Pax Letale Logs

Who: Mirza & Open
What: Mirza is home...
Where: His apartment
When: Early evening - December 14th
Warnings: Language but otherwise tame I expect.

( Whatever Lola wants... Lola gets... )

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: Mirza and Kami
What: Even exotic dancers and shop wenches have to have a day off sometimes.
Where: Starting in the lobby, on to Kami's apartment.
When: 10/24/10
Warnings: None at the moment.

( Anyone up for brunch? )

Who:  EGYPTIAN SHIRTLESS PARTY.   Open to other Egyptians!  
What:  A water pipe in the stairwell blows, and the unlucky few around it at the time try to slow it until some help comes by.  But the flooding water seems to jog something in the memories of the Egyptian gods.   
Where:  In the stairwell between floors 3 and 4. 
When: A weekday afternoon.
Warnings:  Everyone gets wet.  Possibly a warning for language, we shall see. 

Who: Mirza & Shae
What: One very tired young man and his laziness.
Where: Lobby
When: Sometime after midnight leading into Wednesday the 22nd
Warnings: NC-17, apparently. Boy love.

( Lazy son of a jackal. )

Who: Mirza but open to anyone.
What: Just sittin' around, contemplating life and avoiding the telephone, yo.
Where: Stairwell!
When: Late in the evening of Sept. 16.
Warnings: TBD

( Are you there, Ceiling Cat? )