This is Sanyo news! The warmth of summer has just arrived, the odd chill that was spring is now gone! We got some strange news for you rumor mongers though. It seems that there is a cherry blossom tree atop the Bubble. All attempts to have it taken down seem to have failed. For now it still seems to be under investigation.
The shopping street of Sanyo is now bustling with festivities. Numerous bamboo stocks have been set up for people to tie their wishes upon. If one isn't writing down their hopes, they are out and about the various booths set up by the local shops.
This night, the stars are brilliant as their name sake, not a drop of rain in sight. It seems Orihime and Hikoboshi won't be in tears this fine year. Like the two lovers finally drawn together, mayhaps one can find company, romantic or otherwise, this fine and festive Tanabata night.
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Ringo was on his own as he walked on down the festive street as he gently passed on by the immense amount of festival goers. He would normally work but his boss said she had to give part-timers off during the holidays...which made Ringo ponder if that was a standard or if that just mean she kept more of the profits that came with the influx of customers. He honestly could not tell and it would honestly be best not to ask.
Still, festival time wasn't so bad. It was more peaceful despite the larger crowd and noise not to mention festival food that Ringo can actually afford. Honestly the only downside is that Ringo heavily doubted the shadows will be quiet during the holidays. Worst comes to worst, another mall incident might happen during Tanabata and he wasn't exactly going to welcome that...but it wasn't like the world obeyed his whims anyhow. He continued on his walk about until he spotted something...
...a booth that let anyone write down their hopes and tie it to one of the nearby bamboo. Ringo pondered on this. This was not exactly something he really participated in as of late considering how busy his former major was...on the other hand he just experienced hard confirmation of the supernatural this year. Maybe...just maybe...
"...one paper please." Ringo went up to the booth and was handed his slip of paper and was motioned to one of the many pens to write it down. He pondered how to word this. Saying he wanted the prisons to go away would sound very bad. Saying he wanted the shadows gone would make him seem insane. Another moment of thinking before he finally penned:
I hope things get better.
Ringo's wish tying wasn't exactly elegant but hey, it was attached to the bamboo. Here is to hoping it is heard Ringo thought.
Growing up, Kei had heard all about the many festivals Japan held throughout the year. Her mother had gone to great lengths to describe them, had printed out pictures and found posters and even gone as far as making festival food one year... But none of that had prepared Kei for the reality of actually participating in a festival. Colourful streamers lined the streets, along with stalls packed with food and trinkets and who knew what else. Kei certainly didn't know -- and she probably wouldn't find out. Curiosity alone wasn't going to make her brave the huge crowds to try and get a peek at what everyone was so excited to buy.
So she kept to the outskirts instead, wandering around aimlessly and taking in the sights. She caught sight of her brother and mother at one of the food stalls, and made sure to give the place a wide berth -- she'd much rather explore the streets on her own tonight. ...Well, she would've actually preferred to go with a friend, but hey, it was what it was.
After a few minutes, she caught sight of what could only be described as a wall of bamboo. A stall was set up nearby, providing people with brightly-coloured slips of paper to write on. More of these papers decorated the bamboo, tied on and fluttering in the slight breeze.
Wishes! She grinned, and made a beeline for the stall. The man running it handed her a piece of paper, and gestured toward the pens that were scattered about the... Er, was counter-top the right word for it? Well, whatever. It didn't matter. Still smiling, Kei jotted her wish down as quickly as she could, while still doing her best to write neatly. When done, her slip of paper read:
I want to make lots of good friends this year.
Setting the pen down, she moved over to the line of bamboo stocks, and tied her wish to one of them. Satisfied, she turned and started walking--or tried to, anyway. She took one step and promptly ran into another festival-goer -- a young man with bright red hair who'd been tying his own wish to the bamboo.
"Ah, I'm sorry! Are you okay?"
He probably wasn't hurt -- she'd just bumped into him after all -- but Kei still felt bad.
Ringo smiled wistfully as he finished tying his wish to the bamboo. He wasn't sure if he was one for wishes, it doesn't hold up in a court of law after all but he wanted to hope that something, whatever it was, was considering this. Or mayhaps it was because he couldn't make what he desired a reality that he banked on this in the first place.
Alas, Ringo's thoughts had to be put on pause, as he just processed that he was no longer in a standing position and is now collapsed on to the floor, the impact jolted him enough for him to realize this. He quickly checked below him to see if he tripped over anything as he was absent in his thoughts but a voice soon gave him enough information to realize the cause of his fall.
"Ah, I'm sorry! Are you okay?" A girl, about a high school age if Ringo had to make a guess, was not far from where Ringo was.
"Oh, I'm fine." Maybe. "It was my own fault for spacing out. I was thinking about my wish not that it excuses me of being a hazard." Ringo laughed nervously. "I'll get out of the way. Excuse me." Ringo got on up and tried to walk out of the main line of fire as it were and sit on a nearby bench that was, miraculously, without people if only because they seem to be focused on the stalls further down the road.
"No, no, it's my fault -- I'm sorry, I should've been more aware of my surroundings," Kei said, shaking her head as the red-haired young man tried to take the blame on himself. She was the one who ran into him, after all, and that put the fault with her. Fortunately, he didn't seem to be any worse for wear as he stood up and walked over to take a seat on a nearby bench.
She stood still for a moment, unsure of what to do next. There was so much to see and experience at the festival, but it was all so overwhelming too. Kei felt like she needed a breather; just a moment to step back and disconnect from the festivities before jumping right back in. Of course, that was easier said than done. The only place to sit down was on the bench beside the young man she'd just crashed into, and that...
...Well, that wasn't really ideal.
But then again, she had wished for more friends, hadn't she? And she wasn't about to make new ones just standing around and avoiding contact with others. And sure, he seemed a bit older than the people she'd usually hang out with, but there was nothing wrong with that. ...Right?
Mind made up, Kei began to make her way over to the bench. "Hi, sorry to bug you again," she smiled sheepishly, "but do you mind if I sit beside you? Pretty sure it's the only empty seat in the city right now." She hoped that little attempt at humour (it was humour, right?) would go over well.
"Hm?" Ringo looked up to see the girl he bumped into not too long ago.
"But do you mind if I sit beside you? Pretty sure it's the only empty seat in the city right now."
"I don't mind." Ringo chuckled as he presented the seat and scooted a bit to give the girl more room. Given her attempt at humor-she likely needed some ease especially since she crashed into him. He'll have to show it's all water under the bridge. "We got till festivities to die down-people tend not to feel all too tired when caught up festivities...unless it isn't their thing, I have spent a fair few Tanabatas inside after all." Ringo laughed. "How has your Tanabata been?" Small talk is another good starting point to ease worries.