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OOC: All characters present:
Megana
Sam Kessler
Maya Nguyen
Steve Campbell
Emily Jones
Dane Stryker
Meg Hoffman
Brad Greenwood
Ingrid Lewis
Lysanthra Di'Artigo
Vi Trent
Marshal Hewlett
Nearby: a packed dining area of random festival goers and waiters/waitresses. Frank and Johnny are also nearby

Megana continues observing, wondering what Lysanthra's angle is. With more folks joining in, she decides it's best to step up and help out the location, joining her mom with serving food. Frank and Johnny can be seen walking into the bar area.

OOC2: Megana now posts to her own thread: DeadMan's Hand - Festival Day - Megana. If Lysanthra wants to follow her to talk, also post to that thread.

Vi hears emily yells out for her , but Vi ignores her and sits with marshal . While she awaits her food order , she looks at marshal," I see why you try to stay away from emily ."

Brad grins at Steve's statement. "I did take a second try, but I can't grip properly like this."

He looks around, "So how's everyone else's day going?"

Vi smiles a bit ," well im doin ok despite my ankle . teddy being a little bitch like always but heh."

Dane chooses to let the flow of conversation pull him away from the board, turning slightly in his chair toward Steve and Brad as they talk about the obstacle course. He listens for a moment before offering a small nod. “That rope swing looked rough,” he says, glancing briefly at Brad’s thumb. “Even without the bee. I get the impression Meg thinks I should give it a try, but I’m not sure I’m cut out for it. What do you think—can I get my scrawny body through it?”

The exchange gives him something to occupy his attention, but the chessboard still lingers at the edge of his awareness like an unsolved equation. The question of whether he’d misjudged the situation refuses to settle, resurfacing whenever his thoughts have room to wander.

He takes a sip of his drink at last, registering the warmth of the alcohol as it goes down, and keeps his attention on the group, letting the noise of the festival fill the gaps in the conversation.

OOC: Megana now posts to her own thread: DeadMan's Hand - Festival Day - Megana. If Lysanthra wants to follow her to talk, also post to that thread.

OOC2: All characters present:
Sam Kessler
Maya Nguyen
Steve Campbell
Emily Jones
Dane Stryker
Meg Hoffman
Brad Greenwood
Ingrid Lewis
Lysanthra Di'Artigo
Vi Trent
Marshal Hewlett
Nearby: a packed dining area of random festival goers and waiters/waitresses. Frank and Johnny are also nearby. Megana is helping her mother serve drinks

Megana stands and leaves, instantly getting accosted by her mother to help.

Vi hears Emily, but ignores her while sitting with Marshal. As she awaits her food order, she comments to Marshal, "I see why you try to stay away from Emily."

Brad grins at Steve's, "I did take a second try, but I can't grip properly like this," he looks around, "So how's everyone else's day going?"

Sam shrugs, "Well... my date just left."

Ingrid addresses Liz, "Go with her. You obviously have to talk to her."

Steve frowns confusedly at Ingrid, then answers Brad, "Well, I got to stage two of the course, then fell. Sad day..."

Maya just smiles, seemingly interested in what Brad says, finally she asks, "Can I take your picture?"

Vi grins, "Well, I'm doing okay despite my ankle. Teddy being a little bitch like always but heh."

Miss Hoffman scoffs at Vi's remark, "Did his temper take over again?"

Dane chooses to let the flow of conversation pull him away from the board, turning slightly in his chair toward Steve and Brad as they talk about the obstacle course. He listens for a moment before offering a small nod. “That rope swing looked rough,” he says, glancing briefly at Brad’s thumb. “Even without the bee. I get the impression Meg thinks I should give it a try, but I’m not sure I’m cut out for it. What do you think—can I get my scrawny body through it?”

The exchange gives him something to occupy his attention, but the chessboard still lingers at the edge of his awareness like an unsolved equation. The question of whether he’d misjudged the situation refuses to settle, resurfacing whenever his thoughts have room to wander.

He takes a sip of his drink at last, registering the warmth of the alcohol as it goes down, and keeps his attention on the group, letting the noise of the festival fill the gaps in the conversation.

Miss Hoffman grins at Dane, "You should try again. You seem to be good at everything."

What Vi had said finally registers in Emily's mind, "Hey! What's THAT supposed to mean?" Everyone swears that they can see tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Hey kiddo," Marshal reassures, "Little sisters are supposed to be irritating." He then scowls at Lysanthra, shooting her the, 'shut up or you get one in the shoulder!' look.

Vi looks directly at Emily , " what that means is , you cant stand it when you are not center of everyones attention . and that i came in with you r brother marshal . you get all pissy . so please get over it ."

When Vi's food arrives , she starts in on the fries first while taking sips of soda .

To Steve, Brad chuckles and says, "Congrats on getting that far, I barely made it halfway through the first stage."

To Maya; "Sure, if you want. Any pose in particular?"

"Go for it if you want to, Dane. And if you don't feel like it, that's fine too." Brad gestures to himself and then Vi, "Injuries are possible, so if you don't want to risk it, there's nothing wrong with that.''

Dane rubs the back of his neck. “I’m not afraid to try it. I’m just not fond of the results when one mass hits another at speed.”

He mentally cringes at how stiff that sounded, but outwardly tries to flash a light-hearted grin. His analytical brain quickly runs through probabilities and possibilities: probably too nerdy. Or worse, Meg might think he’s being dramatic. Or maybe she’d find it funny—and then what if everyone else laughs at him too? He forces himself to glance at the group, hoping no one notices the rapid-fire calculations running through his head as he tries to appear casual.

All characters present:
Sam Kessler
Maya Nguyen
Steve Campbell
Emily Jones
Dane Stryker
Meg Hoffman
Brad Greenwood
Ingrid Lewis
Lysanthra Di'Artigo
Vi Trent
Marshal Hewlett
Nearby: a packed dining area of random festival goers and waiters/waitresses. Frank and Johnny are also nearby. Megana is helping her mother serve drinks

What Vi had said finally registers in Emily's mind, "Hey! What's THAT supposed to mean?" Everyone swears that they can see tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Hey kiddo," Marshal reassures, "Little sisters are supposed to be irritating." He then scowls at Lysanthra, shooting her the, 'shut up or you get one in the shoulder!' look.

Vi looks directly into Emily's eyes, "What that means is that you can't stand it when you are not center of everyone's attention. I came in with your brother, Marshal so you get all pissy. So please, get over it." Vi's food arrives, she starts in on the fries first while taking sips of soda. Emily's face goes from defiant to hurt. She stares down at the table, sulking.

Steve playfully shakes her shoulders, "It's okay kiddo. Let's just have fun. I get told off all the time."

Brad chuckles and addresses Steve, "Congrats on getting that far, I barely made it halfway through the first stage." Steve smirks and nods proudly.

"Any pose in particular?" Brad asks Maya.

"Just be natural," she replies as she snaps a picture of him.

Right after, Brad tries to imagine Dane running through the obstacle course, "Go for it if you want to, Dane. And if you don't feel like it, that's fine too," he gestures to himself and then Vi, "Injuries are possible, so if you don't want to risk it, there's nothing wrong with that."

Dane rubs the back of his neck. “I’m not afraid to try it. I’m just not fond of the results when one mass hits another at speed.” He mentally cringes at how stiff that sounded, but outwardly tries to flash a light-hearted grin. His analytical brain quickly runs through probabilities and possibilities: probably too nerdy. Or worse, Meg might think he’s being dramatic. Or maybe she’d find it funny—and then what if everyone else laughs at him too? He forces himself to glance at the group, hoping no one notices the rapid-fire calculations running through his head as he tries to appear casual.

Miss Hoffman chortles as she can tell his gears are working again.

Sam nods towards Dane, "That happen often? The hyperactive brain thinking?"

Ingrid and Miss Hoffman both reply in unison, "Yes! All the time."

"Dane! You should try it!" Steve encourages with, "No guts no glory! You only live once! All the cool guys are doing it! You wanna be cool, right? And don't forget to... OW!" As Maya elbows him to shut up.

Marshal begins to smile, for once feeling like he belongs and not an outcast.