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[Open Log] Christmas Festival! (..Again)
((OOC: Okay guys... apparently scribbld suspended the mod journals and community journals for the City, Didgey and I think it’s because of some sort of auto-security feature since they were dormant for so long because it happened right after Didgey logged into the mod journal for the first time in awhile, so we contacted the Scribbld mods but since it’s a fucking old journal who knows how long it will take for them to get back to us so I’m just gonna move the Christmas Fest thing to my own journal for now until we get it resolved or move to a new journal system ... idk right now)).



Every year, once a year around Christmastime, the City hosted its annual Christmas Festival. It was mostly an excuse for the government to attempt to better its image with the dark-hairs by fully funding a dinner for all citizens to attend and enjoy -- from the richest blonde to the poorest dirt-hair -- and a Christmas tree lighting ceremony, among smaller things like gaming booths and vendor stalls for those searching for Christmas gifts. Of course, the latter was mostly aimed towards the blondes, since dark-hairs hardly ever had the means for a real Christmas or trading gifts, but free food definitely brought the dark-hairs out in droves, and Sasuke wasn't one to miss out on a hot meal.

He hated winter, and although it had been mild for the past month, the cold was finally showing itself with its usual ferocity. Bundled up in his thickest coat (moth-eaten as it was), black jeans and boots he normally reserved for his escort encounters, he also had a knitted blue scarf, gloves, and a knitted black hat. Underneath all of that were as many layers of t-shirts and sweaters as he could stand. He was unsurprised that the snow had erupted all at once, and although it wasn't snowing today, there was already a semi-thick blanket on the ground that had been lying around for some time now.

His heavy boots crunched through the snow as he made his way to Second District, which was always used for festivities, the few and far between that hosted all citizens. The sun was out, but it seemed weak today, and everything was coated in a misty haze that spoke of winter, making him scrunch up further into his coat, hoping to make it in time to get the food while it was hot. It was always a crowd during the Christmas Festival, since it was the only time of year many of the dark-hairs got to savor fresh food -- food that many of them never saw on their own plates at home.

Trickling in behind a group of scraggly dirt-hairs, Sasuke looked around for the ticket booth, trotting over to show his ID to be marked and grab his ticket to get in line for the buffet. Free or not, everyone only got one meal, and there was no seconds allowed.