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Post by Lysandor on Jan 29, 2009 14:06:29 GMT -6
For once, when you arrive, everything is already done, and there's no short, fluffy haired Jess running around to get all the last minute details under control. The room has been arranged neatly and comfortably, with overstuffed chairs, loveseats, and sofas circled around a roaring fire in an absolutely enormous fireplace. Sticks with marshmellows rest by it, ready for roasting.
There is a table of food, of course, with all the wintry favorites. Hot cocoa and milk, cider, and all kinds of soup, just to name a few. Of course, there's a section on the table reserved just for alcohol, and it looks as though Jess finally convinced Lysandor to open his liquor cabinet and share a few of his old, precious brews.
"For the millionth time, this isn't a Valentine's party!" Jess says, curled up on a chair with a cup of cappuccino spiced with Bailey's. "It's a midwinter party that just happens to include Valentine's Day."
"And the heart-shaped candies have nothing to do with it," Lysandor replies, one brow slightly raised. He sips at his own drink, an aged and blooded whiskey.
"Nope. Not at all."
"I can tell when you are lying..."
"...Oh, yeah..."
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Illyon
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Marquis Incubus
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Post by Illyon on Jan 29, 2009 14:13:38 GMT -6
The marquis stands by the mantle, ignoring the banter between Jess and Lys, sipping warmed bloodwine. His black eyes lazily observe the room. He looks up at you, and something flickers in their depths.
"As they are too distracted by their argument, I suppose it falls to me to inform you that you are all invited," he tells you, then goes back to his thoughts and bloodwine, his tail curling contentedly around him.
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Tybalt
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Captain of the Palace Guard
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 29, 2009 14:32:26 GMT -6
The proud, Elite captain of the Palace Guard takes another shot of sake and sets the cup down in front of him. He's sitting seiza, the back talons of his clawed feet curled to avoid injury. His wings are folded and curled to avoid touching the floor. In the low lighting of the room, Tybalt looks like a darkened shadow, indistinct and unobtrusive, if not for his milky, blind eyes.
He pours himself another shallow cup of sake, stopping just before overflowing, and takes another shot, not spilling a drop.
"Do you two always have to argue?" he asks Jess and Lys. "And what's the deal with this Valentine's Day? I wasn't aware that Ambassador Le'Noir had her own day..."
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Post by Valentine on Jan 30, 2009 5:09:51 GMT -6
Valentine takes that moment to make her entrance, just in time to catch Tybalt's comment. She laughs her ever-so-interesting laugh as she glides into the room.
"Of course I have my own day, Captain.' She says as she approaches him, the slither of her charcoal latex gown accompanying her light measured step. It falls gently off her shoulders and is held up by corset laced ribbons that attach to a black choker.
"Would you like to know why?"
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Jan 30, 2009 11:21:17 GMT -6
From the shadows a black cloud of ash and smoke wisps from a gentle breeze as it flows into the room. It swirls around and forms into regent as he materializes next to the hot beverages. He samples the cocoa and he licks the very white whip mustache that nearly shines off his black lips. It disappears slowly as his tongue is savoring the sweet mix.
"Yes Milady, do tell us how you have managed the intricacies of a widely popular and celebrated day of your own?"
Regent asks as he again becomes shadow and drifts over to the pluffy chair and reforms into a seated position. He sinks slowly into the plush of the velvety fabric with his cocoa mug neatly placed in a saucer resting on the crown knee of his crossed legs.
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Post by Ciel on Jan 30, 2009 22:08:34 GMT -6
Ciel skipped in, her lovely little dress hanging about her. It was simple enough. Red, with spaghetti straps, a black bow poised perfectly atop each breast, right at the bottom of each strap. It slithered over her body until it reached the skirt, which had a nice swath of black lace right at the level of the top of her knee. There was some netting to it, but not too much. She was wearing black snow boots, with a heart on each one, to the outside. She looked unhappy to be wearing shoes, but happy enough to be there. Her eyes immediately scanned the room to find two people, one of whom she could already see.
Karen was behind her, carrying a red bag with hearts on it. Her top was corset-ish in appearance, but it had black lace cap sleeves. It was red with black lace over it and the laces were in the front. It covered her big beautiful figure perfectly, and came down to her skirt. Black velvet and A-lined, it had mesh along the bottom. A single rose , curled around itself near her right side. She smiled, pushing hair out of her face. She nudged her glasses a little higher and went to Jess.
"Having fun already, Jess? Seems like you and Lys agreed on something this year."
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Tybalt
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Post by Tybalt on Jan 30, 2009 23:32:51 GMT -6
"I'm sure it's quite a tale, Ambassador," he replies easily, smiling in a relaxed manner. "But given the talents of the Leccubi, I think it's fairly self-explanatory."
He pours a cup of sake, and offers it up. "Sake, Ambassador?"
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Post by Valentine on Jan 30, 2009 23:43:18 GMT -6
"Thank you, but I don't imbibe, Captain." Valentine replies, "And you are very right it. It is a tale often enough told, but easier to show." She looks around at those assembled, a small cat like smile on her red lips.
"Would any one care to volunteer?"
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Jan 30, 2009 23:58:28 GMT -6
Illyon responds with an almost lazy as he sets his glass of bloodwine down on the mantle. He steps forward, his tail curling behind him. He's dressed in his usual attire - Devilish pants pulled tight with a myriad of buckles down the legs and a thin, medieval styled shirt, the sleeves cinched by bracers at his wrists - all in deep greens, charcoals, and blacks.
"I will volunteer for such a demonstration," he says, his voice pitched low. "Unless there is another who wishes to do so..."
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Post by Thane on Feb 1, 2009 13:43:48 GMT -6
Voices approach the door... "No... I don't think so... You look fine... she will love it... Just be yourself OK?
The door open with a knock. Karl is peeking in, "Hey knockity knock, Time to rock." he says nudging the door open. He enters with a big grin and b lines for Jess. "Happy huggles day. He says with a hand full of plushie likenesses of Lysandor, Illion and Tybalt. Howbeyee?"
Thane enters behind him carrying a mighty load of more plushies as he looks as if they are going to drown him. "I can't see, Some help please?" he says stumbling through the door.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 1, 2009 16:25:39 GMT -6
Ciel walks softly over to Lysandor and curtsies. "Master Elite. How nice to see you tonight."
Karen chuckles and taps Jess. "I'm gonna go help big, furry and hopeless." She jogs over and catches a few falling plushies and chuckles.
"Having a rough time there, Thane?"
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Post by Angeni on Feb 3, 2009 1:29:33 GMT -6
Angeni wanders in looking a little lost, she smiles and waves at the others- having met only one or two people at this party before. Nervously the half-kitsune smooths her floral printed dress and takes a seat near the fireplace toying with one of the roasting sticks.
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Post by Arianna on Feb 17, 2009 23:06:13 GMT -6
Lishia and Arianna arrive far more than fashonably late " im so sorry everyone i've been away for so long!! dang moving and trying to get baby settled and back to a decent schedule for work..." lishia begins making the rounds with her big bag of valentine cards and conversation hearts.
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 19, 2009 14:40:46 GMT -6
Jess squees and glomps Karl. "HI!!! Gah, sorry I haven't been posting as much of late...Things have been, heh, stressful to say the least." She grabs onto Lishia, cuddling her twin. "How's my nephew?!"
Lysandor bows to Ciel, glancing up at her with more than approval for her attire and presence. "Lady Ciel, it is a pleasure as always to see you this eve." He nods to Thane, not bothering to hide his amusement. "I see we both have not escaped helping our humans again. My apologies, Master Thane..."
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Feb 19, 2009 14:52:17 GMT -6
Hearing no one speak up, the marquis makes his way over to Valentine, his steps measured slow, like a stalking cat. He sets his glass down and inclines his head to Valentine.
"I am ready, Ambassador Le'Noir," he says, his lips just barely quirking upwards at the corners.
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Tybalt
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Captain of the Palace Guard
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Post by Tybalt on Feb 19, 2009 15:00:55 GMT -6
Tybalt gets to his feet to help Thane, weaving expertly through the crowd. "Master Thane, allow me to assist you..." He takes a few of the plushies off top, letting Thane see where he's going. "Shouldn't I be the one loaded up so I can't see... especially seeing as how I'm the blind one?"
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Bardiel
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Outlands Wanderer
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Post by Bardiel on Feb 20, 2009 7:21:34 GMT -6
Suddenly the door bangs open and in walks Kurt. He's dressed up for the occasion; all sandals, board shorts and singlet. He almost trips trying to avoid walking into Thane, but manages to right himself before he falls.
"G'day, sorry I'm late. I had to come along way. Hope you all understand, sure could use a beer after that trip."
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Post by Thane on Feb 21, 2009 11:40:06 GMT -6
Thane gladly takes everyones help as he wades into the room more. "Thanks everyone." He says softly as now he can see his way.
Karl hands Jess her plushie likenesses of herself, Lysandor, Illion and Tybalt. They are quite large and fill her arms to hold them all. "Happy Valentines day Jess. Thanks for the party!" He says as he makes his way back to Thane for another arm load of plushies.
He makes the rounds giving Karen a big hug, "Heyah Schmexy pants, Happy Valentines day! Thanks for helping out growley." He then trades her plushies she helped Thane with, for a Karen, Ciel and a Tre'Maya plushie.
He looks to Kurt, "Hey Mate! G'Day to ya... Nice ta' see ya could make our 'lil swaray!" He says in his Aussie best. He shakes Kurt's hand and then hands him a plushie of Bardiel and Kurt. "Yep a beer would be great right now."
Karl stops to look around the room... "Hey, Where is Becky... and whose got the Queenie, Valentine, Satrel and Angeni plushies?"
Thane looks about... "Captain Tybalt has them... currently." He grumbles softly still with an arm load of plushies.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 22, 2009 23:22:22 GMT -6
Karen smiled and snuggled the plushies. "Awww, thanks Hot Stuff. This'll go great with my collection."
She looked over and patted Thane's great arm. "Don't worry. She should be here soon...barring any huge catastrophes."
Ciel took Lys's arm, smiling. "We never escape helping our humans, do we?"
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 26, 2009 21:24:02 GMT -6
Jess accepts the plushies with a stunned look - which promptly disappears under a truly evil, and wicked grin. She hugs Karl. "You're the best!"
For a split second, Lysandor looks worried, but he recovers quickly enough.
"I often wonder how we managed to be roped in to our humans' dealings," he says, and looks over at Jess, who's currently laughing maniacally. "And now I worry about what she's planning with those... likenesses."
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