#c.event04

[containatrocity]

"If I pretend they threw the festival for me, this is the first birthday party I've ever had where everybody maybe kinda liked me and wasn't around because I like... Have a pool and illicit substances." He admits with a chuckle, that builds into a laugh as Sissy shoves him. "Okay, okay, I'm going, Hot cocoa, slice of pie, pickled something, I got the checklist." He sets a kiss on her forehead. "Love you. Back soon." And then he's off, the trail of his leather coat dragging the ground slightly, smudged visage of The Crow painted over his features already a little messed from his bandmates insisting on touching his face and time spent simply idling with Sissy around the stalls.

It's snacks he's been sent to retrieve when he stumbles into somebody else. "Shit, bro I'm sor-" He realizes, after a moment, that 'Bro' was an apt descriptor, because for all his concerted effort to avoid him- he'd smacked headlong into... Felix. "Oh. Hey, Felix uh." He sighs. "Yep, just as awkward as I was expecting it to be- uh, hey, if you're gonna like... tell me to fuck myself and die or something like most everybody back home wants to can we go somewhere away from people? I'm trying really, really hard to not cause any more scenes ever again if I can help it."

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"We're trying to distract him long enough for Wren to get away, not make poor Robin spend the rest of the night in the diner while his dad tries to maintain a high score he's had since before I was born." Cyan laughs. "And I don't know, Josie went full rage-mode on that fancy prick from the antique store, G got between 'em, and dude was a huge like, ableist and really sexist afterward? Started callin' G names and being like, real hostile with Josie. I stepped in because Gabe's not exactly 'conflict capable' because he gets nervous when a girl acknowledges he's like, within 30 square feet of them, and then he started getting aggro on me- I just wanted to make sure G wasn't about to get waylaid in the middle of town and now I'm a problem too? Anyway, dude looked pissed G got between him and Jo, so I'm making sure he doesn't like, I dunno, get buried alive again. Pretty sure another trip underground isn't the cure for what's up with him."

"It's... A trickster back home. It's where I got my nickname when I was big in the hacking scene, Guess I just never shook the interest you know? They're not exactly helpful, but then neither was I for a long time." he laughs, shaking his head as Mo sprays around a shot's worth of liquor into his punch, lifting it to his lips and taking a swallow. "Well, thanks for not giving me the jungle juice, if anything. And eh, I just-" He takes another sip. "Seeing the way Wren's view of her dad is kinda. Based around how sick he is at any given time, and Val and her uncle... I just. I'm already uphill battling a lot of stuff with addiction, safer to cut back hard than to end up the drunk dad." He downs the last of his cup though. "But this many people is really stressing my ass out, and I think I'll get back to pursuing sobriety... when it's over.- hit me again, will ya?" He hums. "How you holding up, Mo? Saw the gossip column stuck their nose in you and Val's business recently. Haven't approached the subject with Val- figure the last thing she wants is to talk about being forced into Huntsville's Bachelorette with Accident Baby Guy."

"Oh yeah, Z and my nephew mentioned it. Honestly just tell him his high score got beat at the diner. Hell probably go on a full on rant," Mo mused out loud "But yeah I'm on look out too if I see em both I'll holler something or other." Cocking his head to the side he slowly blinked, "Who the would want to kill G? Dude just vibes all the time looking just happy to be here." He shook his head wondering if he needed to also keep an eye out for G to back him up just in case.

Running a hand through his hair he shrugged feeling more embarrassed than he'd expected to be. "We got something in Mexico like that too, it's called a Cadejo. Some of them allegedly guide drunk people home, that's my kind of spirit." He's about to answer the booze question before pausing and taking a shot with the water gun. "Taste like moonshine so..." trailing off he fired a good shot into his punch cup, "Honestly this thing ends up pretty much as jungle juice by the end so lucky you it's still early." Taking another shot he looks at him curiously, "Cutting back for the lil kiddo? Figured you're least allowed a drink at a festival."

[containatrocity]

"We're uh, doing alright for now- Sissy's been here her whole life, so she's got a really solid support system, you know?" Cyan admits. "I'm sure that'll change once the baby's here- she's due in like, January, and all the parenting books I've been reading say it's an all hands on deck situation normally, much less with the uh. Higher likelihood they'll be autistic like me. Might need you to tag in." It's joking, but it's clear the offer of help means a lot more to Cyan than he's willing to be particularly forthcoming about.

He's distracted only momentarily, buying one of the things Sissy had sent him off to bring back as Felix admits it's been an adjustment period, but that they're doing alright. "Hey now, don't discount the best friend thing- my best friend Val's a trip and a half, I've never been the fun hot side character in a romance novel before." He pays, then frowns a little, as Felix continues. "Oh right that uh, Saffron, right? I kinda, remember mom mentioning it, when I saw her last. I take it that didn't go... well, if you're both here."

If Felix hadn't been expecting to find his half brother there he definitely hasn't been expecting the news that he was going to be an uncle...half uncle? Was that even a thing? "Do you need any help or anything?" He asked, not knowing what the whole situation was and how much support the two had.

The conversation switched over to him and he nodded "yeah, it's different but I think I've been doing okay. I have a job at the library and I think I might actually have a best friend for the first time ever. My fiancee is here too, but things didn't go well when she found out I was here"

[containatrocity]

"Oh um. I cut it all off. well. My girlfriend cut it all off." He admits. "I um, I got really bad. After a friend of mine-" He swallows slightly- his hand finds the flash drive around his neck- a digital memorial to someone he cared for. "Um. It wasn't salvageable. So I uh. Have short hair now. Weird, right?" He sighs, as Felix admits they'd assumed he wouldn't want to speak to them. "I mean, I don't... blame you for the assumption but- When have we ever done the right thing and just talked, yanno?" He sighs. "But. It is good to see you, you know? I'm uh, sorry. I didn't try and say anything sooner. I kinda, keep an ear to the ground around here so I knew you were in town but I uh. Wasn't sure I could handle being told to go fuck myself and trying to figure out how to be an 'outdoorsman' at the same time." He takes a moment, to take in the hustle of the town around him, before the reason he's even here at all slaps back into his mind.

"Oh- Fuck- listen, dude, I'm like, totally down to keep talking, but do you mind walking with me while we catch up? I'm gonna be in the doghouse if I don't get back to my girlfriend with the snacks she wanted, eating for two, and all that." He does not seem to register the fact that that is a lot more news for Felix than it is for him.

Felix let out an oof as he was pulled into another hug after a moment, this happening before he even had a chance to respond to everything that Cy had just said. When they were let go again they finally had a chance to speak. "I didn't think you would want to talk to me" Felix admitted back to him. It seems they both had been wrong. They stared at him for a moment, head tilted to the side just slightly, before speaking once again, "what happened to your hair?"

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He's taken aback for a moment, stiff-armed and surprised- He's never been one to be particularly okay with touch in the first place- But it's momentary, and after a beat, tattooed arms shift, hugging Felix back, the taller's frame bent slightly, chin resting for a moment in his brother's hair. "It's good to see you." he admits. "Sucks, that it's here." He's used to upset- anger, when people see him- Silas Chiyoda didn't make many friends- Cyan had been doing a little better, all things considered. He breaks away, after a moment, pushing a hand through his hair- clipped short, likely a shock more than him being here.

"I uh. look, it's not gonna be any less awkward for me to do this any other time, so I'm... Sorry I'm like the worst big brother in the whole fucking world? I was mean to you for no reason, and treated you like a burden and that was fucked up. But um." He clears his throat. "I'm two years clean, just about, and I'm trying really hard to make good on all the awful shit I did before I got stuck here, so. I'm sorry." He pulls him into a hug again- Cyan definitely wasn't this strong before. "Dude it's so good to see you, I- I was worried you were gonna be pissed to be stuck here with me."

Felix stared at Cy for a moment and listened to him, sort of. He was too busy being in shock that here his older half-brother was standing in front of him after what felt like forever. Things between them hadn't been the best for a good part of their lives. It had been the reason Felix had eventually went to live with his father in New York and attended school on the east coast, and visited their mom in Los Angeles when for years it had been the opposite. Seeing him here, though, even if he still wasn't sure what the other thought about him it was like having some piece of home. As fucked as that home could be sometimes. "Shut up. Just shut up" Felix said, shaking his head as if clearing it, not having caught most of what Cy had just said

[containatrocity]

"I'm in active combat with my want to eat snacks, kiss my girlfriend, and have a couple drinks tonight and the awareness that this face paint is made out of like, plants and berries and shit, and therefore, very likely to wash off if I think too hard about soap and water." Cyan laughs. "I'm taking point for Wren right now- saw her old man just slightly too close to where she was hanging out, so I've gotta think of some kind of annoying question to ask him. And then I'm also not sure G's not gonna get murdered tonight? So I'm a very busy birthday boy." The joke doubles as confirmation, and as Mo hands the stuffed fox over, he smiles slightly. "Dude, you didn't have to get me anything- but, you are right." He holds it up slightly. "Kitsune. Same word for a little woodland critter- or a malevolent fox spirit. This is adorable, dude, thanks. I'll give it to the little Chiyoda once they're done baking, it'll look cute in my office until then."

He tucks the plush into the inner pocket of his coat a moment later, and once satisfied it's not going to go anywhere, he rolls his eyes playfully at Mo's water gun. "So what's the drink of choice tonight then? Mead? The classic moonshine?" His own drink is held loose in tattooed fingers. "I'm doing my best to sober up at least with the drinking. I forgot how fucking insufferable being sober was though so if that is moonshine- mind hitting my punch cup and pretending I never asked?"

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Mo did a double take when Cyan walked by cocking his head to the side as he gave the guy a brief once over. "Damn alright tech bro, wasn't sure you'd be able to keep the makeup on for this long but you're managing. Might end up looking like him towards the end of the movie by end of today though." He'd gone to a few movie days with Val, mostly to make sure she was ok, and one to watch had been the inspiration for Cyan's look.

"So it's your birthday right?" he asked shooting some booze into his mouth with his water gun. "You can call me lame but I did snag this for you, if you want it." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly after handing over the stuffed fox, "If a kit-su-ne ain't a fox though my bad, I might've been drunk when you told me about them and remembered wrong."