Event Private Good Clean Fun

The sun was just starting to creep up above the horizon as Adalwolf finished staking down the ropes that held the tent top over the last of the festival booths. This one was striped blue and gold, with the Academy logo emblazoned on each side. All around, the smell of festival food beginning to cook filled the air and conversations grew in volume in time.with the sun's ascent.

These were moments he appreciated, if not enjoyed, exactly. The weather was looking to be fair for most of the Festival, if not just the entire thing. And it was pleasant, seeing the community rally together for such a cheerful event. Not like the nonsense that had permeated so many public events recently.

He still wasn't sure what the booth set up for the academy actually was. It almost looked like a game. With tickets and prizes all around. But there were no typical games to be played. Instead there were recycling bins for all the usual materials: metal, plastic and paper, as well as a trash can.
Hopefully, Dr. Sable, the one who had more of a hand in planning this, would be able to explain it to him.

Speaking of, where had she gone off to?

Like the soldier he was, Ada didn't leave the booth. He would have manned the whole thing himself, making it up as he went along despite not knowing even what he was supposed to be doing. Fortunately, his partner was arriving from upwind.

Ada turned when he smelled Mari approaching. He had learned her scent, working with her since she arrived on the island. She was also accompanied by the distinct smell of coffee, which made him perk up more.

"Ah! Dr. Sable. There you are. I was beginning to think I may have to go hunt you down."

He took the offered coffee and gave a short, polite nod. "Danke sehr, Ärztin. I appreciate the gesture. And I enjoy coffee as much as anyone." He took the precariously balanced creamers off of the lid and set them down on the booth table before bringing the cup to his lips. He didn't like things that were too sweet, and he had long ago learned to appreciate the taste of plain black coffee.

Ada pulled off his coat, leaving his long sleeved undershirt on underneath. It was going to get warm, and he didn't need any extra layers making it worse. He draped the coat over the back of a chair before returning his attention to Marina and his drink.

"So what exactly are we doing with all of this? I must admit I have been preoccupied of late and have not had the opportunity to read the related literature to our booth."
Again. It looked like the prizes display of a game booth, only without the game. Unless the recycling bins somehow were the game. He had still come out to help, regardless. It was a good cause, and got him out of the rut he had been in of late. It seemed like lately, all Adalwolf did was work and spend time with his Beute.

It was also a good chance to really get to know his coworker. She had been with the school for a handful of years now, bit their different jobs led to neither of them interacting in any meaningful capacity. He could tell she was very community minded, or at least took her job quite seriously. Either way, it was a demeanor he could appreciate and respect.

Ada stared at Marina with his one good eye as she spoke, keeping the other one shut tightly. He nodded with mild enthusiasm as she explained what their booth was about. A clever way to get people involved with cleaning up the park by appealing to their own competitive natures.

"Wunderbar! I like this idea. It is fun, especially for the children, and it promotes the cleanliness of the park."

Taking his own seat next to Marina's, he took his own clipboard and looked it over. Nice, clean, and efficient. He could definitely appreciate this. The Scout nodded and put the clipboard back down on the table. Things were starting to pick up as the sun continued to rise, and no doubt they would be getting their first batch of curious visitors soon.

"No questions, really. Your explanation was more than satisfactory, Doctor. I will need to know when I am afforded a small break however. My human form is not my natural one, and it becomes stifling if I remain in it for too long."

He was sure there would be some vendor at the festival that sold human meat that he could eat. It was just a matter of sniffing it out.

Soon enough though, people were coming to the booth. Ada gave explanations of what they were doing with a smile, handing out the bags and dust pans to those who wished to participate. He also reminded people to be careful with broken glass and sharp metal.