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Nevada had started her slow climb over to where Chelsea and Milo seemed to be, perhaps to be closer to Jack? Or maybe she wanted to dance with the skimpy clad pink haired hunter.

"I think you got us switched Chelsea." Nevada gave a smooth once over, "You're quite the eye catcher yourself." The small whisper in her ear made her shiver, blush even before she laughed. She leaned up to whisper back, "If you want to personally pillage later, I'd let you." She leaned back, blowing the pink haired girl a kiss just as the music dropped.

The spooky theme made her smile and shake her head, feeling the weight of Chelsea's arm on her shoulders as hers wrapped around the girl's waist.

A small scoff sound emitted, "I don't scare easily Pretty lady." Nevada tipped her head, "And I prefer other methods to making me scream than haunted houses." Was alcohol really killing the filter from brain to mouth right now? Usually she wasn't THIS bad. "Let's wait till Finn and Fini come back, then I'll show you a good time."

((IGNORE THE ROLL))

She was mostly concentrating on the cup suddenly placed on top of her head, trying to balance it there in fear there was still liquid left within. Though she had seen Finn down almost all of it. Maybe she was just paranoid, thanks Ian. Of course reaching up to grab said cup was just cheating! And then she was giggling ridiculously at Finn as he shouted to Ian.

"Hey, I give you plenty of cuddles." Fini said with a frown, or as much of one as she could muster. Followed quickly by a snort and eye roll. "I'll remember that." She murmured, referring to the 'threesome' remark. And her clearly being left out of it.

The change of music made Fini pause, glancing towards where America cleared her throat. Courage test? That sounded... kind of fun! Though exploring down here was a little skeptical. And she'd heard some of the rumors regarding the basement and-

Wait where were they going?! Finnnn! Her cup! And then there was a trickle of liquid going down her back and she hissed because you didn't drink it all, Finn. Her hand gripped his tightly, the sun trainee working to shift gears and catch up on what they were doing. Oh? Were they volunteering as tribute first?

"I thought you didn't want any more 'adventures'?" Fini asked, releasing his hand and accepting the lantern. She kept close to him, hand grabbing lightly at his hoodie. Because it was effing dark and she had no idea what room number to pick.

Apparently Finn did though. Fini just snickered. Was she surprised? Nope. She shoved him back, waiting for him to open the door before stepping in.

Okay this room was... strange. And not the weird and kinky s**t kind. Actually, it seemed to be a cave, not a room! Fini frowned, attempting to step closer to Finn... except her attention was stolen by a... throne? What the ******** was a throne doing in a cave that wasn't really a room?! Ouch. That was too much thinking and confusing. Still frowning, Fini crept towards the throne on its dais until she was next to it. A hand reached out to brush along the arms... holy s**t! That was bone! She slid her hand along the bone, expression one of a child's intrigue. She had a strong desire to sit on it. Before she really knew it, the sun trainee was seated almost proudly on the throne, an uncomfortable silence cascading over her mind where Vashi's growls normally resided. But this was okay. Because she was amazing. Triumphant. Look at how those puny mortals bodies writhed as they died~

Fini bumped into Finn, blinking in a slightly dazed way, not entirely sure what had happened. Except that B69 had been... well, she didn't want to find out. And was starting to question just where America had found all that booze...

Pursing her lips, she looked at the rooms around them, holding her lantern up as she trekked down a little ways and stopped randomly at B53. "Let's try this one!" She grinned, opening the door slowly and peeking in.

There wasn't much in the room. Only an oubliette in the center. Wait... what? Fini just blinked, backing up a little into Finn. "I don't even want to ask." She paused, looking at her Finn the Human partner in crime. "I say we go back." There wasn't much of a 'request' in that. She still felt uneasy over, well, standing outside B69. Tugging at his hoodie, Fini headed back the way they'd come. Alright so it was only two- err, one room they really explored. But B69...

She flashed America a sheepish grin when they emerged, setting her lantern down. "I'll totally take the blame for being too chicken down there." Fini said with a glance back down the dark halls. "Didn't really find much... but one room, B69, man I don't even know. It just freaked me the ******** out."

America accepted the lanterns with a broad grin and then made a couple quick notes on her cellphone. Holding up the two lanterns, she called out, "Welp, they did two rooms...any of you think you can do better?"

Taym had felt the entire idea of a Halloween party was somewhat treasonous, and besides that the word "party" implied a level of social competence that he no longer felt he possessed. But there was alcohol. He also had a fond bank of memories of half-naked girls in what were nominally bee and cat and angel costumes and although he felt serious doubts that Deus was going to be providing any of that he felt inclined to optimism for once in his life.

Mostly alcohol though.

His "costume" made him uncomfortable but it was the best he could do on short notice and, besides, might deflect any genuine suspicion about his background. He picked out the shittiest of his shitty clothing, and had the scruff already. Stocking cap, worn plaid jacket, fingerless gloves and a "will work for food" sign around his neck. Done. He kind of wanted to throw up.

Alcohol. Worth it. Focus. Eyes on the prize.

He'd been lurking around for a while, solo cup in hand and tucking in with abandon, when America announced the opening of the games. And it was at that moment that he realized he was perilously close to Maebe, and he closed in on her, sharklike, just in time to catch her whisper. He leaned in to her ear and shot Ian a grin full of nicotine-stained teeth that would have been an impressive indicator of his devotion to the costume if it weren't just for the fact that Taym's teeth were yellow as a default state.

"Does that mean your dance card's opened up?"

"Yo, Power Ranger." Jay couldn't actually remember what costume Milo was wearing because this was also a phone post, but Jack remembered the poses he kept striking during their spar, so, why the hell not. "Wish me a God damn good birthday, because so far it's been alright and I'd like to keep the mojo going~"

Chel pulled away briefly, and he watched her chat up Nevada (excellent excuse not to answer her question). His eyes twinkled mischievously as the Mist was pulled into the conversation, as if to say You just can't keep away from me, can you~ "You both look gorgeous," he said with a skeletal grin. "But you heard them: there's some odd stuff out there. Sure you don't want a gentleman escort each?"

A number of texts had been sent back to Finn, detailing how Abbi didn't party, especially in basements, especially on Halloween. But since he ignored all of them, she had little other choice but to go tell him to his face. Definitely ask him why he felt it important to mention Ripley adgkl;fhsg;ldk.
Worse than was the fact that Abbi didn't have a costume. She'd not brought one with her to the Island and hadn't been given the chance to get off said Island to buy one. That was dreadful on its own, but the teen's closet was not unique enough to create any costume out of what she had within its confines. Feeling she had little other option, Abbi just put on her favorite hoodie, pulled the hood over her pigtails, and hoped the short skirt she paired with thigh high socks would be good enough.

Clunking down to the party, Abbi pouted as she entered to hear spoopy music but quickly made a beeline for Fini and Finn. They were in the middle of a kiss and while the teen was patient enough to avert her eyes, once finished she shoved a finger to Finn's ribs. Her own had healed nicely, even if her legs remained bandaged under her socks, so she felt it appropriate to poke him.
"Look. I'm here." She told him with a frown that indicated he better provide her some entertainment.
For Fini, however, the girl turned a bright smile to her.
"Wooooow your costume is so pretty!" Pretty, hot, same difference. "I didn't... Have anything like that or uh... Maybe I'd been a nurse?" Probably not.

Handing over the lanterns, America winked, "May you get any haunts before they get you, Stateside."