A light breeze blows through the trees, carrying the scent of newly blossomed flowers upon the wind. Fresh, green leaves adorn the branches, the color of hope as spring spreads across the city. Pathways of white pebbles wend their way between trunks and among roots, gently guiding pedestrians along as they stroll, many enjoying a relaxing lunch among nature while others jog, trying to fit in a bit of exercise in their hectic schedules.

Flowers bloom in well-tended beds, the colors bright and lively in the sunlight. Each one is carefully labeled with its common name as well as genus and species. Pixies in overalls flit between the blossoms, carefully checking soil moisture and plant growth, while occasionally casting a baleful eye at children left unattended. There is nothing on this earth that is quite so destructive as a toddler left to their own devices!

In the center of the park is a large, open area with plenty of space for frisbee or tag and that normally has a few picnic tables. However, those have been put away in favor of pastel, cloth tents and sprawling, wooden tables. Large poles are strung with impossibly thin wires that are adorned with paper lanterns in the shape of the moon. A few fae move about, carrying boxes or hanging more decorations as they prepare for the festival which is set to begin tomorrow evening.
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Dalion quickly dusts his pants and jacket before entering the park, he believes everything will be fine as long as nobody looks at him too closely or gets close enough to sense the smell. He's wearing his cleanest clothes, a dark brown jacket with slightly darker pants, under de jacket a dark blue button shirt. He washed himself the best he could in the train station's bathroom and combed his hair and beard. After looking himself at the mirror for the last time he thinks he probably can pass as some very bohemian individual.

Enjoying the festival's arrangement he walks around, the park feels really cheery with so many people, illuminated stands, beautiful light arrangement that looks like flying flower and children playing around. Dalion finally locates his area of interest, the food stands, he keeps an eye on the people eating and the security staff at the same time, he wouldn't like to be "kindly" escorted out on the first day of the festival so he tries to stay in places where he doesn't draw too much attention towards himself. He just needs to wait for an opportunity to discreetly take some food from a stand or an attendee but being hungry never helped anyone to be more patient.

Sienna had dressed for the festival in a skirt and small top. She was all made up for the events tonight, her outfit had been crowd chosen. She was supposed to be putting together a video about the festival.

To that end she started with the garden, the pixies, and she had her camera out watching them go about their work. "Let's go see how the pixies are doing with their work."

As she approached, she got down lower and focused on a few of the workers. "Hi there, do you mind if I record you? And, if you really don't mind, I'd love an interview." She smiled brightly at the small creatures.

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One of the pixies perked up, a young male with iridescent, blue wings and a shock of bright, red hair poking out from under his tiny cap. He flitted closer to Sienna and grinned up at her, "Why sure! I'd love to show you around, if you like, and maybe tell you about some of our flowers."

Another pixie zipped over, as well, to hover near the first. She placed tiny fists on her hips and gave the first pixie a stern glare, "For goodness sakes, Q, we don't have time for this kind of nonsense. There's too much that needs to be done before..." She pauses, her attention caught by something happening behind Sienna. Her indigo eyes widen and her wings rattle in alarm, "Hey! Hey, you! Get your kid out of those beds NOW or, I swear to god, I'll fly so far up your ass...."

In a flurry of dust, she abandons Q and Sienna for a much more imminent threat to her botanical livelihood.
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