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 Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 1:48 pm
Lein had been reading when he heard someone talking about a picnic. The dark haired boy then tried to figure out what to wear for it since he was never one to socialize that much before. But his mother, Kaila had been suggesting that he'd take a chance to meet other candidates when he could. The boy glanced at a single light brown tunic and a pair of his dark pants, figuring the simple clothing would work for a picnic.
After a bit, he managed to find the beach and smiled after seeing that a handful of others had arrived before him. Part of him wanted to make his appearance was not a mess, but decided against checking his appearance. He noticed that the others were in a small group and walked over to say hi.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 9:47 am
Ah, so more people had decided to join, and he got up from where he was sitting, moving over to the two newcomers. "Hey guys, glad you could make it! I'm Feronell, and these are Lathis, Finbar, and Kindra." He pointed to each of them as he introduced them, figuring that this might save time. It'd be silly for each person to introduce themselves now, especially with how many there were.
"So, you guys ready to open up the picnic basket? Or would you rather swim or build sandholds?" It was all fine with him, whether they opened it up, or played, and he wanted to see what everyone else thought. It was a picnic for everyone after all.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 4:02 pm
"A bit of found sounds lovely actually." Verra replied giving each of those introduced a small smile. "It's lovely to meet you all." She added though her smile was a touch icy, more like a practiced motion then something with any real feeling behind it. Still seeing how well everyone was getting along she relaxed somewhat taking one of the blankets left out for them and settling it over the sand. Taking a seat on it she carefully tucked her feet beneath her and unrolled a small hide and sketching kit.
Glancing at those around her and the sea she she took in the scene and carefully began to attempt to apply it to the hide.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 8:52 pm
Finbar nodded along, vaguely listening to the conversation. "Sounds good to me.." he said affably, to all three options. Sitting in the sand, he had already started heaping it into a pile and drawing patterned swirls in it with his finger. It was not that he was bored by the conversation or anything, he just liked having something to occupy his hands while he listened.
Finbar glanced up at Verra's greeting and gave a smile and nod of his own in reply. But said nothing. Her smile seemed less genuine than it first appeared, but Finbar wasn't one to judge. Some people just didn't smile much. But she seemed to make herself busy, so he didn't bother her. Instead, he watched her take out a piece of hide and a sketching kit. He couldn't help being curious as he was interested in art himself; when not working he was often found whittling or carving things into wood. He watched until he caught himself starring and looked away. He knew some artists were shy about their work. He didn't want to be rude.
Turning his attention back to the main group, he let a handfull of sand slip out of his fingers, then leaned forward, as though physically putting himself back in the conversation. "I could eat." he agreed, since no one seemed to want to commit. He was easy- he didn't mind what they did- but he'd rather they pick something and do it than sit here and talk about it all day.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 8:35 pm
Alright then. Food it was.
He measured the distance between where everyone had sat, and moved the baskets into the middle. He opened them up, and peeked inside. "I think the kitchen staff must like me," he joked. They had certainly exceeded his expectations, having expected only to only find travel rations inside, a bit enough to feed all of the candidates.
No, instead, in the first basket, he had found thinly sliced bits of meat, clearly leftover from the night before, freshly baked rolls, a selection of fruit, and some cheese. It was what they would have been having for lunch if they would have been eating in the dining hall instead of out here on the beach, but that was alright. It looked impressive.
In the second basket, there were several skins of juice, cups, and.. He stared for a moment. How had they gotten so lucky? There was a whole stackful of bubblypies, and while they weren't piping hot, he could tell that they were still warm.
"Well, feel free to dig in."
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