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Tweak says, "PIVOT!!!"

paxnarrator (paxnarrator) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2017-02-14 06:34:00

Entry tags:

aphrodite, ares, eris, event thread, fenrir, hecate, hermes, loki

locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
Who: Everyone
What: Pax Letale Valentine's Day Singles Mixer
Where: CASKET
When: Feb. 14, 7 p.m.
Warnings: TBA?
Notes: Welcome to another game event thread! The same rules apply as before; please mark where your character can be found in the event location (i.e., by the bar, seated in the lounge, on the dance floor). If possible, please use a timestamp so we can keep track of everyone. If you have a specific person coming into your thread, please mark the thread with their name appropriately (i.e., by the bar, 7:30 pm - daniel), otherwise please indicate that you're 'open'. If a thread is already occupied, please talk with the players before jumping in. Any questions, please contact the mods!

The dark ambiance of CASKET provided a natural setting for the event that saw it rented out for a single evening. Red lights cast a bloody glow over the black furniture, every inch of the club's interior screaming sex rather than romance, though the band on stage did its best to soften the mood. Glowing red hearts dangled appropriately from various areas of the ceiling, and two bartenders were on staff to provide whatever was requested from those who chose to attend. The apostalic portrait hovering behind the band drew eyes, but the well-dressed singer/bass player along with his bandmates were a strong enough presence to settle even the most restless soul who entered the space. His crooning voice matched the interior and made it seem less depressing, likening it more to a warm cave in which people could take shelter.

On the far wall directly opposite the bar, a small buffet table had been provided. Snacks ranging from chocolate strawberry hearts and roses to stronger fare like spanish ham with olives and oranages, and grilled scallops wrapped in prosciutto. It was clear the event was meant for a larger group than was likely in attendance, but all stops had been pulled to create a very romantic atmosphere. Upon the guest's arrival, they'll find pink champagne already in flutes available at the bar. Plates, utensils and napkins are at the ready on one side of the buffet table. With music, food, and this relaxed atmosphere, what could go wrong?

The band started up another song just as the first Pax Letale tenants begin to arrive.

"Unforgettable, that's what you are
Unforgettable, though near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more..."

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At the bar (shots, shots, shots), 7:15 pm - Daniel

eristic
2017-02-14 11:36 am UTC (link)

"No, seriously, just hear me out," BB started again, her hands waving in the air as though the sheer force of her persuasion would bring Daniel over to her side. The two had arrived nearly on time for the Valentine's Day event -- BB dragging Daniel along, albeit his presence there was perfectly willing, her focus fully on the free food and booze -- and were well into their second round of shots, edging onto the third.

"It's fun, I swear to God. And you'd make a perfect Logan. All you'd need is the claws," she continued, grinning as she saw their bartender come by to offer up another round. She was dressed in black skirt with a pink and red heart-emblazoned sweater, black tights and kitten heels; whether or not Aurora had gotten her valentine's day card she didn't know, but she was certainly hoping to see the other woman before night's end.

"OK, ready? Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up," she needled him. "Clearly you haven't had enough to drink to consider this in a logical way."

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Daniel/BB

thouros
2017-02-14 02:37 pm UTC (link)

He tossed back another shot, more than a little grateful to have booze as a distraction, both from her and from the attendees themselves. He had looked to the doorway far more often than he should, never fully expecting to see Chris enter, still incapable of stopping himself.

"You swear I don't have to do anything stupid to my hair? His looks shorter. I'm not doing some strict military cut thing. Or the old school horns or ears or whatever." He twisted his hand in his hair, tugging outward at one thick black lock. It stood only a moment before falling, attractively messy as ever. He reached for another shot as the waitress pranced past.

"I dunno, BB. This sounds pretty lame. Almost as lame as that card you left in my box." He pointed his index finger at her around the side of the shot glass. "Don't even pretend you don't know what I'm talkin' about."