After tournament party

[musicalee]

Characters: Everyone!
Format: Whatever your heart desires!
This log is: Open party log!
Location: Battle Arena
Summary: On Saturday afternoon after the train arrives there is a festival and a presentation of the tournament winners!
Warnings:

Saturday was sunny if a little cold but once again the battle arena was bursting with people. Unlike in the week though everyone was out on the arena field itself, stalls had been set up for games or silly competitions. More tents and stalls sold foods, some which might be familiar to those living in the schools and some that would not be.

At one end there was a stage set up where the six staff members sat, people mingled, ate and discussed the tournament until Dunleavy finally stood to address the crowd.

"I hope that everyone enjoyed the tournament. Today is to celebrate and to reward the winners. Everyone did very well, so please show your appreciation to all those that participated Players and Weapons both."

The townspeople cheered and clapped waving flags of the two schools. "All our winners are from Conquest so congratulations to Conquest for the victory." More cheering; on the stage Day looked smug but proud as well, proud of her students.

~

Once all the prizes had been given out the stage cleared and a small band entered. Dunleavy wished goodbye to the other staff members before retreating to her mansion. It was unfair to Dolorosa and Recette to expect them to watch her when they should be having fun and it really wasn't a celebration without music.

Comments

[unflinchable]

Arthur feels like he should be mingling. This started as a formal(ish) occasion and he was comfortable enough throughout it, it was almost like being at home. But it then changed into something more festive and he wasn't confined to to his seat like he would be in Camelot.

So it was time to mingle, he turns to the next person and says, "Hello," please enjoy speaking with the King in full armor (well, minus the helmet).

[imperceptible]

(Surprise, Arthur, it's Kevin.)

At his greeting, Kevin pauses with a hotdog halfway to his mouth and grins at his former player. "Nice tin-suit."

[unflinchable]

(Oh. You again.)

Arthur's smile immediately turns into a frown, "It is not a tin-suit it is armor and some of the finest armor that Camelot has to offer," yes Kevin, you offended both the king's pride in himself and Camelot, good job.

"It is much more suitable than the," he pauses, trying to pick the best word, "things you are wearing." Smooth Arthur, very smooth.

He clamps his mouth shut after that though, he figures that he should have proceeded in a more kingly manner than that (that of a petulant child) but he couldn't help it. He was just so annoyed.

[imperceptible]

(Yep, him again. We're trapped on the same rock dude and we go to the same school. You will be seeing a lot of me.)

"You mean clothes?" Kevin remarks as he glances down at his jeans, sneakers, t-shirt and zip-up hoodie. It's not a tux and it wouldn't cost him more than 20 bucks to copy at a local Wal-Mart, but it's functional and, even better? Light.

As he finally takes another bite of his hot dog, Kevin gives Arthur's armor another look over as he chews thoughtfully. Once he swallows, he finally decides to ask about something the other guy said.

"So that's stuff from your home? You're from Camelot?" He's got a note of disbelief in his voice.

[unflinchable]

(Stupid rock.)

Arthur sneers at him, he would hardly call what Kevin was wearing clothes. Yes, they were in the shape of basic clothing but there are peasants who dress better than the people on this island. Please add fashion to the list of things that Arthur doesn't understand about the future. Or Rakuen.

He also frowns at the hotdog, what weird looking food. Arthur hates this place, it's way too different from home and nothing makes sense.

"Yes, this is my armor from home and as this is a festival to celebrate the tournament I found it suiting." If not he would only be wearing the tunic he has on under the armor. He nods, "Camelot is my home and kingdom, yes."

[imperceptible]

Yeah, Kevin's starting to sense Arthur's frustration with the city. He supposes it must be hard to adapt, coming from a completely different time period. Even Kevin had a little bit of confusion with the holographic technology the battle system uses but at the very least he knew how to operate a phone and a computer. Arthur doesn't seem to have even that.

Still, just because he understands what the guy is going through doesn't mean he knows how to be mature about it. (Kid's only twelve after all.) So when Arthur sneers at him, it gets his hackles up. Enough for him to be a little bit nasty.

"So that makes you the head honcho. Got a question for you: didn't you have a better place to stick a sword besides a rock?"

[unflinchable]

Excuse you, the stone was a very safe place to keep the sword, so was the lake it was in before that. Except, you know, Arthur doesn't know about any of that. He hasn't exactly pulled Excalibur out of the stone yet. That's a few episodes away.

"Being the king does, in fact, make me the head. But who in their right mind would put a sword in a rock?"

Merlin, that's who.

[ecthelion]

"Hi." replied this normal-looking person that Arthur clearly hasn't seen before, because what is respect when you've never had a relationship in your life other than friend, superior, or enemy?

[unflinchable]

Arthur is glad the this person is normal looking, he has had enough of these "interesting" people around here. He just wanted someone normal, and he knew that he wouldn't get someone normal from his world so he'll just take normal looking. It really is the next best thing.

"Have you been in this place long?"

[ecthelion]

"No, I just got here today."

[unflinchable]

"Ah, I see. I myself have only been here for a week, so I am not acquainted with all that reside here," he responds politely.

[ecthelion]

"Huh. Well, at least you're prepared. That armor you're wearing looks really good."

[unflinchable]

Arthur beams with pride, "It is the best in all of Camelot." And maybe that's true and maybe it isn't, but he likes to think so. It has served him well.

[greenspaces]

Jade wonders why he wore his full armor to a party. But then again, if he was anything like Merlin, he was probably strange to begin with.

"Hi! Congratulations on winning third, that's so cool."

[unflinchable]

His armor was safe, and he didn't feel particularly safe here. He would take offense to hearing someone think that he was like Merlin. Good thing he doesn't hurt girls.

"I should have done better," he answers automatically.

[greenspaces]

Sadly this girl would probably hit back.

"At least you made it past the first round..." she attempts to sound appropriately morose that she was 'beaten' in the first round, though she set it up beforehand. It kind of works. "You can probably win the next one if you train really hard."

[unflinchable]

He can respect a girl who hits back, the two girls he is close to- were close to- would hit back as well.

"You as well," he says without thinking. He can't really go around telling girls they shouldn't fight and then tell them that with training they could win, "I mean, I am not one to encourage females to fight, but I have faced female knights and you... seem spirited?"

Oh god, he's going to start rambling like Gwen does.

[greenspaces]

"Why not? Girls are really good at fighting. My best friend is one of the scariest fighters I know, and she only uses knitting needles."

You tread on dangerous ground, Arthur.

[heroiccia]

"Haha! 'Sup dude!" And Arthur, of course, gets a hard pat to the back, which may, or may not have felt a bit like a hard smack.

[unflinchable]

Arthur has no idea what 'sup dude' means, and is totally offended by that pat on the back, "Did you just hit me?"

[secretlyuseful]

Merlin, giddy with relief that he was not dead and Arthur hadn't completely and utterly turned on him; indeed that Arthur had been prepared to let him win his trust back, was having a lot of fun.

Of course Merlin had been to lots of feasts and festivals in the last four years, but he had always been serving at them. Though that was often fun, and not many could say they had been to such feasts. But it was fun to not be working, to wander the crowds and take in the new things.

For there were many new things. He saw Arthur and made his way to him with two floating globes that wanted to fly away. He knew it wasn't magic but he couldn't get his head around what they were... "Isn't it amazing?" He handed the one with the sword crest to the king, he was trying to act as naturally as possible despite what had happened yesterday.

[unflinchable]

Maybe that's what was missing. Besides the long table and the chatter with other people of noble blood, Merlin wasn't serving him wine and being utterly incompetent. It's such an odd thing to miss, but perhaps it's just the routine that he has missed. Occasionally feasts and festivals were fun, but mostly he had a duty to perform and a role to play, so being here and being able to do what ever he wanted was, well, weird.

He tries not to stiffen as Merlin comes near, Merlin who has magic and is trying to act like nothing had happened between them. Arthur could do that too, hide away any feelings of hurt and betrayal, he'd been doing it for years.

Arthur eyes the floating orb with the sword decal warily before taking it, "What is it?" he asks, bringing it down and poking at it, trying to figure out its purpose.

[secretlyuseful]

"A balloon." Merlin told him, "I have absolutely no idea how it can fly though, the child who sold it to me looked at me like I was an idiot when I asked."

He grinned again though he felt awkward. It was strange acting normal after everything that had happened but he wanted to prove that nothing had changed, or shouldn't change. It was a probably a good job magic didn't seem to work here, no sorcerer could come and convince Arthur once again that magic was harmful.

[unflinchable]

"Balloon," he says as if he's trying out the word, "It is probably some of this world's technology." He shrugs off the thought, he doesn't like thinking about this odd technology much. It's easier that way. (Arthur really should stop just not thinking about things, coming to terms is much easier.)

He claps Merlin on the back, trying to break some of the tension, "C'mon Merlin, we have something to do. How many Raks did you acquire?"

[secretlyuseful]

"Probably, it's incredible though." Merlin grins again, in contrary to Arthur he likes this odd technology, it's like magic but not.

Of course he was trying not to think about magic, or the fact Arthur knew he had it or the fact that he didn't have it at the moment and the hole it left inside him was huge.

"About thirty altogether, what do we need to do?"