make it happen -- Stellar Collision Festival

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

The Stellar Collision Festival. The event certainly sounded interesting and fun, especially to one such as Aurum, who desperately needed an escape from the sorrow he was feeling back at home. Tanglewood continued to chug along as always, but Aurum couldn't help the cloud of mourning that seemed to follow him wherever he went while he was there. He needed a distraction, and Elysium was thankfully interested in providing him with one. So, after saying goodbye to a few people and making sure his duties were wrapped up, Aurum had taken to the skies, making the somewhat long trip to Elysium's territory with the assistance of his wings. When he arrived, he was unsurprised to see the state the place was in, with the elegant set up of food and drink and everything else that would be needed for such an event. He found himself smiling, shooting that same grin to Rin to silently let her know that she had done a great job. Thankfully the event wasn't decorated in garish shades of pink and blue, so it didn't rouse any memories of his fallen party throwing comrade.

After addressing his attention to Rin, Aurum found himself glancing in the direction of the other Tanglewood scent that was present, pleased to see that Raymond had already arrived. Unfortunately, it seemed as though the other had made a misstep very early in his event enjoying experience. It was nothing fatal, but it certainly made Aurum chuckle, his chest vibrating with the deep laughter as he moved over to Raymond and bumped shoulders with him. He said softly, a playful grin playing on his muzzle, "Never had cider before there, Raymond? I'll admit the taste isn't for everyone, but it hardly seems like choking over." He then turned his attention to Caesar, head tilting to one side as he looked the unfamiliar feline over. He reminded him of... Vignere. They shared similar coloration, and it was throwing him off a bit that an Elysium scent clung to the other's pelt, rather than a Tanglewood one. Waving a paw to Caesar, Aurum said softly, "Hello there, I don't believe we've met. I'm Aurum, the proxy of Tanglewood. You are?"

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.