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 Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 8:03 pm
The Nacho pocky had found a rather unusual home. A home where the one that found him actually had enough 'sense' into the world of magic and mystery to realize he wasn't JUST a pocky. The stick had been displayed, 'comfortably' , in a velvet setting with a cushion, and a bright light, as well as a blank plaque with no name yet - just ??? in gold print on black background.
"So, are you SURE you want to leave this an open invite, kiddo?"
The speaker was a man with black hair, and startlingly blue eyes. His skin was pale, and his ears slightly pointed. He was wearing a stark-white coat, and black slacks with boots of a similar color.
"I'm sure, Draco." the brunette he was taking to said. "The place is a SHOP afterall. I might as well get to know the people there, right? I mean, these things are... magical, I guess. I've seen some of what they become bumming around town when I was shopping, so I figured..."
"It's up to you, Aaron." the man - Dragon - said, chuckling. "Whatever the case, you'd better get to the door. People will be arriving soon. You don't want to be a bad host, do you?"
Aaron shook his head a bit. "No.. I guess I don't, at that."
The boy headed to the door, pushing some of his dark-coffee colored hair out of neon green, pupiless eyes. "I just hope people show UP."
The castle was a brand new construction. It sat atop a hill just outside Dunbarton, and was large enough to be seen at LEAST a mile away, with what seemed like dozens of rooms. It had been being worked on for a little over a year, and finally seemed finished - although the imposing iron gates weren't exactly... welcoming... the bows, ribbons, and lights all over them definitely helped the mood.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 11:16 pm
An open invitation party! He'd of been a fool not to go he thought to himself as his broom sped along though the night air and toward where the invitation he'd found said to go for the party and he couldn't help but to smile when he saw the place, "Oh... yes, yes! A castle!" He said, his bright, glowing eyes getting wide as he made a full circle around the place then landed just in front of the gate so that he could get a look at the bows and lights that were decorating a rather impressive gate, "Man, this place is amazing!" Any witch would kill to live in a castle! Why wasn't he living in one like this?!
"I am getting one of these when I'm older." He said to himself, walking forward with his broom in hand. Looking back and forth he couldn't help but to grin. Yes, if he had a place like this, a good familiar or two, and a cauldron he would be the best witch ever he thought to himself before he gave pause in front of the door to the place. Releasing his hold on the broom, leaving it to its own devices which mean sweeping back and forth along the path, leaving a glowing green trail in its wake, Midori smoothed his hands over his clothing. He was in a cute, black and green pleated skirt, white button up shirt, dark green tie, along with white socks and shoes that gave him a sort of school girl look. He saw their clothing, decided he'd liked it, and got him something similar to wear. Tonight being the first chance he'd gotten to wear it out. Some might think him odd, dressing like a girl all the time, but he could care less what they thought of him.
His hair was next, checking to make sure it was all where it should be, still done up in high pig tails, his witch hat left at home for the night, before he reached out to knock on the door to announce he'd arrived. He wondered if anyone else were here, maybe that boy he'd met at the cat show? He didn't know but he figured he'd find out soon enough!
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:35 am
Calixte, it had to be said, was just a little bit paranoid. So particularly magical beings and a mysterious castle that was more imposing but probably less comfortable than theirs suddenly appearing in town...was...well, frankly it was a cause for concern. He was more reassured when they obtained a pocky. They were here for similair reasons as them, then. And he was sure the shop would not give a pocky to anyone unsuitable. So that was his reason for going.
Bells's reason was going was more leaning towards seeing if anybody he knew was there and if not, who else could he meet. Also he needed to scope out this castle. A castle! That was really cool. Imagine how much cool stuff could be in a castle! And castles might have monsters, or well...Bells had spent almost the whole afternoon thinking about what could be in the castle, and as a result had got dressed a little quickly. He smoothed down his shirt self consciously. He'd foregone the chainmail for tonight, felt it a little...intimidating for a social visit (Papa was pretty intimidating already, even dressed casually.) He was dressed in a delicate tuxedo with a distinct 'ninja' flair in the trims - his purple waistcoat was patterned with little kunai, and his white shirt fastened with tiny blunted shuriken, and even his tailcoat in traditional black was somehow...ninja-y. His trousers were definitely not so traditional, at least for a tuxedo, baggy pants tightened with pale purple bandages. His nails were painted with the delicate varnish that matched his eyes, and were glowing softly in the dark. As he wandered up the path with Papa behind him, he noticed a familiar green trail, most likely courtesy of a familiar broom. He grinned. Awesome, that was at least one person he knew already!
Meir had heard about the party when he popped into the bakery whilst in town. It sounded interesting, and he certainly had no social circle, and would probably be meeting most of these people at some point, having a pocky of his own and all. Said pocky was currently at home, being minded by a trustworthy friend, who had been given strict instructions about many many things. Kail was a little weird, but he was trustworthy when it counted. (Plus the whole clan-leader thing meant he could kind of command him, though he tried to avoid playing that paricular card.) The desert-dweller was dressed in thick, THICK clothing, bundled up almost like a snowman. Jeeeeeez man it was cold here. (Though in all fairness pretty much anywhere was cold compared to the Desert.) As he wandered up the path he could see a few groups ahead of him, it seemed like, and slowed his pace a little.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 9:09 pm
Aaron pulled open the door, grinning when he saw a child with a broom and... two more kids with accompaniment a little way behind him. He smiled at the kid with the broom, and opened the door wider.
"Come in! Come in! Welcome! Make yourself at home. The ballroom is open, as is the den. Just make your way inside, and I'm sure some one of us will bombard you with cookies and candy before the night's up." he said, chuckling.
"Welcome to Castle Arrikanez. We'll do our best to make sure you have a great time. Please! Come in!" this to the others, speaking loudly enough to be heard across the way. "Hurry up and get inside! It's cold out here!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 7:00 pm
Midori starred up at Aaron for a moment as the man opened up the door before reaching a hand out to catch the broom that was sweeping along without him, giving him a smile, "Hello!" He greeted the man, then went a little wide eyed at the mention of a ballroom, "Really? You have one of those?" Weren't those the things in fairy tales where the princesses and princes danced? He gave a happy sound as he trotted inside, eager to see the ballroom and to see if there was any royalty within.
There were other people, but he wasn't quite sure if they were royals. he might have to ask one of them if he were able to do so... for now though he wanted some of those treats that had been mentioned. Cookies, candy, ballrooms, and possible royals, this was the perfect sort of gathering, "Hrm, since I am a witch wonder if I should be kidnapping a royal." He mused to himself, letting his broom go, allowing it to follow along after him. If there were royals here he'd have to see what they looked like before deciding if he wanted to steal any of them. Powerful witches only took the best looking of the royals after all, or so it seemed from the books he'd read. Though since he couldn't exactly turn a prince into a frog yet he wasn't sure what he would do with them.
Behind him his broom merely moved in lazy, sweeping circles, leaving behind a trail of green, glittering energy as it did so. It silence made Midori give it a look, "I really need a real familiar." The broom, while the most useful tool in his arsenal, wasn't much of a conversationalist. That was what he needed a cat and or a crow for, at least they would talk given the chance. His broom on the other hand... that would never talk even if it listened well enough.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 2:27 pm
Meir sneezed as the male reached the door, almost as if in agreement with the cold statement. Pulling his scarf down a little he smiled at the host, accented voice lending a hint of exotic to his tone - not that his dark skin and golden eyes didn't do that already. He expected to get paler in this cooler climate though. Whilst his skin would always be darker, some of it was tanning rather than genes.
"Thankyou."
Momentarily after the egyptian man was shown in, the pocky boy and his guardian arrived at the door. Bells hooked his small hand into Papa's, but smiled up at the host.
"Hi."
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