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Post by Lysandor on Jun 8, 2008 21:24:39 GMT -6
"You are all invited to join in some summertime fun!" the invitation inside the summery greeting card reads, written in a small, yet legible scrawl. "Food is provided, of course, and lots of tasty refreshments, but feel free to bring your own. Wear a swimsuit or something you don't mind getting soaked!"
You all arrive, flagged down by an excessive amount of red, purple, and even black balloons tied to chairs clustered at one end of the pool. Umbrellas are provided, of course, and one very long table is covered in all sorts of tasty treats, all appropriate for a barbecue. A smaller table is set up beside it, near to bursting with all kinds of beverages.
Lysandor mans the enormous grill, cooking all kinds of meats for the pleasure of the denizens of Hell, and their humans. His hair is pulled back in a shot tail at the nape of his neck, but uneven strands still manage to escape and fall in front of his face. He's wearing a pair of jeans that were once probably dark blue, but worn to a paler blue and even white in places. They're so full of holes, rips, and tears that it's a wonder that the Fallen can even manage to call it clothing.
Jess bounces into view wearing a cut-off jean miniskirt and a brightly colored bikini top. She waves excitedly, grinning happily, as she bids you all to come and enjoy the fun.
"Thought it was time for a pool party!" she says, gesturing to all of the "finery". "I'd suggest you definitely wear something you wouldn't mind wearing in the pool. More than likely, we'll all end up in it, one way or another!"
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Post by Ciel on Jun 9, 2008 11:33:51 GMT -6
Ciel's bathing suit was, in being skimpy, as Lysandor's jeans were holey. Her barely there top was dark blue, worked with shiny silver skull and crossbones designs on it. It covered everything important, but barely. It tied in a halter-type that was mostly strings. Her bikini bottoms were not all strings, but tied with strings on the sides. They had the saem skull and crossbones desgins on them as the top and were the same color. She had no shoes and a modest pair of sunglasses that had a little golden cat on the bottom right of one lens. She was carrying an iflatable beach ball and smiling behind her. "Come on, Honey Cat. Time for you to turn all sorts of lovely colors."
Karen snickered to her, "Whatever. At least I like the water." Karen's black tankini style one piece suit fit her well and had thin straps at the top. Emblazoned over her right breast was a white skull with flourishes around it. She had black saprkly strapped flip-flops on and her glasses lenses were dark, but not as dark as most non-prescription sunglasses. She had her hair in a ponytail, but wisps were falling in her face as well. She winked at Jess and hugged her, moving her pirate beach towel and bag to her other arm. "So, anything interesting happen yet?"
Ciel turned her head back in Lysandor's direction and lowered her sunglasses in the hot teacher way that most guys love as she sauntered up to kiss his cheek. "Everything cooking well?"
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Post by Lysandor on Jun 9, 2008 14:31:22 GMT -6
Lysandor starts slightly when he sees Ciel, and can't help but stare when she walks up to him, her sunglasses lowered. A faint, barely-there blush colors his cheeks when she kisses him, but he returns the kiss with one of his own.
"Everything is cooking well, Lady Ciel," he replies in his usual quiet, stoic way, though he stumbles a very little bit over her name.
Jess snickers a little at Lys but hugs Karen. "Nothing yet, though if Ciel isn't careful, she might just make Lys fall into the grill."
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Post by Ereshkigal on Jun 9, 2008 15:14:10 GMT -6
Becky all but skips around the corner, barefoot in cut off jean shorts that look like they're probably as old as she is and plain black swim suit with a stylized red fox along the side. She's carrying a bag of assorted inflatable pool toys and a bike pump.
"Hi guys! Did anyone remember the sun screen? I forgot mine again." She sets down the bag and goes to hug Karen and Jess in turn.
"So I talked Ere into something other than black for this."
Ereshkigal comes around the corner behind Becky and pauses for a moment looking slightly stunned at seeing Lysandor and Ciel so close to together. Then she smiles and shakes her head a bit moving more into sight. The Queen of Hell is sporting a simple pale pink sundress, with subtle white ruffles along the straps and hem and a large wide brimmed white hat. She glances down and smooths her dress before walking towards Ciel and Lysandor.
"Never again. I feel so odd with out a stitch of black on me." She shoots at Becky as she passes.
"Hello Ciel, Lysandor." Ereshkigal smiles looking strangely sweet.
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Post by Ciel on Jun 9, 2008 15:34:07 GMT -6
Ciel kept her chuckle at Lysandor's obvious happy disturbance at her attire and then she spotted Erishkegal. " Oh my Queen, how lovely...that hat is absolutely sinful." She winked at Lysandor and put her beach ball down to turn and catch Erishkegal on the lips full on. Breaking the kiss, she chuckles, " But I can think of so many more sinful things that are much more beautiful for three..."
Karen laughed. "Yep" She patted her beach bag. "I brought extra bottles. I figure with as easily as I burn, I should help everybody else out too. " At the comment about Lys and the grill, Karen chuckled. "I think she's going out of her way to be evil today....though I can't say I blame her..."
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Illyon
Denizen
Marquis Incubus
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Post by Illyon on Jun 9, 2008 15:43:56 GMT -6
Illyon de Verrin is on one of the lounge chairs under an umbrella, a glass of blood in one hand. A pair of sunglasses hide his black eyes from view and he's wearing only a pair of plain black swimtrunks. His tail curls under the lounge chair, the tip flicking back in forth like a cat's would as it sits in the windowsill. He seems to pay no attention to the others at the pool for the moment, content to relax and sip blood from the martini glass.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Jun 9, 2008 15:58:39 GMT -6
Ere starts when Ciel kisses her and lays her hands on Ciel's hips with her habitual wicked smile back in place. She leans up to kiss Ciel again and replies.
"Really, Kitten? You'll have to tell me all about these beautiful sinful thoughts of your's sometime soon... But that sort of thing is best whispered on a starlit night. So, are you enjoying this little party so far, love?"
Becky grins at Karen and shakes her head at
"She's going to end up igniting something somehow. I don't know how I just know it's going to end up with Ere in the pool still in her sundress..."
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Post by Lysandor on Jun 9, 2008 17:33:36 GMT -6
Lysandor is in the middle of trying to turn a hamburger patty when Ciel greets Ere. He's suitably distracted enough that the poor patty falls to the ground to lay forgotten at the bare feet of the Fallen Elite.
Once again, Jess snickers at the expense of Lys, shaking her head. She pounces on Becky and snuggles with her for a moment before hopping back some.
"Both the boys lost bets," she says brightly. "So Lys had to help me set up for the party, including the cooking 'cause he's excellent at the grill... not so much with the microwave, though. And Illyon just had to put on some trunks and put in an appearance." She giggles evilly. "Though, I can hardly wait to see just where this whole party might go... Pool, grill, outside, and summer... My, my, this will get interesting."
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Post by Ciel on Jun 10, 2008 10:15:47 GMT -6
Ciel smiled at Ere's hands on her hips and turned to Lysandor. "I am quite sure that I would love to whisper them to you both, one of these starlit nights."
She giggled and nosed Ere's neck. "Until then I will simply have to enjoy what three can do in the presence of others. I am enjoying myself so far. Are you?"
She wiggled her behind in Lys's direction as subtly as she could muster at that moment, which was - truthfully - not subtle at all. She leaned in to whisper in Ere's ear. "I think that I have distracted the cook."
Karen chuckled and sat in a deck chair. " Oh I have no doubt that they'll end up in the fire. Now, who'll light the match is a toss-up." She took her towel and laid it on the chair, beginning to slather her lotion on.
"Make no mistake. This will definitely get interesting. Karl, Regent and Fluffy aren't here yet. " She shook her head, laughing as the wisps were moving around on her face, tickling her nose. "And what, praytell, sort of bet could you win against Lys in, Jess?"
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Post by Arianna on Jun 13, 2008 15:43:14 GMT -6
lishia sneaks in quietly wearing a pair of knee length shorts that are too short and a tie-dye t-shirt dragging a blanket behind her looking a bit ragged and just a tad exausted but smiling none he less. arianna bounces along behind wearing an emerald green sequin string bikini and a short sarong just itching to jump in the water but wanting to be sociable as well
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Post by Thane on Jun 17, 2008 9:43:52 GMT -6
A series of impact trimmers makes everyone take notice as Thane hurtles through the air over the lounging ladies... "BANZAI!" He cries and cannon balls into the deep end of the pool. The huge wall of water spires up into the sky, glistening in sweet serenity suspended in time briefly before descending in the arc of disaster toward the pool sides. The sheer height of it giving ample warning for all to run for cover if they don't want to get soaked.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Jun 17, 2008 10:53:04 GMT -6
Ereshkigal looks at Lysandor over Ciel's shoulder and her eyebrows go up for a moment before she shuts her eyes and whispers back to Ciel., leaning her head against the Devilcat's and twinning her arms around Ciel's waist to hug her.
"He does appear to be quite distracted. I wonder how long he's going to stare before he remember to say hello to me." Ere giggles against Ciel's hair.
Becky's in the process of slathering on enough waterproof sunscreen to cover four people when Lishia comes in.
"Hi Lishia! Yo Arianna!" Right about that time Thane sails over head and Becky's gaze follows him her jaw dropping open.
"Oh wiffle balls."
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Post by Lysandor on Jun 17, 2008 14:52:40 GMT -6
Jess notices Lishia, and with a sly grin sneeeaaaks away from the girls and gently pounces on the twin, snuggling her for all she's worth. "Eesha-chan!!!"
And moments later, she's soaked by Thane's atomic canonball...
Lysandor seems to snap out of his poor fog and turns his attention back to cooking, trying to keep it there, but his eyes wander over to Ciel and Ere a lot more than they stay on the food.
"Good afternoon," he says to Ere, nodding in her direction, staring determinedly at the food on the grill to try and keep from burning everything.
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Illyon
Denizen
Marquis Incubus
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Post by Illyon on Jun 17, 2008 15:34:39 GMT -6
Illyon sits up suddenly when the massive wave washes over him, snarling. He's soaked, even though he had the protection of an umbrella over him, and he's not very happy right now. He takes off the sunglasses and lays them on the table beside him, his tail snapping back and forth, almost cracking like a whip.
"Heaven take that overzealous mongrel...," he growls under his breath, setting the now over-watered glass of blood on the table next to the sunglasses.
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Post by Valentine on Jun 17, 2008 15:55:53 GMT -6
Valentine chooses that moment to saunter around the corner in an ankle length jacket of black terry cloth, a black and white striped bikini and large black sunglasses with a large black umbrella, keeping the summer sun off her. She waves at the rest of the crew as she passes and settles into the chair next to Illyon, stretching languorously
"Hello, your Excellency. You look like a drowned cat today. That's rather unlike you." She looks at him and tilts her sunglasses down not bothering to disguise the spark of amusement in her golden eyes.
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Post by Ciel on Jun 17, 2008 16:22:02 GMT -6
Ciel takes Ere quickly with her as she shadows out of the way of the water. She smiled and waited until the water had descended all the way and made her way back to where they were before Thane jumped in.
"Now, I believe that we were getting someplace. " She looks over to Lysandor. "And now we can see whether or not he will burn everything as black as our hearts."
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Regent
Bourgeois
The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Jun 19, 2008 10:55:56 GMT -6
As Thane surfaces from his cannonball, the waters in the pool begin to get very cold. The crystals of ice form swiftly trapping Thane as the whole pool becomes a frosty cube. Soon the ice forms into statuette ice sculptures that shimmer in the sun. They soon begin to melt and as the ice melts away it transforms into great dunes of sand that shift and stir as if a great beast is alive beneath the surface. Soon a great deal of the surface becomes a sea of glass as it draws up in the center into a great glass dragon that dances on the wind from its glossy wings glittering in the summer sun. It arcs and dives into the sand and the spray that rises becomes the clear, cool, tranquil water one more.
All is silent till the great dragon bursts forth from the surface with out even a ripple as is walks toward everyone swiftly becoming the shape of a very handsome, dark man with long flowing black hair in very small speedos. He steps dripping with confidence onto the concrete poolside and strikes a very seductive pose. "So... I heard this was suppose to be a party?" he says looking over everyone from over his mirrored wraparound sun glasses.
He snaps his fingers and shadows form under everyone form into servant images to serve them hand and foot. "Think of what you desire most in a playmate and they shall become what which you desire most." He says as he nods and a huge beach towel lays out on the concrete before him and several hot demon girls spring up from his own shadow and call him down seductively to slather him in coca butter.
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Nyxereos
Bourgeois
The Dark Earth
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Post by Nyxereos on Jun 20, 2008 10:31:52 GMT -6
From the pool gate the glimmer of tarnished chrome shines through the foliage. The sullen fallen makes his way through the garden to the pool side. His glossy black wings tucked tightly to hide his ripping scars where the new wings protrude through his metallic flesh. His long but thin, coal black loincloth barely hiding anything.
He strides toward Regent and crouches beside him in a servants bow before his master. "Your servant has come as ordered my master." He says darkly as his black orbs scan the floor before him.
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Post by Lysandor on Jun 22, 2008 15:20:27 GMT -6
Jess squeals at the cool water drenching her, covering her face with her hands as though it would protect her. She brushes her hair out of her face, now looking very bedraggled with her curls in soaked tendrils. She blows out a breath, spraying water that was dripping off her nose.
"I should've expected that," she says, almost grumbling. She looks around and stares at the water's odd reaction. When it becomes Regent in a speedo, she stares. When Nyxereos walks in wearing little more than a loin cloth, her mouth falls open. She deliberately closes her eyes and looks away, shutting her mouth. She clears her throat, just to make sure it's still working. "Oh, my..."
Lysandor, for his part, was now cocentrating on the food. He manages to rescue several burgers and hot dogs, but some are burnt beyond recognition. He look to Ere and Ciel, something akin to amusement flickering across his usual stoic expression.
"I will have to wait before I can join you in whatever atrocities you are planning," he tells them. "I would not like to overcook the food any more than I already have."
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Post by Ciel on Jun 23, 2008 1:37:35 GMT -6
Ciel chuckles and waves her hind end in his direction. "Then perhaps you are done cooking and you can come and help us plan said atrocities. And decide whether or not you care if we carry them out in public..."
She leaned forward, giving Lysandor yet another good look at her lovely tush , and nibbled Ere's neck lovingly. She whispered to her love, "I'll bet you anything that he leaves the food soon for us. The steak will be so heartbroken..."
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