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

[tempredmental]

[Dancing? Oh boy. This was turning into a nightmare. Barely noticeable, Keith's hand on his own arm tightened like he was trying to make sure he wasn't just having a bad dream.]

Uh... I um... you know I don't really like dancing...

[Was he turning red? He was turning red.]

[passingthrough]

Please. If I was looking for a threesome tonight you aren't the guys I would have called. [Are there guys she would have called?]

But dancing is objectively the best. Come on, Keith.

[the_tailor]

I mean, he doesn't have to dance if he doesn't want to.

[But he better not leave them behind.

He's a good boyfriend, see! Won't pressure Keith or anything.]

Also, sorry, I'm too possessive of this guy to even consider a threesome.

[tempredmental]

[Keith visibly flinched at the idea, but relaxed a little when Lance said he didn't have to if he didn't want to. He might later if they got him to drink.]

It's fine... I don't need a threesome anyway.

[Because he would also be stupidly jealous, and he just wasn't going to admit it as freely as Lance did.]

[passingthrough]

It was seriously never on the table. Or the bed or any other article of furniture.

Was that a no or yes on dancing?

[the_tailor]

Up to Keith.

[And good. Keith is his. Only his.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith chuckled a little sheepishly about the threesome thing, and then... right. Dancing.]

You guys can go dance. It's not really my thing.

[passingthrough]

And let you start weird rumors about us? [Kidding. Mostly. She glances over at Lance.]

[the_tailor]

Well, I wouldn't mind dancing with you, Kitty. You won't get jealous, Keith?

[He gives him a little smile.]

[tempredmental]

It's fine. Really. [Keith wasn't drunk enough to dance.] You guys have fun.

[passingthrough]

Well, I'm not going to turn dancing down, so you better mean it. [She waves Lance over.]