[OPEN LOG] Siren's Port Spring Aerial Races!

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Who: OPEN for race competitors & spectators!
When: Sunday, April 15th, all day
Where: Sector 5 Fairgrounds, In the Air, or anywhere around the city you'd like to watch!
Summary: A flying race! Ready your wings, and on your mark, get set...
Warnings: Foul Play? Foul Language? Please note in subject lines!


Schedule of Events:
Fairgrounds Open 8:30 am
Opening Ceremonies 9 am
- Race 1 9:30am - Winged (A majestic and soaring traditional opener to a long day of races!)
- Race 2 11am- Non-Winged
- Race 3 12:30pm - Juniors (Under 17 competitors will fly in this heat. All kids who cross the finish will get a prize bag filled with giveaways from local sponsors.)
- Race 4 - 2:00pm- Flying Machines (Cyborgs sporting booster packs speed alongside a wild collection of build-your-own flying racers. All racers that cross the finish line in one piece will get photographed for the technology museum's archive.)
- Race 5 - 4:00pm Winged+ (Wings and special powers? Sure to be an interesting flight.)
- Race 6 - 5:30pm Non-Winged + (High Powered and exciting, but expected to be a quick race!)
Closing Ceremonies and Winners’ Circle. The fairgrounds stay open for celebrations till 7:30.

Comments

[ibreakrules]

"Kid... hey..."

Frau gently smoothed Kevin's hair, more of a reassuring and calming gesture than anything else. Something was seriously bothering Kevin.

"Easy. I'm not mad at you, alright?"

[southernreaper]

He shrank in on himself. Figuratively, at least. Today had been a bad day and coming out here had been a mistake. A bad mistake. He should've stayed home, no matter how horrible being inside had been.

"It's fine, Frau." But he still didn't want to be touched. "Jus' a bad day at work."

[ibreakrules]

Frau dropped his hand and watched Kevin for a moment, still very worried about the kid. He wasn't about to just leave him alone, or let the Kevin just walk away.

"Let's go grab something to drink and find somewhere quiet, okay?"

[southernreaper]

Kevin sighed. He was ruining Frau's fun of the races. The Debbie Downer that he was.

... What the hell? He rubbed a hand over his face. Obviously, his unfortunate day at work had scrambled his brains.

"Sure. Gotta get some water fer Mimsy, anyway."

Mimsy heard her name. HER NAME! She peered up at Daddy with the most adoring, dorky face ever.

[ibreakrules]

Frau glanced down at the dog and chuckled when he saw the look on her face. She really was a cute little thing.

"Come on then. You look like you could use a break too."

[southernreaper]

Mimsy's little tongue was flopped out of the side of her mouth. Her ears perked forward as the two Big People - Daddy and Daddy-Friend-Daddy - began moving. She scampered in between them, where she was supposed to be, obviously.

Kevin snorted at the obviousness of the statement. "Weren't gonna come, but needed t'walk Mimsy an' weren't payin' attention t'where she was headed." Because that's totally the only reason he was here. Had nothing to do with anything else.

[ibreakrules]

"She's knows what you need. That's good. Maybe I don't have to worry so much."

Not that he kept a incredibly close eye on Kevin all the time. While he checked in on him, it wasn't anywhere near what he usually did with Teito. Then again, Teito was a special case.

Frau led Kevin out of the large crowd and toward a small stand off to the side with a sit down area. It was relatively deserted, which Frau figured was good.

[southernreaper]

Kevin snorted. "She still hides under the couch if'n a stranger comes t'the door." He pointed out, dryly.

He settled onto a bench, and pulls a small collapsible dish out of his pocket. He poured her water and she dove right in, almost drowning herself.

Kevin rolled his eyes.

"I wouldn't say that she knows what I need. Jus' was followin' her."

[ibreakrules]

"Knows more than you give her credit for."

She'd brought Kevin to Frau after all. There was no doubt in Frau's mind that Kevin shouldn't be on his own right now either. He thrust a thumb over at the little stand.

"You want something?"

[southernreaper]

Kevin just snorted. Frau didn't live with Mimsy. Mimsy was adorable, gentle, and he was beginning to wonder if she was going to get any bigger. She was still too small.

"Jus' a soda?" He asked. "Clear one."

He didn't want a lot. He was actually afraid to put anything in his stomach. It'd probably just come right back up anyway.

[ibreakrules]

Frau nodded and headed off to order. He returned with a small soda for Kevin and a tea for himself. It hadn't taken long for him to realize that he missed tea even though the crap that was served here wasn't anywhere near Labrador's. Since he had no chance of getting that, he had to make do with what there was, bring his standards down a little bit.

"Here you go."

[southernreaper]

"Thanks." Mimsy was sitting on his shoes, watching all the people go by. He sipped the soda and the carbonation burned all the way down his throat.

Still, it was a burn that he welcomed. "Tea?" He asked, interested. "Figured you drank coffee."

[ibreakrules]

"Well, I drink that too. Have be doing it more since I'm here. No matter how many places I go to, I haven't found anywhere that even comes close to Lab's tea. Not that I figured I would."

Frau shrugged like it wasn't a big deal. The fact that he knew nothing could beat Lab's stuff helped him lower his standards a little bit.

[southernreaper]

Kevin smiled just a little bit, ignoring Mimsy who was eating his bootlace now. "Friend o' yers?"

Frau didn't talk much about his life back home. Of course, neither did Kevin. Made everything easier. Especially since Kevin doubted that either of them had much fun back at home.

[ibreakrules]

"Yeah, you could call him that. Lab's another bishop. He works with all of the gardens at the church and can work wonders with plants. Makes unbeatable tea, candy flowers, all sorts of things."

Of course Labrador's abilities didn't just lean toward the calm, passive ones. Tick Lab off and he was likely to sic one of his carnivorous ones on you.