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Punkie approached the booth. A booth with flowers was always a good sign, and she breathed in their pleasant scent. "Why hello there!" The juggalo greeted the booth owner and proceeded to look around.
Where do you go to relax?
Punkie stopped and thought the question over. It was a rather private question, after all. Where a troll goes to truly relax and be themselves. Punkie picked up the paper and pencil and proceeded to write.

Bloodfest - Adamaz couldn't remember a time when he hadn't checked it out. And this years bloodfest was no different. He donned his sweatshirt and a little beany hat that barely contained most of his poofy mohawk, and that decidedly did not contain Papa Roach's feelers. He would stay quite warm up there though.

The best part of this particular bloodfest was that a friend of his was opening up a booth. He figured he's spend most of bloodfest there, since he normally wandered aimlessly (as he was wont to do), which got quite lonely. Plus, In Good Company was going to have tea, which he had come to enjoy immensely. He'd been getting better at his readin' and 'ritin, and was ready to bust out his new "skills" at the Bowl of Thoughtfulness. He was late, as usual, but was ready for the question. Relaxing is basically all he does.

"I like to go to the Fluid Redistribution Center. Except I haven't in a long time because of upsetting reasons and I have more friends now." Adamaz muttered all of this to himself as he scribbled his illegible chickenscratch on the slip of paper before putting into the bowl.

Adamaz was nervous about approaching anyone currently at the booth, even Panili. He knew she was busy with her grass rooting thing, and didn't really want to get in the way. Instead, he fuddled with the tea to make something tasty.

"Hello, Panili~! Oh goodness, your booth is so pretty! You have good taste in " He was a sucker for flowers. Even more so for friends!

Amonee had finally managed to get away from his booth long enough to check out what Panili had set up. He couldn't say that they were close friends but he'd seen her stand at the Harvest Festival and had stuck around afterwards to learn more about her. She was a sweet and kind troll which was really, the best type in his opinion. So he ought to give the activities she had planned here a good attempt!

Looking over her question of the night, he seemed to mull over a proper answer for a minute or two before writing his words down on a card. There were so many important places in his life, it was hard to narrow it down to just one! But he knew in his biscuit where he felt most relaxed. He scrawled it down and dropped it into the neat pile of other notes before taking a look at the tea collection. Hmm, he'd had coffee earlier but a little tea might help keep him awake for the remainder of the night!

Amonee's Answer

The most relaxing place by far is in front of a fresh canvas- just waiting to take me anywhere I dare design!

Xavier and his lusus had gone looking through the Bloodfest grounds together simply to get a feel for the layout of the place. Having a partner meant they could switch who manned the booth, or even have their lusus mind things. It made things really versatile and easy to get lost in all the fairground events and going ons. As reluctant to going to the crowded event as he'd been, Anu had insisted he attend the time honored troll traditional event. For what it was worth, he didn't regret the decision by any means now that they were in the thick of the event.

One of the booths with it's flowers caught the boy's eye. The jadeblood made his way over, a curious look on his face. The aromatics reminded him of back home with his garden up on the roof top. Not only that, but the tantalizing aroma of tea was soothing. The troll running the booth wasn't sometroll he'd ever met before. However her smile was warm and inviting. "Hello there! Your booth is lovely I must say. Oh hm..I'll answer the best I can." He greeted initially before pausing as he caught himself up on what was needed to be done. Stepping forward from his lusus to greet her properly, Xavier offered the other troll a welcoming half bow.

Anu's eyes traveled to the many arranged flowers. The large virgin grub's claws lightly scuttled in the snow as she moved past Xavier once he felt comfortable enough to interact She was accustomed to cold temperatures, and hardly seemed phased by the climate. Her claws gently touched one of the soft yellow petals as she leaned in to gently sniff at it. A warm smile pulled at the lusus' maw. A gently clicking noise of what might have been expressed gratitude was passed to the little orangeblood.

While he spoke highly of her booth, he decided to waste no time in answering the simple question, even if that meant chatting while writing. He took hold of one of the pencil and a slip of paper. Pursing his lips in consideration, Xavier quickly began writing out the first thing that came to the boy's mind.

Once done with his thoughtful input, Xavier quietly folded his piece of paper and tucked it away in the bowl with a shy smile as he returned the pencil back for another's use.

Q: Where do you go to relax?
A: When I want to get away and think, I like to find a place up in Busthind. Preferably somewhere that's overlooking the Four Fronds. Many places in nature are great place to forget and just relax! Morning's are fun to watch dew roll off the flowers, and usually aren't as cold as late nights. When the sun has just begun to set is my favorite. It bathes the whole sky in brilliant shades unlike those during twilight hours. It's calming and peaceful to me, and a good time to think, or play music I feel.

Stryke stopped at the flowery booth initially purely to admire how well put together it was. Then it was the tea. Even in disguise, it was something that would forevermore be the trolls tried and true weakness. While he passed on writing down anything, as he didn't feel confident in what he'd even jot down for a response he instead made himself busy with looking through the large collection of flavor combinations. His eyes scanned the different loose leaf teas, and had to admit it was more like a tea lovers paradise all splayed out and neatly arranged. Carefully selecting mint and fruity and his bases, he carefully arranged them so they could be added to what amounted to a customized little tea pouch.

A warm smile creased his lips. For what it was worth, it brought a strange sense of peace of mind he had not felt since before leaving Chittentown. He use to climb up on his roof, and sit outside and watch the night sky. The glow of moonlight still danced in his dreams across the dusty desert landscape he'd learned to call home. His heart felt heavy then as he gripped the little tea bag. He pushed back those thoughts, and instead smiled. Instead, he looked at it as if it were a little peace of home. He'd be back another night he realized as he left with a polite thank you and a good evening before heading off into the crowd.

deet doot

☯ Degras Tysson

It felt nice to retreat from some of the hubbub of Bloodfest; especially after cheering on the contestants in Gerbrawl. Even if it was only gerbils battling, some of the audience members could get a little rowdy. Taking a few minutes to mull over the various flowers and herbs, Ephias picked what he thought would make a likely combo. It did not match any of existing teas, but he was not bothered. He got to take home a teabag anyway.

Moving on, Ephias went to the question-and-answer bowl. The question for the evening made him pause however. Borrowing a pencil from the generous booth attendant once more, he scratched down a simple answer.

“Improved formal education system.”