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Umiko Shimizu
Atop the Grand Tree.

| @Sho Minazuki |


Umiko had began to retire himself to the intriguing novel he'd picked up from the local library. He'd already accepted that Vega wasn't interested in talking and that suited him just fine. He adjusted his position so that he could shed some light on the page he was reading. He was so close to delving into the sea of words before a series of chuckles burst out from beside him.
"Hahahahahahahaaaa... Hah. Leash. The guildmaster." Umiko sat with his legs crossed, his head turned slightly to watch Vega as he moved into a more comfortable position. Of coarse, Umiko already knew that it was the Guildmaster's doing. Who else would Vega have listened to? Perhaps Mary? The thought of Mary telling him off for being too reckless turned his stoic, disinterested expression into a smile. It didn't take a genius to tell that Vega was irritable at the moment, so Umiko resumed reading his novel in the assumption that there conversation had ended.

"'we don't need you starting fights' he said," The brief silence was interrupted, Umiko shutting his book entirely and placing it beside him, "'if you can't control yourself for the day don't go' they said, boooooring, I know I wouldn't be able to resist beating someone in down there, so I'm up here instead. I'm not one for 'formal' events or traditions either so a day off is fine by me." Vega's mocking tone towards the Guild master might have offended Umiko on any other day, but the young man understood well enough when a person just needed to vent. It was clear that the situation didn't feel fair for Vega. Umiko had to admit that he felt the same way.
"Well, today is supposed to be a day for our guild." Umiko's voice softened upon referring to Golem's Hand as his own guild. He was still a little bit touchy on the subject. Although it wasn't as though he could ever return to Harpy's Wing with his sister there, so he may as well get used to referring to Golem's Hand as such.

"Doesn't seem fair that the Harpies get to be there enjoying it while you don't." Umiko was trying to be supportive, but at the same time he hoped he wasn't sparking any ideas about going against the Master's wishes. He was starting to wish he hadn't spoken at all. He looked out below at the festival. The people looked so small from up here, but he could still tell that they were having a good time. Perhaps Umiko would have enjoyed it, but today he wasn't in the best of moods despite his calm persona. The idea of getting into a fight with a Harpy never really appealed to him, but the young man was feeling quite frustrated today for some undisclosed reason. Whatever it was, Umiko had decided that it would be best for him to distance himself from the festival lest he let his emotions go rampant in the heat of the moment.

Penny Evergreen
Luna Crescente Festival Grounds.

| @j8cob | @Renny | @Raijinslayer |


A local swing jazz group performed in the center of the festival grounds, setting the carefree mood for the other festival inhabitants as they danced merrily to the catchy tunes. Moments ago Penny had been right at the front of the dance floor, sharing in the excitement with her parents. However right now she was crouched next to a stand, fidgeting with her glasses while strips of sticky tape hung from her lips. Her brow furrowed as she concentrated on her make shift repairs. Penny had been rhythmically swaying her head in beat with the music when her glasses had flung off of her face, only to be stepped on by one of the other dancers. Thankfully the lenses were still in tact, but the frame had been bent way out of shape. Regardless, the little girl was determined to right her wrongs. She carefully held together the frame with some strategically applied tape, her eyes beaming with delight when they were functional once more.
"Good as new!" She proclaimed, though in truth her glasses were now anything but. They sat crooked on her face and the thick wads of tape looked rather obnoxious. Regardless, Penny was happy with her results and stood up to stretch.

"Now, let me see what's next." Penny observed her surroundings before bringing her fingers up to her face with a pensive, almost contemplative expression. She began sorting through the various color coded bands that were wrapped around her fingers. She'd used this system as a way for her to remember all of her various activities. Today her fingers were loaded with reminders, as she had quite a lot to get done today. However her eyes immediately locked with a small, green band sitting just on the tip of her index finger. Of coarse, Mary's flower stand! Penny would have been absolutely devastated if she'd missed out on that. She quickly waved down her parents and let them know she was going to go look around some of the stalls. With that, she was off down the aisles of food, goods and games in search of Mary.

Thankfully it wouldn't be hard to find her. The gorgeous booth was luscious and green, just as Penny had expected it to be. Barely able to contain her excitement, Penny skipped forward towards the booth without even realising she was walking straight into the middle of a conversation. There was a man with blond hair that Penny did not recognise. He really rubbed her the wrong way. Of coarse she had no reason to dislike him, having only just met him, but Penny often found it unwise to not listen to her gut instinct when it came to such matters. Ignoring the two men, Penny beamed at Mary's flowers with her mouth open in awe.
"They're so pretty! May I have one, Ms. Boyce?" Ever respectful to the S Class wizard, it was no secret that Penny shared Mary's interest in gardening. Inexperienced and lacking the green thumb of her elder, Penny often sought out Mary for advice with her own gardening exploits. Though some would observe that the persistence of her queries could be interpreted as rather annoying to Mary. Penny was none the wiser to such allegations. She was far too occupied with her own tasks to care for any gossip about her.
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