If You're Happy And You Know It... (Lyza/Elyss)

Hmm… Well then, what shall this redhead get into now. Her stomach is pretty much full thanks to a certain pink haired lad who she shared quite the time with during these festivities. But now? She’s on her own again. Damn. Can’t believe she shared such sensitive information with the dude. He better not go out there and end up losing his head to something stupid. Though, with her parting words, she pretty much promised she’d not end up dead either. Man. Guess that means she’s going to have to win every fight she gets into from now on, but focusing her thoughts on something like that is too much of a bother right now. Just like she told Saisei, it’s a festival. It’s best to leave such troubling things for the people who can actually make a change and enjoy oneself. Of course, enjoying the festivities doesn’t mean you have to let your guard down. Just, don’t shy away from anything that’s interesting.

Speaking of interesting, black eyes turn before focusing on a sudden ruckus being stirred up over at some booth. Taking steps closer, the redhead notices that some young kids are getting fired up over some aiming game, reminds her of the one that Saisei won; the stuffed rabbit thrown over her shoulders a prize from said moment. Hmm. She didn’t partake in the game, and seeing Saisei win with ease has her wondering if she could do the same. Probably not considering Saisei is a part of an Organization that’s famous for archery but one will never know unless they try. This game may prove a bit harder however. This one is about knocking over all the stacked pins that form a pyramid rather than shooting some moving targets. She’ll have to throw perfectly to make everything fall over. Thankfully, the kids are taking their leave, be it that they’ve run out of money or are too salty to continue. Eh, whatever.

“I’ll take a go.” She’d speak up before anyone else and moves to grab a small baseball as she sets down her rabbit and hands over some money. Soon, however, Elyss finds herself a bit angry. She’s had 5 throws already. None have won her this stupid game. She’s been able to knock over most of the pins but the bottom row always has one of two up despite her best efforts. She has half the mind to put some energy into her throw and blow this stupid stand away, but that’d be extremely badmannered and disruptive. Maybe she should just move on, but the stupid grin on the owner’s face makes her want to continue.

“Another… I’ll win at this stupid game, dammit.”