smash_logs | [open log] meteor shower

Who: Anyone!
What: Meteor shower time! SO INTENSE
Where: Anywhere you choose~
When: futuredated, Thursday, August 12th. Any time that's dark is good for seeing stars, 8 or later; it goes in to the early morning of the 13th, too.

Just as promised, tonight was going to be a night full of shooting stars.

From anywhere in Final Destination City, these beautiful streaks of light can be seen dashing across the sky. Why not use the night to take your date out and watch the stars together? Perhaps a new relationship could form. Or break. Maybe a wish could come true. The sky was simply stunning, and the weather allowed for a comfortable atmosphere. It's a nice night to go out and watch the night sky.

[[OOC: Go ahead and make your own character threads! Mark them with a time so people don't throw babies into 4 o'clock threads if they shouldn't be there. That'd be awesome. Go nuts. If you need some more information, I based it off of the Perseid meteor shower, so hopefully that could help you out.]]

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Luckily, Shinon could comprehend her words. Unfortunately, he had no sense of direction, nor was he familiar enough with the place - drunk - to give her directions. "Uhh? Haaaaa... so sudden, you wench," he said to stall time, still seeming angry.

Suddenly, he was At Smash Academy and Knew He Had A Teaching Job. "You ain't in Tellius anymore, girl. This... this is Final... whatever. A biiiiig city. And yur prolly gonna be made into a student," he informed her, pointing a finger in Lyn's direction. "They force you. Seriously."

Wench? Did he even know who he was talking to!? Why, she could slice that ponytail clean off before he even had time to blink! ...But, you know, it wouldn't be a fair fight. Cursed drunkards.

"...Is that so...?" Nevermind she had no clue what Tellius was, she didn't want to offend him. Again. Lots of talk about Cities and Students and maybe that meant there was a ~place of learning~ around. "Are you a teacher?"

"Yeah. Damn. Damn damn damn," he mumbled, almost falling backward. The mercenary regained his balance quickly, pressing a hand to the side of his head. "Yeaaap. Got a gig here. I dun have to do aaanything 'cept teach a couple brats how to use a bow. Easy life. Eeaaaasy."

Again, back with the smile, though this time, it could be more easily related to a smirk.

Oh no they're letting the drunks teach. "You're an archer?" Lyn asked. "You must be a very good one if you're able to teach." Especially if the way he was treating her was the way he treated his students. "... Do you have a name?"

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed suggestively. "I knew you'd be askin' for it eventually," he purred, leaning forward. "The name's Shiiiiinon. Damn straight I'm a good archer: I'm the best out there. You, girly, remember that. Giiirly, girly."

Drunken Shinon finds amusement in repeating things.

Shiiiiinon. What a strange name. "That I will." All right all this leaning at her was getting a little ifffy. "I really must be going. I won't find my way just standing around here." She nodded and waved as she left, "Farewell for now, Sir Shiiinon!"

About 30 seconds after the Sacaen girl left, Shinon finally responded. Perhaps out of her earshot. "Don't... don't call me 'sir' Shinon. An' it's SHINON, not 'SHIIIIINON', you worthless girl...!"

Then he realized that she left. "Hey. Hey! Where... oh, ughhh..." The sniper unsteadily hobbled off.

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I am so sorry this is the worst end

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