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This looked interesting, to say the least. Aislin float-stepped up to the booth, leaning in to inspect the rules. From the corner of her eye she caught sight of some creepy old man leering in her direction. She turned to stare back at him, one brow pushed up as she frowned in his direction. "What?" It seemed people had a tendency to stare when they realized what she was wearing - but who cared!

The banshee scooped up one of the darts laying around, following the example of everyone else, and threw it at the wall. She had all the confidence in the world that she'd hit something - she'd managed to sink all three ships with flying colors at the Open House Human Studies Booth. Surely AIM was one of her secret talents.

And it seemed her assumption was well based. Though she hadn't really aimed at any specific balloon her dart flew true and popped one that had the words Two Seeds listed above it as the prize. With a whoop the ghoul threw her arms up in the air, did a little victory dance, collected her winnings and promptly sped off. Perhaps in search of a friend to boast her throwing-things-and-destroying-stuff prowess to.

(( sn: sleepZombie ))

Back to the darts! Perhaps Ren would have worried, had he known his little brother was playing with sharp objects again, but Jove couldn't resist making a second attempt. Thankfully he was coordinated enough to throw the darts without poking himself or any of the other players with the pointy end.

He wasn't lucky enough to win a seed the second time around, but it didn't seem to dampen the pup's enthusiasm for the game.

Still reeling from losing so miserably at the crane game, Muka made his way back to the game he'd actually WON. The old man was still glowering but Muka had won here before so he gave the man a pleasant wave, wiggling his talons happily.

"Have you had many winners?" The man's stare and silence didn't seem to bother the strix though. He stepped up and made his attempt to get some seeds.

Muka tossed his darts and MISSED. Missed?! The old man looked almost triumphant but the strix boil wagged a finger. It was a motion that said 'I will be back!'

The undead grombie wound her way through the crowds, trying to decide which booth to visit next. The familiar sound of popping elastic rang through her ears, and Levia found herself once more in front of the strange black balloons. She had rather enjoyed the experience last time, and plucked up a few darts to give it another whirl. Her arm threw the darts at weird and wide angles, attempted to aim for the board without skewering anyone's eyeballs in the process. Her attempt at caution in her throws apparently made her veer wide, the darts thoroughly missing their targets. She quirked a bow, determined to practice her throwing some more and return for a rematch.

"Heeeyyyy, batter batter batter, or should i say - batty batty batty." Oppa taunted with a smile, while swinging his club like a bat. Slightly dismayed at not receiving a reply he moved closer to the booth. Eyeing the darts Oppa casually picked one up and let it fly.

NOTHING. The dart managed to hit the board this time around, but it landed square between a cluster of balloons. Disappointed Oppa frowned and cursed at the dart, and muttered something about the game being rigged before sulking off.

(sn: cheshire)

Peculiar things these seeds- the tatzel returned to the booth with the leering elderly fellow in hopes of getting more. They were shiny. It was always a good idea to collect things that were given to you at festivals; never know what could come out of them.

Picking up a dart, Levi flicked her wrist to let the dart sail over to a winged balloon in hopes of seeing something shiny.

And there it was; another seed to add to her bag. Grinning, her tail wavered at the glittering seed.

(( Mini ID: Neko ))

Xiu had been lucky the first time around--perhaps she would be lucky again? She was back to try the game again, grabbing another dart and choosing a target. Closing one eye, she gauged the distance and then let the dart fly.

To her surprise and delight, she had somehow managed to pop the balloon. Tag wagging slightly, she received the single seed for her efforts and, with a small smile and word of thanks to the booth owner, Xiu hurried away to try the other games.

(SN: Kaiyumi)

Before Zen knew it, the tide had brought them back in the vicinity of the balloon popping booth. Balloon. Zen had learned the name of this item yesternight, and wondered briefly how much they would cost as the game eZentially consisted of breaking them. Surely replacement fees piled up.

The monk had succeeded in winning last time, and thus had developed an attachment to this dart-throwing activity. For the second time, This One approached the counter and gestured to the darts. The old man was quicker to grant permission this time around. The basket-head flicked the dart at a balloon...

And missed! Ahh... what a let down, but the disappointment would pass quickly. Zen bowed their thanks to the booth proprietor and stepped away to return another day.