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Marlo spread the picnic basket out and sat down on it, enjoying the breeze that blew through his pale hair. Feeling Kail's aura grow anxious at remembering the scenery. Taking out his Gram and setting it down so it would scroll through the pictures, pausing every so often. It was only one picture that paused the longest, it was both of them with bandages and sleeping together, a full two minutes it would hold.

"I thought we could reminisce about the past so a slid show of our pictures." He smiled and ran his hand through the silky black locks. Marlo thought that Kail's hair was always beautiful, no matter how much debris or of a mess it got into it, it maintained its healthy luster. "Kail, the school's Cultural Festival is coming up, why don't you help me think up of themes that the club could vote on?"

It was time to get Kail to think, exercise the mouse in the maze in his head by throwing in a few flight of stairs and maybe a few walls to climb.

((( My Gosh, I have been busy lately, my younger sister got married two months ago, I had to shift into a new shift time at work, having dental appointments and the transitional period from leaving another job to get used having one again around this time last year was hectic. Not to mention with a summer cod that hit me out of no where on labor day weekend was no help.))

----- But I am back and I will take my time with the posts so that I am not so mentally drained in the imagination department.

Superheroes? That sounded too cliché. He shook his head. "It needs to reflect the club's essence." He reached for the thermos of tea and poured two cups. "I want it to truly reflect the club but I was thinking a slight twist. we could do a café." With a few hand gestures over the Gram, he brought up another screen that left the slide show alone.

The screen was the list of past festival themes that the club had held.

One caught his attention. "This one, its done once a Bloodsoul has taken Presidents Office. A Commemoration. It says that the Masters Serve the Patrons and the Sub's are out advertising and hosting the patrons as they come to the room."

Marlo scratched his temple, shocked that Kail really didn't understand. He could argue the basics of this awkward tradition but this only happened when a Bloodsoul took office.

"By having the Master's serve the patrons, people will understand that we have the power and constraint to not to do "that" to our Submissive Partners." Logic kicked in. "While the Submissive Partners are Advertising and drawing people in, it demonstrates that they have the trust of their Master. Reverse Psychology"

--------Don't worry, your safe, I was checking the Guild members Post numbers a while ago.

The general gist of what the guild will do is down but the actual theme or style for the café has yet to be decided." He sipped on the tea in his hand. "They have failed to mention the café styles held with this Tradition. They want to leave it to the next Bloodsoul to decide and make a mark for themselves."

It was cleaver for the Grandfather of the club to leave that very detail out and it was at his wish.