[se] True colours

If it hadn’t been for that one message he received he would not even have thought about going to the festival of colors. There was so much going on, so much in his head. This was no time for festivities. Which is why his initial response was ‘no’, only to change it to ‘yes’ right before he sent it.

For once he was wearing sunglasses. With everything going on at this festival, it felt better to protect his eyes by covering them. Míngzé couldn’t help but feel nervous for more than one reason.

Míngzé waited until he heard a familiar voice call his name. “Lamar, how have you been?” he greeted the man while a smile broke through the nerves. All of this felt so very normal. No artifacts, no Deities, no troubles. Just the two of them enjoying a day together.

In the background he could hear the festival. The chattering of people, music to create ambiance. It was what he focused on. He was here to enjoy himself and live his life away from everything else. Those thoughts he pushed to the back of his mind and all of his attention went to Lamar. “I thought about bringing an umbrella, but that would’ve been kinda stupid, wouldn’t it?” He smiled a bit awkwardly.

“Good too, busy, but that’s to be expected.” Not only because of his relatively new job, but everything else surrounding his life too. This was the first time in a long while he made some time for himself and he was sure to enjoy this day.

Míngzé hummed as Lamar told him about the flaw in his plan. “Which is why I decided against it.” Bringing an umbrella might only draw more attention to him, and place a target on his back. A soft chuckle sounded. “No, I think I’ll be fine. A warning every now and then will suffice. Be my eyes.” People might not immediately notice he was blind, not with everything going on. He could hardly blame any of them for anything. They were only simply enjoying the festival.

A very valid question was asked and Míngzé held out his hand a little. “It’s easiest for me if I hold your upper arm, right about the elbow ditch. All I’ll do is follow and use my cane to notice what's on the ground.” Without it this whole experience would be too much. “That is if you are fine with it,” Míngzé added quickly. He would not want to force the man to do anything he did not want to do.

Míngzé nodded in agreement. “Exactly.” He’d preferred not to get lost in a place like this, where he would never be able to find his way back. But with someone at his side he was sure it would not happen. He trusted Lamar enough for that, especially after Lamar had ensured he got home safely following their blind date. “Let’s go,” he said with a nod, waiting for Lamar to take the lead so he could follow. His heart was beating a little faster in his chest for what was to come. Uncertainties still had control over him and he could only hope things would go great.

The houndour that had been sniffing something came running towards them as soon as he noticed they were leaving. Míngzé hadn’t dared bring Jiu with them, afraid it would be too much for her given her past. Dai however was as carefree as they came. All he could hope was that the creature would keep following.

Around them the music got louder and the crowd thicker. Unconsciously he walked a little closer to the man next to him, trying to find a bit of safety among all of this. “Could you describe what you see?” he asked him, his tone a bit carefully. Míngzé was aware of his extra needs and did not want it to become too much as he still was unsure what Lamar thought of it all.

Something brushed against his skin, causing his nose to itch slightly. As they entered the grounds, someone immediately threw a cloud of dust at them. The yellow color from one side and light blue for the other stuck to his black attire immediately. Míngzé turned his shoulder slightly towards his side, shielding himself in the best way possible.

Dai stayed rather close to him, only straying off when something caught his attention. SO far he completely ignored the water type that was with them, not even offering it one look.

Míngzé raised his brow at the first description. Sooner or later he should probably tell the man how to properly do it. For now it made him none the wiser but he kept it to himself. “Any decorations that catch your eye?” Míngzé asked, a gentle push in the right direction.

It did not come as a surprise that they would start the moment they entered. “I expected nothing less,” he answered rather amused. Already they started, meaning it might only get worse once they went further inside. It would be fine, it is just powder, nothing else.

Lamar also voiced his worry, only for Míngzé to wave it away. “It is only powder, I’m sure it won’t kill me.” Last he wanted was for the other to spend his time here worrying. Softly he pulled on his arm, urging him to move forward.

“I’ve heard there should be a lot of food,” Míngzé said to change the subject. He looked around as he walked, but there was nothing he could separate. His sunglasses helped against the multicolored surroundings, it might be too much otherwise.

Mingze carefully listened to the description he was given, although it was still hard for him te picture. There were a lot of colors all around them, which was as far as he got. Throughout his explenation Mingze nodded a few times, accompanied by a hum, although most flew over his head. He was asking too much of the man. "It sounds great," he said with only a hint of a smile on his lips.

One of his fears was always that he would be too much for someone. Not everyone could deal with the special needs that came with him, something he was well aware off. Mingze tried his best to ignore that fact. They were here to enjoy themselves after all.

The question fell if he was hungry. "I could definitly eat something. Maybe something sweets? Candy?Unless you are starving." Again it was hard to say what exactly he wanted, as he had no idea what was available.

God, he was really going to fuck this up, wasn´t he?

As they walked, Míngzé stayed close to Lamar. His cane would luckily help a bit to keep people away, although he made sure to make the swings a bit smaller. It would not be the first time someone tripped over it because they failed to notice it.

Míngzé listened to what Lamar had to say. He mentioned the different kinds of sweets he saw. All of them sounded lovely, making it difficult to choose. “Candied apples take too long to finish.” It would take a while before he would get through the layer of sugar. “Taiyaki sounds good though.” The idea that they were in the shape of a pokémon also caught his attention.

“Do you see any candy floss around?” Everything else sounded good too, but for some reason that was something he was really craving. Pure sugar that was not filling at all. Given the festival, he expected they would come in a lot of colors if there were any.

To his surprise they had exactly what he was looking for. “Perfect,” Míngzé mentioned before he followed Lamar through the mass of people. Luckily it seemed most of them moved away, giving them the space they needed.

As expected on a festival like these, they had a lot of different colors. “Is it possible to get all of them?” he asked the person that owned the place. An enthusiastic absolutely sounded from the man and he immediately went to work. Míngzé waited patiently while he could hear the machine doing its work.

“Now, what is something you want?” he asked the white haired man at his side. They would have his order in no time, but he was not alone. Where it came from he did not know, but a new cloud of powder ‘attacked’ them from behind. Míngzé could only feel the soft brush of it against his cheeks.

For now Lamar was satisfied with the candy they were getting right now. They were in no hurry and had a whole day to see and try everything. "Yeah, sure. Just lead the way, you´re in charge," Mingze said with a small smile. It was impossible for him to decide where to go next after all.

"Here you go, one rainbow floss done."

Mingze quickly folded his cane and accepted his order. For this he needed both his hands. "Thanks." Already he could smell the sweetness. Not able to restrain himself, he ripped of a piece. It was soft to the touch, like what he assumed touching a cloud would be like. Once it touched his tongue it quickly melted. It was really good.

Lamar asked a question about pokémon changing color. His brow knitted together in confusion. "I think I don´t understand what you mean." Mingze softly shook his head. The powder would certaintly change their color up a bit, which was to be expected.

Meanwhile he was fighting to pull of another piece, but it kept going.

Powder clung to his dark clothes and hair, bringing more color to his life than ever. A strange festival if you asked him, but he knew that was mostly because he could not enjoy it to the fullest. It was the atmosphere that told him people really liked it.

But that these powder could change the appearance of a pokémon? That was new.

The frown he carried only grew deeper when Lamar tried to explain what happened. “That’s odd,” Míngzé said slowly. Was Lamar making some strange kind of joke? It sure felt like it. “I’ve never heard of powder that changes the appearance of a pokémon,” he continued with a raised eyebrow.

When Lamar asked to continue he gave a small nod, before grabbing another piece of candy floss. As he ate it, he looked around, but the pokémon was too small for him to catch even his silhouette. “Is your pokémon okay with it?” It was such a strange concept to him and hard to comprehend.