#event.thargelia

[rheadiamondis]

“You’re in a good mood.” Some fruity cocktail with several umbrellas in it in hand, Medusa can’t help but smirk a bit around her straw. It’s a festival to Apollo, she figures Hyacinth will be in good spirits. While she’s not too keen on any festival dedicated to any god, she can’t help but feel like she does need a win after her encounter with Nemea. @mylesxdelian​

[jazz-quinn]

There was something stupidly hilarious about having a streak of bad luck when you could see the future. This was what she got for thinking she could pull off an outfit change after she was done slinging flowers at the shop’s booth. Going from flats to heels had been a mistake, two steps onto the cobblestone street and the stiletto had snapped clean in half.

This was what she got for trying at one of these things.

On top of that, the step she’d taken forward had been rather spirited when the heel snapped and caused her to practically cling to the shoulder of the person in front of her in fear of falling to the ground. “Fuck, fuck I am so sorry.” @jerriklykos​

[winterdupont]

“Hey, Kasey!” She’s got a moment of reprieve from the Woven booth and she spots her fellow witch with her fresh pastel pink dye job and she can’t help but beam. Her wedged heels clack against the stone street and Winter can’t help but smile as she catches up to Kasey. “I’m on my break, do you want to get a drink? Styx does a really good Bellini. Real peach juice, it’s great.” @kaseywsinclair​

[julesbaccay]

​“You’re hard to find if you’re not at the shop, you know that?” Because he has been looking for him just to see if what he saw at the shop was the norm. Risk assessment meant looking into things beyond face value and he’d sort of begrudgingly told himself he’d peek into Dante a bit more after he’d spoken with Kasey. Glass of overpriced wine in hand, he’s quick to saddle on up next to the artist the moment he spots him in the crowd. “I have what you asked for, by the way.” It’s too casual considering what it was. @dantexlykos​

[waeteeth-blog]

“So about this vampire of yours.” He breezes past any other patron around the booth for Styx and then around the employees themselves just to get to Kasandra. It’s strange to be talking about something serious as he is still partially covered in glitter thanks to Evie and his shirt is practically undone, but he’s had more serious conversations in less clothing. “We’re interested, though I cannae say I din want more details.” Asking to meet with the vampire in question felt like a lot, but that was something he could do himself. “I think we can agree it’s a delicate matter, wee bit of a tall favor.” Seriousness aside, Jamie isn’t beyond teasing just a little bit. “This ‘friend’ of yers know aboot all this or did ye tell him ye jus’ knew a guy?” @kasandrarosales​

[winterdupont]

“I told Zara.” About the scale, about the curse. And she’d been met with...It hadn’t been as bad as she’d been expecting, but Winter still looked sideways to Bas as they walked through the throng of people with her lips drawn into a thin line. She’s a bit more on her game seeing him this time, if Celeste Mercier had taught her anything, it was how to smile through the pain and appear pretty in the face of trouble. “Do you have experience breaking curses?” Her brows raise and she looks to him with a mixture of concern and curiosity. Bas is no slouch where magic is concerned, she knows that, but the task at hand seems...Daunting. @sebastienxmercier​

[rheadiamondis]

​After what she knew, she should have sensed his presence and sprinted to Atropos and yet…He was quite good at this. This being the archery contest, he was almost too good at such a thing. Medusa had watched with the crowd from the sidelines with awe that had settled into suspicion. So she waited for the crowd to clear, for him to approach one of the tents off to the side of the field. “That was some shooting back there.” It’s a genuine compliment, suspicious she might be, but he’s given her no reason to be rude. @parisxashar

[emoryhart]

“How are you even going to find her?” The Medusa thing, Emory is certain he looks ridiculous in a crop top and glitter accessorizing with a frown, but at least he’d fought Mateo on the shorts. Arms crossed over his chest, he looks to Micah from where he’s leaning against the brick wall of the outside of the Embassy. He still couldn’t quite wrap his head around it, and yet, after all the gorgon had done, he couldn’t say she didn’t deserve it. “Better yet, she’s got allies doesn’t she? How do you know someone won’t come after the two of you?” @micahxwright​