festival day!

[thespaceopera]

Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: Up to you
Action: Everywhere in the Yadrolla system!
When: 5/30

[At last, the day has come: Festival Day! Once again, the Starstrikers have taken the trophy this year. But that doesn't mean members of other teams, or those who didn't play, can't celebrate with the rest of them!

There are parties everywhere. Ribbons, streamers, and confetti litter every major street in the system. (Remember what they say about glitter...) There is food on every block, and people cramming into shops to get in on the merch.

Don't forget about the reason for the festival-- the pet adoption drive! A large playground-type area has been set up on the Starstrikers' desert moon where people can play and interact with the lovable creatures needing new homes. Whether you're looking for companionship or just something to do, there's plenty to coo over! Every pet comes with an info card listing a fanciful name and a general description of their age and temperament. Maybe Sir Pringle the puppy or Marquess Mariana the fish can become your new best friend.

Sadly, the Fleet will be drifting in about a week... but feel free to party until then!]

Comments

[bi_otic]

[Kaidan nods as well, in a least partial understanding. When you live and work in space it became easy to let things like this go unappreciated. Especially during war.]

I used to try to make time. Good way to help myself think.

[oratorical]

[she probably should have tried to make time to breathe more often and try and take her mind off things, but that's not and hasn't ever really been Leia's style. At least not back home, with the threat of danger imminent. Here? It's a bit different, and she doesn't know what to do with it.]

I think my problem is the opposite, honestly. I need to think less.

[bi_otic]

[Kaidan lets out a soft chuckles, though it's more rueful than humorous]

I have the same problem, sometimes. There's certainly a lot to think about - things going on back home and what's going on here. Looking at the stars...well, it used to remind me of the stakes...helped put things in perspective. Now it's confusing.

[oratorical]

[She knows full well everyone's galaxy or planet has its own problems, and that just as she has things she can't or doesn't want to talk about yet, other people are likely the same. But at the same time--]

What were the stakes, if I can ask?

[bi_otic]

[His smile is both grim and gentle, and he slips his hands into his pockets]

Life as we know it in the galaxy.

[He's well aware that it sounds insane, and it frequently felt that way. Now more than a year removed from the war and it barely feels real anymore.]

[oratorical]

[To Leia it isn't that insane. It's a feeling she knows pretty well, even if she wouldn't put it quite so dramatically in most situations.

Leia raises her eyebrows, just a bit surprised by his answer.]

Something that serious would weigh heavily on anyone's mind. I can't say I don't know how that feels.

[bi_otic]

[It doesn't feel dramatic. It feels true. In fact, it seems like putting it lightly, but the facts of their war against the Reapers was difficult to sum up]

Yeah? [He lets the open question hang for a moment. He wouldn't ask so much from a stranger] Seems like a lot of people do...in the fleet, I mean.

[oratorical]

I wonder if there's a reason for that. Makes for a good holo, or something like that.

[Based on that whole "intergalactic TV show" thing. Leia's not a fan of it, and really she doubts that's any criteria for why people have wound up here, so it's more just an attempt at humor or relating to his experience than anything.]