rakuen | After tournament party

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.

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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.

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

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.

"So, is that where you're from? What's it like?" Even if it is second-hand, he's eager to hear about far-off places.

Oh, someone who wants to hear all about Camelot? Well you have come to the right place, Arthur knows everything you need to know about Camelot in extreme~~ly boring~~ detail.

"Camelot is the best kingdom in all of the land," and he holds absolutely no bias, none whatsoever, "The people seem happy and I try my hardest to make sure they remain that way. The Knights are some of the bravest and strongest men I have had the pleasure of working with."

He gets a faraway look on his face, he misses his people and his home.

"It must be in one of the surface worlds," because surely the Grim Angels need to know about Asgardian cosmology, "I'll be sure to visit if I get the chance."

"...You miss it, don't you?"

Arthur misses the comment about the surface worlds, or maybe he just doesn't want to hear it. He's good at ignoring things like that.

"Yes, I do miss it, Camelot is my kingdom and it is left defenseless without me," it's not that he doesn't trust his knights, he does with his life, but there is only so long a kingdom can run without it's king.

"So you must be really important there, huh... I'm worried about my friends, too."

Well, except the one that is dead. He knows one of them died... but who?

He tries to hide his smile but can't. You must be really important there? That almost sounds like something Merlin would say to him while being cheeky.

"A King is always important to his kingdom, is he not?"

But Ein is being serious so it's rude to be smiling. He hardens his expression, "I'm sure your friends will manage until your return."

"Yeah, I guess so... I've never met a king before."

"They're tough, but... one of them just died."

"Well now you have," he says proudly.

Arthur frowns, "I am sorry for your loss."

"Thanks."

"Which school are you in?"

"Conquest," Arthur says proudly. The name Conquest suits him far more than Fortitude does, "And yourself?"

"I'm in Conquest, too. I guess we'll be seeing each other a lot."

"I look forward to it," he has a challenging glint in his eyes, "Perhaps we can battle one day."

"I think I'd like that."

"I will be sure to find you when we are both Players, then."

"Okay."

He didn't actually know what that meant, but he'd find out.

After tournament party

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welp time to decide the outcome in the plotting post