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There was so much food everywhere and pecans dipped in sugary goodness. She saw them at a cart, but she couldn't just asking anyone to get her some. There were also chocolate dipped frozen bananas and so much stuff just so much stuff.

Sheena frowned and tried to put her stomach behind her. She'd gone to Peters home and no one was there and then she came here because it was all anyone talked about for some time now. Now her goal was to find him and then maybe he'd get her pecany sugary goodness.

She weaved through the crowd around legs and little children who tried to pet her and make her their own. It was exactly an easy feat and Sheena decided she need to get up high to get a better view.

Decorations were everywhere so it wasn't easy to find something to climb and that was how she found herself sitting on top of a shop awning scanning the crowd for her little friend.

After his initial wave and call to Lune, Michael turned to go back to scanning through the crowd. It was too… normal, almost. Like it was just some kind of normal citywide gathering to do something so innocent as to watch the lunar eclipse.

There had to be something he was missing. Or maybe he was just getting too paranoid about everything.

When Lune did find his way over to him, he glanced down at what was in his hand and then at his outfit, snorting lightly in amusement. “Don’t you look fashionable,” he teased, shrugging at the young man’s comment. Michael wasn’t wearing anything fancy, just jeans and a tee-shirt, which would have been a bad idea if he didn’t also have on the leather jacket he favored when riding his bike. It certainly wasn’t the typical outfit he wore to school to teach.

“It’s not my scene, but bad things usually happen in large gatherings like this…” And if he was there, that would increase the opportunity he had to help if there was trouble. Granted, he probably shouldn’t be out and looking for trouble after the recent events that landed him in the hospital and had his identity revealed to yet another person… But staying at home and allowing something horrible to happen was not what he wanted on his record.

“I’m probably just being paranoid,” he admitted with a grin and glance down at Lune, shrugging off his previous comment. “You should enjoy yourself. I see you already are,” he added with a nod to the beer in Lune's hand, lifting his own bottle to his mouth to drink.

When was she ever happy with Christa??

Okay, maybe there had been that once last summer when she'd hugged her teammate and maybe cried a little bit after the whole ambush thing, but that had been a very traumatic experience. She was allowed to cry and be relieved that they all came out of it alive. And she'd used her magic to save Christa in the same event, and maybe they'd been on okay terms for a while, but something just had to come up and ruin things, and this time that something happened to be a brief conversation which had resulted in Christa breaking into tears (awwwkkkwaaaaaaaard), followed by Christa running off and then refusing to speak to her for some reason Paris could not quite understand.

She'd been nice. She'd been supportive. So what the hell had she done to be ignored??

Without Christa's presence—and she could see her, no matter what Chris tried to do to distract her, make no mistake about that—Paris would have been happy to skip over and greet Penelope with hugs and bubbly chit-chat. Instead, she stood there and glared in that direction for a moment before handing her turkey leg to Chris.

“We'll get a drink in a sec. Hold this for me, there's something I need to do,” she said.

What she really wanted to do was go over there and demand to know what Christa's problem was (or had been, or whatever, since from this distance Christa seemed moderately okay), but she was mindful of the crowd around them and she didn't really want to ruin her date with Chris. So she figured she'd give Christa one more chance to return civil conversation (if it could be called "civil") and did the next best thing: she dug into her purse for her phone, snapped a picture of herself giving the phone the middle finger, and proceeded to send it to Christa with the attached text “Don't think I can't see you.”

Then Paris turned to face the direction in which Christa was standing with Penelope and two other people, arms crossed over her chest and foot impatiently tapping, with an “I dare you to ignore me now” look on her face.

Because if she was ignored again, she'd either finally give it up as a lost cause and move on with her life and ignore Christa right back, or she might just take her turkey leg back and go beat Christa over the head with it.

With love, of course.

It was much easier to search the crowd from the awning and she did indeed find Peter, but why on earth was he wearing a silver metal hat. She didn't get it, but it didn't matter.

Not only did she see Peter, she was also pretty sure she saw ********* too, so she jumped down to head over. The party couldn't start without her right? Almost hopping throught the crowd bounding around heels and sneakers left and right, she made her way over to the group.

Sheena stopped right behind them before grinning to herself pouncing right onto Peter's shoes. "Mew," she said giving the worst cat impression ever and brushing up against his legs.

Arian was out with Saffy, his cousin deciding that it was a while since they had done anything together and the eclipse-viewing was a good excuse for them to do cousin-things - at least that had been the plan.

It had started out well enough, with Arian letting Saffy tug him round the shops around Main Street, listening to live music and generally soaking up the atmosphere, although somewhere around the fifth or sixth shop Saffy had run into an old school friend and Arian had ended up on his own.

Oh she'd been apologetic and suggested that he hang out with them, but Arian hadn't particularly wanted to feel like a spare wheel, had insisted that he'd be fine on his and and had instead arranged with his cousin for them to meet up at some point later for a meal out somewhere together.

He wasn't planning on entering any contests, but had picked up a few moon pies and was nibbling on one of the sweet treats as he wandered the festive-looking city.

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The amount of people around in the city had meant that Marlin couldn't in all honesty leave his post in Fancy a Change, instead (after consulting with his Dad) deciding that it would be a good time to open extended hours and run a pre-Halloween sale while they were at it.

For the occasion, Marlin had managed to enlist the help of Steve and Chloe from the theatre group and between them they had decked the shop in a stars at night theme, it had meant that he owed the pair one and that they would probably collect by making sure he want the first person they approached when they next needed a pair of hands slave, but the shop looked pretty neat if he did say so himself.

The pair of them were gone now, out to enjoy the festivities and Marlin half-wished he could join them, although his Dad had promised that he'd come over to relieve him in time for him to get out to watch the eclipse himself.

For his part, Marlin was dressed as an old style astrologer with a small map of the stars to go with it and there were moon pies on offer, free to any customer who stopped to buy (or to non customers if they were kids and asked for one).

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Briar had been in two minds about the whole Eclipse-viewing party, on the one hand parties meant crowds and he didn't like crowds, but on the other hand his parents had the rare night off and the whole idea of a lunar eclipse sounded so neat.

He was happier when he realised that his parents' plan for the evening was for them to have picnic in the park, especially when he saw his Mum slipping in the chocolate chip cookies. It would have been the best if his big brother had been able to come along, but he hadn't been able to make it down from college. Still both Mum and Dad were there and there were cookies for dessert (or even earlier if he had any say about it and managed to sneak one out from under his Mum's eagle eyes).

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Destry could not have hoped for a better opportunity... The teen was homeless, yes, but damn today she was raking in the money. She had made a whole $30 dollars. It was like Christmas. She hadn't even filtched anyone's wallet yet... And she might not even have to.

Today it even seemed that main street, which normally only tolerated street performers, thoroughly embraced them today, with the party for the eclipse having taken over the whole city. She grinned, and cartwheeled a few times, ending in a handspring, giveing a flourished bow at the end. Children were enchanted by Puppy... Who was a small pony. Begging their parents with excited voices if they could be the one to put money into the little box around the sweet creatures neck.

The gentle beast tolerated their exuberant petting with an affectionate tolerance, eying the tiny human with great dark eyes and following his owner around like the well trained companion he was. Destry had done her best to get him looking his best for the eclipse party, his tail and mane brushed to a smooth shiny gloss ( Destry had ruined her own brush in the process... it being the only one she had ) And tied it through with bright autumn maple leaves and ribbons, the pony making a very festive site, Destry had even tucked a few matching leaves into her own hair, but they kept falling out as she did her act.

She flipped over and walked down the sidewalk on her hands, whistling a merry little tune as she did so, listening to the gentle clop of puppy following faithfully behind her. Only... he wasn't. Puppy was on a mission. A mission of begging. His nostrils flared, and she continued that sweet clip clopping... right up to a young man sitting on a bench. A young dark haired man who held a cup full of something sweet and delicious, that magical and mystical liquid known as lemonade.

Trinity really didnt give a flip about the eclipse. Really didnt. She had so much on her mind that it was one of the last things that would even register on her radar of things to care about. Maybe that was a mistake, given the celestial significance, and the symbolic one, but she was still sort of dumbfounded by her newly realized senshidom.

Spakles... What was with the sparkles?

But her father had insisted on joining the other people of her age in the public social setting that was the city wide party. Though Trinity strongly suspected he just wanted her out of the house while he threw another one of his fancy black tie events. Not that she wasnt welcome to those, she held her own quite well, but she suspected her father knew something was amiss with her and wanted her to socialize just for the sake of socializing... Which... really held no appear right now.

So, she slipped on a pair of comfortable walking heels ( Because yes boys, there is such a thing ) and took off to the city, her chauffeur trailing behind her at a discreet pace as he always did, like her perpetual shadow who always wore a nice suit.

Trinity almost wished she had worn pants, or a longer shirt, but the shoes she had worn just really needed a lovely long expanse of leg above it to make the full effect.. only... it was freakin cold. She settled deeper into her jacket, pulling the little fur lined hood up around her neck... When suddenly a small yappy dog barked at her, apparently enraged by the little black bows on her shoes.

Trinity yelped and sidestepped a little bit, practically jumping on a young blonde boy about her age walking beside her.

“Ohhh yes, you so need more.” Zac replied with a laugh of his own. He hadn’t had as much as Ever but his own cheeks were flushed with more than ‘public personal contact’. “Buuut seeing as your job keeps you dressing so nice, regardless of how THEY think you should dress, you should most definitely enter the mixology contest.” He nodded with perhaps more ‘authority’ than fit his stature or appearance, but he carried himself like he was accustomed to it.

“Give.” He said reaching for the flask. “I’d like some more…please.” He added and leaned a shoulder slightly into the tipsy Ever, admittedly at risk of tipping them both into the gutter but he wasn’t precisely thinking on that at t he time.