Sacramento Fall Festival!

[Seraphina]

The evenings had become chillier, crisper as Fall set in. Which meant it was getting closer to Halloween! But tonight, was dedicated to various vendors, some local, some just street vendors, offering numerous fall themed and regular food. The mixture of the numerous smells, cinnamon, vanilla, apple cider, all combined to form an exceptionally pleasing smell.

A beer tent was strung with lights and offered beer and cider from local companies! For a little extra money, you could even get a yard in a collector’s container.

The path way to the festive area was line with many pumpkins, carved by locals and children. Each aglow with a battery-operated tea light. Trees had been wrapped with orange lights, and a few pumpkins were hanging from the branches! Umber, red and orange leaves crunch beneath feet on the walkway.

There was a little bit of something for everyone. A few tables setup for carving your own pumpkin, face painting for kids or adults, and various Halloween themed games.

Costumes were not a requirement, but no one was going to get mad if you decided to wear one! And while it was early evening, everyone is invited, even animals!

[Seraphina]

It was Autumn, which meant it was time for Halloween! One of her favorite holidays because she loved to dress up in costumes! It was so much fun to change who you were for a night.

But tonight, wasn’t exactly Halloween, the actual day was a week or two away. So to tide her over until the official Halloween, she found a Fall Festival in the city! Excitedly, she had called Sonnie Wu to tell her and see if she wanted to join her. Sir Fugly was, of course, invited as well. Turned out this festival not only welcomed pets, but said costumes were ok to wear!

Two different nights to wear a costume?! The Nix was bouncing with excitement and happiness. Various costumes were pulled out and tried on, numerous were tossed aside. All the while Rhodes watched with amusement from his study. The problem was she had too many that she had been working on here and there.

Then finally, she settled on one. It was very different from what she usually wore, transforming her into someone new. The makeup was simple enough, but the hair took a bit to get just right.

And finally, it all came together. A steampunk apocalyptic bombshell! Everything was a perfect fit, showing off a tiny waist and very toned midriff and the eye makeup served to make her sapphires pop.

Practically dancing into the study, she shows off the look and gives her husband a kiss. Letting him know where the festival was in case, he decided to get out.

Once she gets there, she hangs out near the entrance checking out the pumpkins, waiting for Sonnie. Deciding more should join them, she sends a text to Circe and Talia .

[Talia]

It wasn't long until Talia turned up, sadly she had not had time to throw an outfit together. Her Halloween one was almost complete... almost but it was not 100% just yet and that would need to be revealed on Halloween itself. All she needed to do was find an event to attend. Talia approached Seraphina and clapped her hands in excitement at her costume. "Oh my god... I love steampunk!" she took a long hard look at the Spring Queen "That outfit is amazing. It must have taken you forever to make"

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie Wu arrived... dressed in blue jeans and a black hoodie with a jack o' lantern on the front. Seems costumes were not on the menu for her today, but she still gave a nod to the holiday.

With her, as Seraphina had expected, was the amazing Sir Fugly, Defender of Damsels in Distress, Barker at Foul Clowns, and Destroyer of Bacon Treats. As his name suggested, this dog was... not conventionally good looking. He was so mongrelized that one couldn't definitively identify a single breed in him, and his proportions seemed out of balance. However, he was clearly a happy and loved pooch.

The Beast let her pet off the leash when she spotted the others. Fugly raced towards his Auntie Sera, tail whipping back and forth in sheer excitement!

"Howdy, mi amigos!" the Steepscrambler said as she followed after her dog.

[Seraphina]

At the clap of excitement, the Nix did a little spin, “Thank you!” she was quite proud of it herself.

“Surprisingly, not that long. There are a ton of websites dedicated to the look!” like, an absorbed amount. “The problem was finding what fit my vision and putting them together.” And the hair, the hair had been a nightmare.

“How’ve you been? Great you could come out!” she wasn’t sure what the Summer went by outside the Freehold.

Spotting Sonnie, thanks to an excited Fugly, Sera was a bit disappointed Sonnie didn’t dress up. But maybe she was saving her costume for Halloween Night.

Kneeling down, she makes sure Fugly gets all the belly rubs and attention.

Looking up to the Beast, “Hey girl!” still a bit saddened by the lack of costume, but she’d get over it. “The smells of the food is making my mouth water! Thought we’d get a bite and maybe a drink? Unless something else sounds good first?”

[Circe]

Summer Mantle had its bonus for fighting off the cold. Though the skin suit of Circe's costume helped with that too, being solid. And now with the addition of running lights, to affect a science fiction vibe to her attire. That they drew attention to the tight curves of the suit was a bonus. The lights on the chest were a bit of a tease, given the solid material covering said chest even if the cut was feminine it wasn't form fitting.


Circe's hair was done up in a ponytail for convenience, as the technological goggles on her head were troublesome without that style. She'd a balacava of the same material, just in case, but wasn't wearing it now. That was why she had pouches strapped to both legs and a fanny pack. And a rifle on her shoulder that was, probably, not real. Strange laser pointer thing, a scope with shiny parts, a bipod that is fused to the probably plastic chassis under the barrel, and a bulky butt stock? Yes, it was probably fake.


Circe struts in though does pause. Not because only Seraphina is in an opposing genre costume, and is the only one dressed up, but also due to the setup. It was nicely done. Circe whistles her approval, shifting the plastic gun on her shoulder. "Niiice digs Sarah," she loudly declares her approval and walks to the group. Some squeaking is coming from the movements of her suit, "Though I think there is a LOT of variance in costumes tonight. Wasn't not required nor need functionality?"

Circe fidgets with the goggles. She could have saved a few hundred getting one that didn't have night vision, but no she went and bought what she saw.

Equipment

Skin Suit with LED Tron lines, half chest plate, shin guards, vambraces, fanny pack, 2 thigh packs, toy night vision goggles (functional but very disorienting to use when walking), combat boots. Wrist watch, smart phone. Hedgespun Multitool, lighter, wallet, 3 glowsticks in a fanny pack. Colt 45 with 3 mags and 20 rounds plus a holster. Knife plus a shin sheath. Sci-fi looking rifle.

[Connor OBrien]

The Haunt, dressed in a black vest and tie combo with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up, arrived alone. While this wasn't normally his scene, it was also an opportunity to mingle with the community at large. He didn't want to be known as "Connor O'Brien; recluse with a creepy bar," after all. Before exiting his car, the haunt willed his blood to give his skin color and warmth. Looking in the rearview mirror, he watched as the light returned to his dark eyes. Finally happy with his appearance, Connor stepped out of the 1970 Dodge Challenger and made his way down the pumpkin lit walkway.

The festival was in full swing; people visiting the various vendors, adults with cups of beer or cider, children in costumes with painted face. He'd be the first to admit that mortals made him nervous; he'd detached from them some time ago and found them difficult to converse with anymore. Still, it was worth a try. The man took deliberate steps toward the beer tent, watching from the corner of his eye as those he passed shuddered and looked over their shoulders; his cursed aura just barely bringing their fight or flight response to the surface. At least it meant that people gave him a wide berth through the crowd.

Finally, beer in hand, he let his eyes roam across the festival grounds. Was that? No, it couldn't be? His feet seemed to move before he had finished his thought, guiding him toward who he thought was the only person he recognized in the crowd. Stopping just short of the gathered women, he already felt awkward interrupting their conversation.

"Mary, right?" He said to the woman in the futuristic costume. "Good to see you here as well, we haven't had a chance to chat since the club." The night at Nexus felt so distant. "I wanted to stop and chat when you came to the bar, but I had a hard time getting away from a few interesting fellows."

[Jennifer Hazelton]

A woman standing at 5'7" paused to look over the hand carved pumpkins. She admired the creative designs for a moment. Then she walked slowly down the path, her eyes taking in the decor. She discreetly scopes out the area ahead, while pausing and looking engrossed at the path. Such striking women, she reflected. And her cousin.
As she approaches, she gives a nod to all present.

Jennifer had taken time to style her hair into a large braid that was styled into a chignon at her neck. She wore a gold base with colorful pattern ballgown that seemed to fit the theme of fall. It was much more colorful than her normal style, yet she wasn't bound to Florentine code. A flesh colored scarf was adhered over one side of her neck. Over this, matching gold silk was artfully draped and pinned in place to a linen underscarf, ensuring the scarf wasn't going anywhere. Come wind or mischief, her golden scarf was flawless and in place. Her skin was touched with a healthy glow of Blush.

[Connor OBrien]

book keeping

[Talia]

Talia greeted Sir Fugly before Sonnie Wu, no offence to Sonnie Wu but dogs were higher in the pecking order. She looked up at Seraphina "I have been good, thanks for asking. How about you?" She looked at Sonnie and Circe "How have you both been?" her attention turned back to Sir Fugly "And how have you been...yes... who's a good boy.... you are."