnastics. It's relaxing.

[amhran]

Gym... ... Gy... [ Caoimhe points at the word on the screen. ] What is this word, is it a type of dance?

[cursedwords]

[ Toge shakes his head. ]

It's a sport.

[ One he's quite fond of, actually, and he will pocket his phone and hold up a finger. There's nothing around, and hey he doesn't have time to think about whether or not he wants to be nervous.

He takes three steps and does a one armed cartwheel and without missing a beat, a front handspring. He lands on his feet. Phew! He's still got it. ]

[amhran]

[ Caoimhe claps her hands!! Watching and giving a little excitable hop. ]

What a wonderful dance!! This sport and Gy--m!!!! Please!! You should do more of this at the gathering, I would love to see you do so much of it!! This is so grand!! Oh, how I wish I could throw myself into the winds the way that you had!!

[cursedwords]

Salmon. [ There's a bit of a chuckle in his voice, but yeah, he can do more of it if she wants. It's not really a dance, he never got that far for a true floor routine, but there are some things he can do one handed without practice.

The rest, he's going to have to do a bit of training to pull it off again, and well, he's got time doesn't he? ]

[amhran]

[ The laughter is full and gentle, at one point she attempts to follow suit of the other. ]

H-Hmm.. I cannot flip like that, or my dress will fall back - but you do it so swiftly the winds don't even seem to stop you!

[cursedwords]

[ Toge doesn't have that problem because he doesn't usually wear dresses, but he could see where the problem would be. She should get some shorts or something to wear underneath. ]

Tuna. [ It's a lot of practice and he smiled and shrugged a bit. He should fool around like that again. It's good for him. ]

[amhran]

... Mm, perhaps you can teach me sometime?

[ She doesn't know what pants are! Though bloomers.. maybe!! ]

[cursedwords]

Salmon!

[ Toge offers a thumbs up. He can definitely do that, at least. ]