House of Cards RP

It'd begun simply as two old men meeting in the street after market down in Town. One thing had led to another, and just after sundown, a large group had gathered around a seemingly magical fire and instruments had found their way into talented hands and piece after piece after piece floated out over the evening.

The Joker, of course, was in the midst of it all, dancing merrily around the fire, twirling and swirling as the music dictated. She laughed, clapped her hands, pulled others from their seats to join her, even as her large equine shadow nickered, tossed his heavy head and cavorted just beyond the fire's light, dancing himself.

Some had brought food, others had brought drink, all had brought a sense of fellowship and good cheer, content to raise their glasses and voices in both toast and song, as if defying the hardships of yesterdays. Passersby were hailed, invited to share in the merriment, a few even hurried to the Castles to ensure all knew of the revelry taking place out under the starlit sky.



[ooc: come one, come all, come sit by the fire, have a drink, or dance with Juliette (she won't mind :>) feel free to start threads of your own, 'tis a party for anyone and everyone. Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow brings uncertainty, but tonight we rejoice in our blessings!]

Living in Heart Castle isn't half so stressful as he expected it to be, despite the Horde being in such close quarters altogether. Possibly it's the newness of the rooms, or possibly it's the sense of security imparted by the stone and the huge numbers of other people around.

Or the lack of tremors in the last few weeks. Maybe it's that.

Either way, he's making his way into Town, finally not for escorting his nieces and nephews to or from school, or to or from the tent set up by the tower. No, it's just to get his head on straight. Sit a while and not have to be working or seeing to one child or another.

...he might be slumping over his coffee instead of actually sitting upright. Whatever.