The Deck, Monday Afternoon.

[boneyard_girl]

It was raining. Glitter. It was raining glitter, and really, anyone who knew Ada at all should not be shocked that she'd dug through the dorm janitorial closets to come up with buckets and place them all out on the deck, letting them fill to the point of bursting with the stuff.

Ada herself was perched on the railing, catching glitter in her hands and laughing as she enjoyed this particular form of precipitation. At least Fandom was giving her fun weird-shit for once.

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[rebelseekspizza]

"You think we made it rain?" Dante asked, walking back in from townside.

Cleaning the glitter off his bike was just not happening at this rate.

[boneyard_girl]

"If'n we did, it's th' best super-power ever," Ada decided gleefully, taking her hands full of glitter and tossing it at him. "Ain't sure if'n it's edible, though."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante was already looking really sparkly. Dodging the glitter she was throwing at him as casually as he did was, ergo, completely gratuitous.

"You try tasting it?" he said. "Or you just filling up all your pockets?"

[boneyard_girl]

Ada grinned. "Haven't tried it yet, 'stead I went an' got bigger pockets," she said proudly, pointing at the buckets she'd set out around the deck.

[vrajna_kralis]

"Is this a usual occurrence?" Hyacinthe asked from where he was also perched on the railing, enjoying the view of some very pretty people on the deck. "Is this more of the 'crack' you spoke of?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"If you mean the island's doing crack again, yep," Dante said.

He ran a hand through the red half of hair in some futile attempt to rid it of glitter. "Should be over by tomorrow. Guess Ada had a wish come true."

[vrajna_kralis]

Hyacinthe was admiring Dante's hair openly. They had dyes for hair back home, of course, but nothing that could rival this in color or intensity. "Only one?" he asked, then tsked. "The island should work harder granting her wishes. Your hair looks like fire, with the light reflecting off the glitter."

He approved.

[good_for_six]

"Well, aren't you a sight?" Class had left Isabela in a mood today, thank Andraste's flaming knickers she was done with that, so this was a very pleasant distraction.

[boneyard_girl]

"Done with class f'r th' day, so 'm gonna play," Ada giggled, hopping off the deck railing to twirl under the glitter storm. "Come dance with me, 'Bela!"

[good_for_six]

"How could I refuse an offer like that?" Isabela asked, hoisting herself over the rail to join Ada.

[boneyard_girl]

"If'n you tried, I'd just pout 'til you said yes," Ada admitted, totally unrepentant about her willingness to use Big Mermaid Eyes on Isabela to get what she wanted.

[vrajna_kralis]

"One can--and ought!--say the same to you," Hyacinthe said, openly admiring the way the glitter caught and reflected on her cleavage. "You're looking magnificent, my lady."

[good_for_six]

Since Isabela had very little shame, she leaned forwards against the rail. "Someone's charming today," she said, grinning.

[vrajna_kralis]

"Someone is charming everyday," Hyacinthe corrected with a grin. "You just don't see me most days."

He gave her another long look.

"More's the pity, at least for me."

[crimson_sister]

Lucille kept brushing glitter off her dress with little success, and didn't notice Ada until she heard her laughing. Then she stopped, momentarily forgetting to keep her dress glitter free. The glitter, the laughing and Ada sitting on the railing just made something tense inside her, and she didn't realize that she was staring.

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[boneyard_girl]

Ada was, admittedly, rather oblivious to most things going on around her except for the sparkles raining down from the sky. It took her a few moments to realize Lucille was there, but when she did, she waved and gave the other girl a bright smile.

"Lucille! Come out an' play with me!"

[crimson_sister]

Lucille approached her, now letting the glitter gather on her dress and in her hair. "Play?" she asked.

[boneyard_girl]

"Play!" Ada laughed, holding out her hands palms-up to let glitter gather there, then toss a handful at Lucille. "It's so pretty!"

[vrajna_kralis]

Ah, someone new and also very pretty. And someone dressed a little closer to what Hyacinthe thought of as 'normal'. Not that he wasn't deeply appreciative of the clothing so many of the ladies (and no few of the lads) were sporting here. It made for excellent views.

"I believe 'tis a lost cause, my lady," he said cheerfully. "My experience with this is that it lingers. Besides, it looks most becoming in your hair, like a net of stars."

[crimson_sister]

Lucille looked up and blinked in surprise at the boy. She didn't know him, so she assumed he must be new, and he knew how to give compliments. At least the glitter had the advantage of hiding a slight blush, or so she hoped.

"Then we will soon all be like constellations," she replied, smiling. "I am Lucille Sharpe. I don't believe we have met."

[vrajna_kralis]

"We have not, for I would have remembered," Hyacinthe said, sliding off his perch on the railing to give Lucille a florid bow. His clothing was bright and colorful, though rough, and his hands were marked by years of labor, but his manners were the rival of any of Elua's scions--though tended towards flirtation and showmanship. He was the Prince of Travellers, after all, and had a reputation to uphold.

"Hyacinthe, Anastaizia's son," he said, reaching for her hand to press a kiss to the back of it, did she let him. "Recently of Night's Doorstep in the City of Elua, newly come to the island under the patronage of Messire Anafiel Delaunay."

[vrajna_kralis]

"So, rinkeni, when were you planning on letting me know you could control the weather?" Hyacinthe teased, stepping out onto the deck. Glitter was already caught in his hair and on all of his clothing, though he didn't seem to mind. "And what must I do to convince you to have it rain good wine next time?"

[boneyard_girl]

"If'n I knew how t' make it rain wine or glitter, I'd do it all th' time," Ada said, shaking her head and sending up a cloud of glitter from her hair. "I like this much better than snow."

[vrajna_kralis]

"Perhaps there's sommat here like the Master of the Straits back home," he suggested, ignoring the odd twinge he got when he said the name. It didn't feel like the dromonde, so he dismissed it as unimportant. "But clearly far more fun."

[boneyard_girl]

"'S rained sweets b'fore, too," Ada informed him. "I liked that one lots, but y'had to have an umbrella sos it didn't bonk you on th' head."