Pax Letale Logs

Who: Brighid & Detective Taylor (an amazing NPC).
What: Questions with no answers.
Where: Pax lobby.
When: 21 February, midafternoon.
Warnings: None.
Notes: Completed log.

( The lobby was alive with activity. )

Who: Brighid and Adam
What: Christmas shopping!
Where: Out and about.
When: Saturday, December 4 (backdated)
Warnings: Um. None?

( Until today, Brighid had had a hard time convincing herself Christmas was near. )

Who: OPEN
What: The Halloween party continues, now with far more elaborate costumes...
Where: The Empty Grave
When: 9 p.m. until
Warnings: Just assume this one's going to get naughty.
Notes: This is the transformation post! Again, subject line denotes location. Go shed those mortal skins!

As it had been with Pax Letale, so it was with its tenants: The shift from mundane to immortal was somehow creeping but immediate, passing almost beneath notice until the change was complete. Clothing faded rather than being shed; some deities remained in their humans' attire, some wore their old familiar kit, but all were utterly changed. The DJ played on, bartenders and waitstaff wound through the crowd, guests from outside the strange apartment danced and talked and flirted still with the partners who had brought them, all of them oblivious to the inhuman nature of the beings beside them. But for the residents of Pax, everything was about to change.

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.

Who: Samuel & anyone who went to Tyler's game.
What: Neighborly bonding time over another Chargers loss.
Where: A restaurant! With FOOD and BEER.
When: Sunday evening.
Warnings: TBD.
Notes: Anyone who went to the game is welcome, whether you commented to this post or not.

( If you're bored, then you're boring. )

Who: Honey and Open please
When: After the bees sting and the doves cry
Where: Starting in the elevator
Why: Honey goes out, maybe meets someone new?
Warnings: Language


( Busy Little Bees )

Who: Samuel and Brighid
What: Presents!
Where: 707 mainly
When: Evening, several days after this
Warnings: Language, perhaps
Notes: Now complete (10/18/10)!

( I come bearing gifts. )

Who: Zeus, Hera, Aphrodite, Selene, Poseidon, Amphritite, Ares, Persephone, Harmonia (Invite her, someone!). All the greeks. Any Greek.
What: It's all Greek to me and it shows in the reflections.
Where: A Greek restaurant downtown.
When: Afternoon. Lunch break.
Warnings: Well, they ARE Greek, but, this is doubtful beyond potty mouthism. P.S. Some realizations are happening, enter at your own risk!
Notes: No posting order established YET. Just go.

( O latest born and loveliest vision far, of all OLYMPUS' faded hierarchy... )

Who: Adam, Alex, Mo, and OPEN.
What: Pax party at the club. Porcelain & The Tramps opening for Soho Dolls. Also, free booze til midnight!
Where: Carfax Abbey.
When: 10 p.m. until.
Warnings: Likely MA:LSV. Go nuts, kids.
Notes: Party post! You know the drill.

( we've come here to stare )

Who: Brighid & Samuel.
What: Cupcakes, courtesy of Mrs Griffin-Laurent.
Where: #705.
When: Late evening, after this.
Warnings: None yet.

( Free food tastes better. )

Who: Lia, Samuel, and [briefly] Brighid.
What: Round two. Things get personal. (Completed log.)
Where: The lobby and elevator.
When: Early evening.
Warnings: Oh lawd. Language, sexual innuendo, threats of violence, discussion of politics, and overall poor conduct.

( I find it hard to believe that anyone would spend any amount of time with you of their own free will. )

Who: Samuel and Brighid
What: Good Samaritan-ness (completed log)
Where: In and about the building
When: Saturday, August 7 (backdated)
Warnings: Survey says no.

( Maybe it's the language barrier. )