Genie de la Lune (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} wolfinboots) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg,@ 2014-11-02 00:14:00 |
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Who: Genie de la Lune and OPEN OPEN OPEN
What: Dancing and people watching and interacting with the world.
Where: Wingbeats
When: Saturday November 1
Rating: Possibly NSFW, but is okay for now
Genie slid onto the dance floor at Wingbeats, body already moving to the beat of the music. Music always lived inside of her, and that hadn’t changed no matter what else had in her life. It was a little loud on her senses, and she knew she likely wouldn’t stay too terribly long, not with the inundation of scents and sounds of the music and the people this close to the full moon. She already felt the pull of it, the wolf stirring in her blood and soul, glinting in her eyes occasionally.
For now, though, she lost herself in the beat and the warmth of people, hips swinging liberally. The sexy nurse outfit she’d had in the closet had come out of a suitcase just last night. All the delays in coming here and getting a place had been tedious, especially given that in just a couple of days they’d have to go on their monthly ‘camping trip.’ As odd as it was to dip her toes in the magical world again around Halloween was, with all the magic on blatant show, it somehow seemed right to be immersed again as well. They’d spent so long in small places with only occasional magicals other than themselves, it was almost scandalous to see the charms and costumes with sticking charms and all of the spells and everything.
Tomorrow she’d go out into the shops and start exploring more. Tonight she’d just observe and interact and have fun. Devon and the others would be doing similar, trying to get the lay of the land as they settled into their new home. She turned in place with the beat, eyes flicking up to the person next to her with a warm grin.