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 Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 3:31 pm
[[monster mash > junk shack]]
Once again, Sia had spaced out while trying to solve the mystery that had been plaguing her for the past few days. Zanen's question had gone completely unnoticed, but as she rushed an excuse to get away, Sia's attention was drawn away from her thoughts and she involuntarily found herself reaching out after Zanen as she rushed away. Frowning at her own ignorance, Sia let a heavy sigh escape her darkened lips. Turning around, she found herself alone on the dance floor despite the small group which had been there moments before. "Way to clear the room, Sia," the girl told herself with a roll of her eyes.
Moving out towards the kitchen, she stopped long enough to weasel around and find a cup. Getting herself some melon soda, she quickly got out of the way and headed toward the nearest door. Pausing in the doorway as she sipped at her drink, she took the chance to look around. Behind her, in the living room, there was a small handful of people she didn't know; and they seemed to be having a good time of their own. Out in the backyard, it seemed the majority of everyone had gathered around the dunk tanks. Smiling gently to herself as she leaned against the doorway, she contemplated where to go. After all, it wasn't like she knew anyone here! Glancing into the cup, she wondered if the amber-colored liquid could hold the answers she wanted.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 10:22 pm
((Junk Shack --> Pools of Doom))
Sadly, there was a lack of warm beverages, but....there was Melon soda!
Jae eagerly poured herself a cup of melon soda. Talk about a delightful surprise!! Sipping at her drink, she made her way back outside. She had dried off now, and hopefully, she would be able to move around enough to last a bit outside.
Perhaps....Kyou was still there! She hadn't really had much of a chance to interact with earlier! Heading outside, she kept an eye out for the suave doctor.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 11:43 pm
[[Shadow Chateau]]
Isi shrugged weakly as he turned his head back from watching his brother wander into the kitchen where the sickeningly sweet aroma of halloween theme sweets and candy lay spread out on tables. He honestly didn't know. Despite all his learning and researching into his library of books, he didn't know. He could've asked Eiry, but the thought never occurred to him. Isi gave a sheepish smile and replied, "I honestly do not have a clue. But...I'm guessing it's Japanese in origin. We can ask him when he comes back."
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 10:35 am
(( Shadow Chateau - Junk Shack ))
Ravi's blush didn't deepen, but it still lingered on his cheekbones when he grumbled some sort of affirmative, accepting response to Alex. What was he supposed to say? The more he denied being a "horny devil", the more it'd become difficult to believe he wasn't one - n-not that he was, of course! Uggh. He wasn't thinking straight (did he ever?).
He had nothing else to say, so he rose to feet, but not before planting a soft kiss on the back of Alex's hand. "It was a pleasure," he said, though the splotchy redness of his face indicated otherwise. "I'm going to explore. I'll see you again later in the party, perhaps?"
He offered a nod and found himself walking in the same direction as the party's host had gone. The kitchen. Ravi had grown very thirsty since seeing Alex, so he picked up a glass a cola and easily finished the glass. Only when he had finished the majority of his cup did he look up and chance a glance at (OH NO OH NO OH NO) We`rika, who, by the looks at it, had just rough-handled yet another scantily clad woman. He snorted in surprise, the cola lodging itself in Ravi's nose while the man spluttered rather uncouthly. We`rika. Maybe he should turn around before, you know, he got noticed... though that sputtering had probably been a very loud and disgusting giveaway. Without provocation, he found himself blushing again. Definitely no running away now.
Clearing his throat, Ravi took a very small, very slow step towards We`rika and waved a little with his free hand. "Hi," he said, his voice much raspier and high-pitched than usual. Damn that cola - damn it to hell.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 3:57 pm
[[Junk Shack >> Shadow Chateau ]]
Aphismet quickly made his way to the kitchen counter where he knew the little orange bags lay. He picked up two, suddenly eyeing the candy apples and wondering if Isi would prefer one of those... The younger Delaran was no big fan of sweets most of the time, but maybe Halloween would bring out his sweet tooth? Aph nabbed an apple as well as two bags of candies, and he returned to the Living Room couch.
He passed the devil-wearing man with red hair on the way out, and he gave him a slight nod of greeting, but the red-head probably wouldn't see it, as he was focusing most of his attention on Werika-George Michael. Seems they knew each other.
Aphi entered the living room again to find Alex still sitting with Isi... He smiled softly. He hadn't seen her in a long time. Since when had he become so antisocial? Not even a call! That was rather rude of him...
"Here, Isi. I brought you a candy bag and an apple. Miss Red Dress, would you like a bag of mischief as well?" He offered her the second orange bag with a tilt of his furry head, his smile invisible behind the porcelain mask.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 6:41 pm
((Shadow Chateau))
Alex blinked surprised eyes up at the masked man, offering another Ada-smile. "One can always use just a little more mischief," she agreed, extending her free hand to the bag. "Thank you, darlin'." The young woman couldn't help but grin a little at how he addressed her. Miss Red Dress? She fashioned herself to be more of a Lady in Red, really!
"That's Miss Ada Wong to you, furry," Alex returned pleasantly to Aphismet, fingers idly playing with Munchies' tail. At giving the man a new nickname, the Italian brightened, giving a cheeky grin. "Isi and I were just discussing your costume. I don't recognize the influence." That was about as polite as she could get as to asking what the heck he had dressed up as. Maybe mentioning that she couldn't pin the culture wouldn't be as crude as saying outright that she didn't know exactly what she was looking at, but that she had a strange desire to groom the poor thing.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 7:26 pm
((Junk Shack))
Once again, Josh watched as Namini’s features were flushed with a dangerously intense red. The boy warily drew his arm back from the girl’s ample grasp with a relieved sigh… he didn’t need a limb detached tonight. Josh’s stoic auburn gaze pierced through the soft cerulean waves of her own emotionally spasmodic and flickering eyes. He fluffed the wrinkles out of the lace lining his garment and murmured, “Let’s go see them then.” Josh motioned for her to follow him as he began a suave and self-confident swagger over to the bubbly-blue raevan.
Once they arrived at the punch bowl, Josh didn’t miss a beat and was the first to speak up, “Hello there, how are you doing tonight?”
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 7:43 pm
[[Shadow Chateau]]
Aphismet sat back into the couch, wondering who Ada Wong was. It was obviously someone famous, but Aph couldn't figure out who. Seeing as he never played any video games, Aphi had no idea whatsoever who it could be... He probably wouldn't recognize Lara Croft either. Well, perhaps if she looked like the Movie-Lara.
Aph chuckled. "It is a little strange... I just went to the costume store and picked something with the biggest mask. I was told it was a Japanese spirit, a Kami, which are... hm, I guess a cross between a ghost and a god? It's not quite one, not quite the other... Kinda like a spirit that would be keeper of a tree, or a house, or such. A guardian spirit. Yeah, that's a good explanation, I suppose." He nodded, mostly to himself.
"I'm sorry to say that's all I know about my own costume. Honestly, I just thought it looked nifty and mysterious." He chuckled weakly and sat back in the sofa, running a hand through the fuzzy white hair rimming the mask.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 9:09 pm
((Junk Shack))
Sevilin's peripheral was limited to the cup literally suctioned to his face as he garbled down the rest of the sweet drink. Oh it was so wonderful!!! He'd have to get We`rika to make him some. Or take the rest of this home inconspicuously. No one would mind right? It was going towards a good cause!
The sugary liquid caught in his throat, coughing abruptly as someone addressed him. He peaked a blue eye out of his cup to the side and frowned like a deer caught in the headlights. "Good! Are you guys here for the punch?" He asked with suspicion. He didn't want anyone to hog it (except himself)!
"N'aww where ya goin'?" Why did the a** always retreat from him. What a crime! he pouted like a little crushed boy, but she wasn't buying into it. Psh! She was probably a lesbian then.
His disgruntled pout turn into a gape as a certain six foot compadre of his walked into the room. About ******** time! We`rika rose to his feet gingerly (finally starting to feel the effects of his twelve pack abuse) and walked over to Ravi with what could be considered a genuine smile, under all the inebriated arrogance that perpetually surrounded him. "Took ya long enough ta ge' here..." The shaman didn't bother hiding the fact he was circling his friend like a vulture. "Love th'outfi'..." He decided to emphasize his point by snapping the man's tail.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 10:56 pm
(( Junk Shack ))
We`rika was noticeably wobbly on his feet, his words little bit more slurred than usual. A casual sniff of the air provided affirmation that, yes, We`rika was indeed intoxicated, though tipsy would probably describe the Huichol's state best. He didn't seem to have any problem circling Ravi, making the taller man feel distinctly uncomfortable - especially when he felt that man's hand reach around his backside and give a distinct (and rather flustering) tug of his plastic devil's tail.
Ravi was beginning to regret his choice of costume. Weren't there more interesting people to pick on? Maybe he should button up around the guy, too. Naww, We`rika was a natural womanizer. And Ravi was not a woman. He sighed.
"And what are you supposed to be?" he asked, regaining a normal, if not still somewhat raspy from his coughing fit, voice. "You look... almost... normal for once."
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 11:14 pm
((Junk Shack))"Gee thanks..." We`rika muttered flatly, not sure if Ravi's comment was a compliment or an insult. Still, it didn't stop him from poking at his friend, feeling up his pants like he had Miss Ebony (he was just a hands on kind of man), still amazed people could into such a tight fit. Though his pants were pretty snug, but that wasn't his fault. He couldn't afford a new pair of jeans. "I am George Michael, baby!" The shaman started clapping his hands together in time with his 'Have Faith' persona. Turning around, he waggled his hips like his momma taught him. When he just received a horrified stare, We`rika's ears fell back against his skull. "C'mon ya know, gay man... dresses up like a cop... for some... reason... He sings?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 1:52 am
[[Shadow Chateau]]
As Aphi came back and settled back down beside him, bringing with him candy and a sense of comfort, Isi loosened up a little more. When Ales told them who she was for Halloween, the boy cocked a wondering head, looked at Aphi, hopefully to get an answer from him, but to no avail. This wasn't a very technology-based family. Instead of video games, Isi and Aphi enfolded themselves in art projects for fun or read.
"Oh, a guardian spirit!" Isi exclaimed, feeling the cynical side of him chuckle at the bitter irony of the costume. The choices for costumes this year really did reveal the inner beings of the party goers. "That's perfect, brother. Oh, thanks, I'll take the apple." He extended his hand and grasped the stick by which the apple balanced precariously, covered in tooth-rotting-ly sweet caramel. Bringing it to his mouth, he took a careful bite and watched as Alex and Aphi talked, his gray eyes wide like a child's in quiet observation.
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 7:50 am
(( Junk Shack ))
Ravi wanted to scream. He wanted to shout, "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, YOU STRANGE AND AWKWARD MAN!" He wanted to push him against a wall - n-no, push him away, just... Ravi wanted to be left alone, taken seriously, or whatever it took for the fondling of his hips and legs in such a public place to just stop.
However, he froze, as he tended to do in startling situations. His face was increasingly stricken with a look of horror, so that even after We`rika was finished using his hands as eyeballs and had started speaking, Ravi could do little but gape. We`rika's ears flattened as if he was upset. Ravi caught George Michael's name before We`rika starting pelvic thrusting and hip shaking in his usual traumatizing manner. Why did Ravi associate with this person again...? Considering that the man was older, We`rika acted younger than Ravi did.
"Right," he said, grabbing another cup of cola from the table. He quickly downed it, the cold and bubbly substance perking up his frozen vocal chords almost instantly. Swallowing, he said, "You didn't strike me as the type to listen to that kind of music. Or even that you listened to music at all. George Michael..." He shook his head and laughed. It wasn't polite, but George Michael. It was worth the bad karma.
"Um," he coughed, "Right. So, how have things... been... since the last lab get together?" Though he'd been looking at We`rika, something caught his attention at the corner of his eye. Shifting his levels of attention, he noted that there was some large and strangely shaped... CREATURE looming and speaking behind We`rika. Though Ravi was confused, the Lab was getting him used to these sorts of sights. "Er... what?" he smartly said.
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 4:29 pm
[Junk Shack]
Quickly shifting her attention from the beautifully tiled floor to her distancing companion, Namini nervously drew up her hand and made a motion to grab hold of Josh's sleeve like a small child but then quietly folded her arms together in front of her. Though they had only been together for perhaps an hour max, she felt like a burden to him. Hesitantly allowing a soft smile to creep up onto unusually austere features, Namini decided that she would remove herself from him and try to interact more with other people...though she yearning to talk with the absolutely charming-looking Raevan, she restrained herself.
In contradiction to her plan though, Namini trailed after him or seemed to trail after Josh. With a sudden turn, she was at the other end of the drink table, pouring herself a small cup of melon soda while also glancing around the room. Some fresh air might calm me down. ..?
Her eyes transfixed themselves on a somewhat amusing, somewhat disturbing situation taking place beside her. Two men who she had never seen before seemed to be talking. Actually the devil-looking one seemed to be talking, while the other man, apparently not in costume, appeared to be..erm..seducing the other. Just then the shorter man snapped the other's tail and Namini felt a mortified blush cross her features. Gazing downwards back at the floor and taking small sips from her cup, the young girl tried her best not to silently intrude on the couple's conversation any longer.
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 5:39 pm
((Junk Shack -> Monster Mash))
Not exactly the religious type, Ebony couldn’t help a silent utter of the words ‘thank God.’ Of course it was rather ironic that the man to save her from her own self administered humiliation would be dressed as a devil, but Ebony knew when not to question things and was just happy with her opening to escape unnoticed. Yet, not before grabbing two more cans of beer for the road. Seemed someone was hoping to restore her self-esteem and worth with some liquid courage.
Slipping through the masses that had spontaneously popped up in the kitchen at that moment, Ebony used it as the perfect cover to move to the dining room. The lights flashed and the music blared, yet she didn’t really notice it. The only thing that mattered was that the place was virtually deserted. The catwoman didn’t even bother with a chair and curled up in a dark corner by herself. Ebony practically chugged the last of her opened can before popping the tab off her second. She didn’t dive right into this one though, merely she held it rested in her lap as she tilted her head up against the cool wall behind her and closed her eyes.
Why had she decided to come to this again? Yes, Aphismet had asked, but she could have easily said no. Could have easily made up an excuse on the spot like she was most often forced to, yet…she hadn’t…why? She knew she was lost when it came to interacting with others and trying to relate to them. There was no happy medium really. She was either too stuck up in her own that she was deemed snobbish, rude, and even cold. Or she allowed her mask to drop too far that she couldn’t bring it back fast enough to cover up her social ineptitude. She was two for two tonight and now was forced to a secluded corner with only the shadows to keep her company. Well…at least she still had some beer.
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