Closing this up guys! Thanks for RPing! Slight PP of some people leaving with their permission. Assuming everyone leaves before Prip! XD
Pripyat watched as their other Ryu burst in, flinging masks here and there. Pripyat needed no mask, the scar he had burned into his own face served as mask enough, although a permanent one. Yet as the others began to dance rhythmically around the great fire, Pripyat stayed seated. Merely he picked up a large, thick branch and began to beat it upon the stone he was seated upon. The primitive drum served its purpose and Pripyat Soul was glad as the drunken dancers seemed to fall into step with the beat they heard mostly in their heads. As their feet picked up, so did he drumming and he wasn't sure if they danced to his music or if his music followed their dance. Ultimately it mattered little which came first, so long as they both existed.
When the dancing died out Pripyat knew the night was nearly over. It was growing late and in time dawn would break over their field. Before the soft light of day uncovered the debauchery of the night they began to depart, alone or in pairs. X'yrin was the first to go, with others filing out after her. Eventually Jace heaved her round body to her feet and with Temo, the soon to be mother took her leave. Soon it was only him and the leaders and soon enough they too left together, as a pair, giggling like children or lovers as seemed their way when the two of them were together. Ocean eyes watched as the cheerful man and the fairy woman continued a slight dance, arm in arm until they too were out of sight.
Then it was just he. Night still had hold of the land but Pripyat added no more wood to the great fire. He could time it perfectly and the man sat back to watch the wood burn away. In the morning there would only be ash and a circle of stones. Those who had come to the festival would be reminded of their actions and smile sheepishly or with secret glee, those who had not could only imagine what had transpired, but Pripyat was glad when, like all things eventually, the great Samhain fire burnt it's self out and ceased to be anything at all.
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