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paxnarrator ([info]paxnarrator) wrote in [info]paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-10-31 00:00:00

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Entry tags:amun, aphrodite, ares, changing woman, coyote, eris, harmonia, jormungandr, mania, min, morrigan, mut, osiris, raijin, raven, sigyn, tlazolteotl, urdr, veles

Who: OPEN
What: Pax Letale Halloween Bash 2010!
Where: The Empty Grave
When: 6:30-9 p.m.
Warnings: Likely any and all. Enter at your own risk.
Notes: This is the party post for all Pax residents and guests in attendance, right up to the moment of transformation. Use your subject line to denote your character's location (i.e. 'By the door,' 'at the bar,' 'on the dance floor,' 'in a coat closet.')

The air in Pax Letale crackled with possibility all day Sunday. All week, excited chatter had filled the hallway and the forums; costumes had been carried in and out; speculation on what the party would entail were whispered. By Sunday, the energy surrounding the event held so much promise that it hardly seemed like just a Halloween party anymore; it was something more, and that sense was nearly kinetic.

The main ballroom in the haunted mansion that was The Empty Grave was expansive, but guests had already begun to arrive. When they entered, they found lush opulence withered and faded; grandeur, but with an eerie pall over it. It was perfect for Halloween - dark, ghostly, with a twisted Victorian edge to it. The bar was fully stocked, trays of h'ors d'oeuvres passed around and more substantial fare offered on ornate platters along one wall. A DJ was already spinning a mix of music that somehow managed to fit the theme and appeal to the eclectic demographic he was serving, and attractive (if ghastly) characters added flavor to the already colorful room.

The night had begun.



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Re: 8:55pm, on the dance floor (Kami, Jack)
[info]whiskey_jack
2010-12-14 09:06 pm UTC (link)
Jack moved closer to her at the same time she stepped toward him, their bodies now barely a hand's-breadth apart. "No... I don't think it's a bug," he replied distractedly, voice low. His hand slid around to her back, not possessively but protectively. Kami's warm scent filled his senses, and he felt his heart race as she stroked his hand with her thumb. He lowered his head to hers, immersing himself in her presence, as if together they could make the weirdness go away.

Which was crazy, right? Hell, he didn't even know what the weirdness was. Though he did know, somehow, that it wasn't how apparently smitten-kittens he was over Kami. Even though that was pretty crazy itself.

"Don't worry, baby doll," he murmured into her hair. "Ol' Jack won't let anything happen to you." Which wasn't what he really wanted to say, either.

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