Noah watched the musical duo as they entered an instrumental portion of their act, the guitarist picking notes as naturally as easily as someone else might walk down the street. Noah, a decent guitarist himself, watched with interest. It was only when he felt a shift in the surroundings that he looked up to find Lydia Fatebane coming towards him.
"The hell is that smug look on your face for?" She asked, her own face almost revealing its own smile. Noah shrugged, letting his face settle down into a more neutral appearance.
"I liked the music." He added, although that was all he felt he needed to explain. Noah wasn't much for talking and thankfully he felt that he didn't have to explain himself fully to Lydia. The other demon was much easier to get along with than many of the town's other residents. Lydia turned and joined him, her eyes glancing at the group in front of the two demons. "I have no idea why everyone in this town is dancing and selling things and being happy all of a sudden, but whatever the reason, it's making me nervous." She said, obviously the summer festival was not for her. Noah, once again, shrugged in response. He didn't know either why the festival caused such high spirits. Sure, the music was nice, but there were too many people around for Noah to be completely at ease. You would never see him dancing in the middle of the crowd or grinning with delight at some item being sold.
"Perhaps they just like the excuse to let loose?" He suggested. Noah himself had always avoided the festival in the past, or when he had been forced to attend he had always made sure to avoid the most popular streets. Now his ears could pick up the distant beats of club music and he was sure that if he rounded the corner in search of it, he would find groups of revellers dancing to the loud music. That people liked that kind of music and actually danced to it, in public was something that left Noah confused. "Or perhaps they just like to make a show of themselves." Noah added, picturing the mass of people who would be dancing to the club music.
"But what brings you out tonight?" Noah asked, turning his eyes towards Lydia. If it was rare to find Noah at the festival it would be even rarer to find Lydia. Together they must make quite a sight, after all neither demon is particularly sociable or known for their love of large crowds and people. The Summer Festival seems like the last place to find them, yet for some reason Noah was still there. Although once this band ended their set he doubted how long he would stay. Large crowds made him uncomfortable and the Summer Solstice Festival always guaranteed the largest.
While Noah was contemplating his dislike of large crowds and dancing enthusiasts, Skye was thriving off it. Technically she was meant to be searching for Mel, and any other friend that she might come across, but the Spring Faerie was finding it hard to stay focused on any one particular thing. With her soft toy bear, the prize from one of the stall games, she had set off through the crowds to find Mel. It had only taken five minutes before her eyes caught sight of some distraction or another which inevitably delayed her from her search. She had yet to actually make it out of the Witches' lane, all their goods were too interesting to bypass without a quick look. She passed the stall run by Jem's family, but on not seeing her friend there she didn't dally, although her eyes did catch on a number of items for sale. Thankfully the buzzing of her phone saved her from completely losing track of time and from spending all her money.
To: Skye
From: Mel
Maybe near the Ferris wheel. Stay tuned.
From: Mel
Maybe near the Ferris wheel. Stay tuned.
Turning on her heel she headed back the way she had come, towards the Ferris wheel. This was a dangerous route to come, back through all the tempting goodies that were on offer. Luckily she was able to show a bit more restraint since she had already inspected most of the items. However this route also took her back passed the games where she saw one of her friends struggling to conquer a bottle throwing game. Or rather she heard Jae angrily shouting at the stall operator before she saw him. It wasn't the same game that Skye had recently so successfully beaten, but it was similar. Skye could understand Jae's irritation. Skye paused and quickly sent Mel a reply message:
To: Mel
From: Skye
Keep me posted. I'm just helping a mutual friend beat the 'man'.
From: Skye
Keep me posted. I'm just helping a mutual friend beat the 'man'.
It was just like Skye to send a vague message like that. She could and was direct fairly often, but she also liked to play with words. It came from being a faerie, she couldn't tell lies so she liked to play with truths. Putting her phone away she skipped up beside Jae.
"Give it another go." Skye said, flashing Jae a friendly smile and giving her a wink when the man wasn't looking, "I'm sure this time you'll win a prize.' Skye patted the head of her own toy bear prize, everyone deserved to win a soft toy in a festival game at least once in their lives. Skye grinned, and if she had to help Jae do that by creating an illusion of the milk bottles disappearing, well she was more than happy too. That was the curious thing about Skye, she wasn't against breaking the rules or tricking others, but she absolutely detested liars. Many people would consider a lot of Skye's actions as similar to lying, after all she was known to deceive people by omitting truths and using illusions to confuse them. But Skye didn't see it in the same light. As long as she didn't outright lie to people she could live with herself, and quite happily.