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I'm not a demon and didn't get an invite T.T |
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 5:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 5:35 pm
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The Setting
The Demon common room had been transformed thanks to the efforts of Alcyone and Sin. Everything familiar chairs, tables, etc had all been removed and in it's place were a small stage, a dance floor, a long buffet table, a table full of party favors, and neatly positioned clusters of couches and low tables. The entire setting was a throwback to the finer, older, aristocratic ways of demon living. However not everything was old fashioned, the drapes of the common room had been taken down and new crushed velvet and gauzy red material hung in their place. The musical selections for the night were a blend of old and new world. The food was a combination of rare finer dishes and finger foods that one might see anywhere. The night was clearly a juggling act between an older generation and a newer one between traditional and modern.
Music: - Classical Waltzes - Tango of Terror - Screamin' Rock - Hit Scary Songs - Demonic Chants
Buffet: - Punch - Soda - Water - Mini Sandwitches - Lady fingers - Fresh Floresce Sushi - Diced Veggies & Dip - Baked Clams - Pickled Eye of Newt - Fried Brain Hor'd'euvres - Cheese & Meat Platter - Spicy Wings - Mild Wings - BBQ Wings - Seasoned Steak Fillets - Mashed Potatoes & Ghoulish Gravy - Asparagus Spears (careful their sharp) - Piglet Wrapped Scallops - Fried Frog Legs - Fruit Cobbler - Skewered Fruit, Marshmallow, & Insects & The Dark Chocolate Fountain as a centerpiece/dipping area
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 5:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 1:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 1:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 3:23 pm
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"You say you're off duty and yet you're telling me my future," Rosc shot back, giving her hand a light poke with one finger from his free hand. He walked Arachne over to the tables that were set up and slipped his arm from hers.
"You'll be okay on your own, now, won't you?" he asked, giving her a smirk that said he really didn't expect her to. Then again, unless Sin or... that other demoness came over to chat with her, Arachne would be on her own, which, awesome as it was for him, could be annoying to someone else. Then again, she had said something along the lines that she tried to be antisocial herself.
Whatever, not like he really cared anyways.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 3:29 pm
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Sayuri_Nitta rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 3:30 pm
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'It's hardly predicting the future when you've already told me you prefer being on your own.' Arachne retorted, but still kept her humour. She could see this being interesting, and he wouldn't get to her. At all.
'I shall be perfectly fine Rosciel.' she said, and dipped a very elegant curtsey, a hand at her chest and the other holding on to the hem of her skirts as she did so.
'I'd say thanks, but we both know that was excruciating for us, so I'll just say, cya around.' she said before turning to Sin.
'Sin! Lovely to see you. You look wonderful, and everything looks very good.' she nodded at Alcyone. 'Pleased to meet you, do excuse me for a brief moment.'
With that she moved off down the tables, the rows of party favours in pretty boxes having caught her eye. She looked at the first row and chose a finely decorated one, before returning to the small group.
(( sorry, I edited as best I could but it's late for me and I'm trying to get her to a point where I can leave for the night XD ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 3:45 pm
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Rosc dipped his head slightly in lieu of a true bow. "Most painful thing I've ever had to do," he replied with a small chuckled before turning to Sin and her friend.
"Yeah, Rosc," he replied, giving 'Alcie' another nod of his head. He allowed a glance around the room, at the tables of food and party favors and the like and slipped both hands into his pants pockets, his right hand still lightly wrapped in a linen strip. His hand was almost completely back to normal, he just kept it wrapped for good measure.
"If you'll excuse me," he said and moved away from the girls without another word, moving to the refreshments table to get himself a cup of water. At least, he assumed it was water, it wasn't bubbly like some of the other drinks on the table. A small sip proved his assumption and he moved to a nice spot to lean against the wall, looking more like a chaperon than a guest.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 3:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 6:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 6:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 6:48 pm
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