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October 31st, 2008

[Oct. 31st, 2008|12:19 am]


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Who: Henry Tudor, Gabriella Montez, Charles Brandon, Margaret Tudor, Anne Boleyn, Mason, Jane Seymour, Anne of Cleves, Henry Fitzroy, Jade, Sonya Blade, Adikia, Anthony J Crowley
What: Henry's Halloween Bash
Where: A private, newly purchased home on a very large lot outside of Las Vegas, NV
When: Friday, October 31, 2008 (VERY bendy-time)
Warnings: Oh, on a guess I'm going to say some foul language, hopefully minimal violence and almost certainly smut.
Status: In progress

Let it never be said Henry doesn't host a hell of a shindig )
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|04:23 am]


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WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Henriette Stillman
WHAT: Getting better acquainted
WHERE: Mostly, in Moscow.
WHEN: Tonight, 3:30 a.m. or so.
WARNINGS: Probably none.


Miniver WANTED to be nice and wait for Henn on the front porch, but London, especially at night, is cold and damp and the autumn air bothers his allergies and he'd just rather NOT. So he's in Teague's living room, reading a book and waiting. The door, at least, is left ajar a little, so the place doesn't look totally unwelcoming...
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|11:07 am]


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Who: Ares and Dite
What: Baby Making!
Where: North Korea
When: Right Now.
Warnings: Err...They are making a baby. So...yes.

First comes love...then comes the baby! )
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|01:42 pm]
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Who: House and Cameron
When: Soon after this
Where: New York
Why: House has to beg her not to leave and make up for screwing up royally.
Rating: Makeup sex maybe?

House had drank his fair share of the wine, but it wasn't enough to screw up his driving. He'd made it to Cameron's apartment in one piece though he popped another Vicodin because he seriously had no idea how this was going to pan out. He really did expect her to tell him to get the hell out and never speak to her again, but she was giving him a chance to apologize when she didn't.

He took the elevator upstairs and hobbled down to her apartment, knocking on the door with the head of his cane, bracing himself to be punched when she saw him.
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|06:05 pm]

Who: Crowley, OPEN to those who might show up to one of his parties.
When/where: Tonight, right around the start of the All Hallow's Plot/Crowley's Kitschy-Named club.
What/Warnings: Sexy Halloween. AKA, sex, drugs, music and dancing, with possibilities of zombies and/or cannibalism. Pretty much, yes.

Crowley wandered the floor of his club one last time, making sure everything was to his liking. He was in the 'dungeon', the fetish room furthest to the back, adjusting chains and implements of varying degrees. As the rooms progressed forward, they became less and less 'dirty', until he reached the dance floor proper, which appeared to be little more than a regular club- ignoring the mostly-naked bodies warming up on the stages, and in cages scattered about. He willed the bars full, and gave one last good shout to get the staff in order, before heading to the door, letting the waiting masses in. Mostly unassuming humans, as was always the case for the beginnings of his nights, but he held out hope that one of his more... interesting guests would be there soon.

Crowley was in the mood to party.
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|11:07 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk (again) and Rurik Markov
What: Kai's week gets even worse, and he seeks comfort in familiarity.
When/Where: Tonight, Rurik's place in France
Warnings: Vampirism, discussion of past drama, possibly sex. Otherwords, Yes.

As he expected, Malakai had a difficult time making his journey straight to Paris, given the amount of mayhem and blood riddling the streets. For once, he wasn't the one causing it, and this was both strange and almost lamentable to the old vampire. Still, he had other things on his mind, above and beyond the sudden outbreak of chaos, and he focused his thoughts on reaching his old friend, and working through the events of the week.

A son. He had a son. The dreams had been troubling enough, but to see that man, from them, describe them so perfectly. He was dhampir. He never knew his father. It was all too much of a coincidence, and so it couldn't be a coincidence.

As he landed in Paris off the portkey, his mind was drawn from its thoughts by the familiar stench of dog, and it was sobering enough to have him running swiftly to Rurik's door. He let himself in, for once thankful for the ability to do so, before shutting and locking the door behind him.

"Rurik, old friend. Please tell me you're not dog-food," He was never one for conventional greetings. To do so would only betray the worry already much too evident, on his face.
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|11:34 pm]


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Who: Kris and Ilya
Where: His place
What: She's worried
When: Night
Rating: TBD

Kris was concerned about Ilya, she wanted to make sure he was okay, and perhaps some part of her just wanted to see him again. Though she was being rather presumptious she did think to pack a change of clothes in a small bag before she left. The one good thing about her decision to randomly rush off to see him was that she didn't have to race for the next week so if he wanted her to stay around she wouldn't have to rush back like every other time, if he didn't want her to, well perhaps she would figure that at the time.

When she finally arrived Kris hoped she had given Ilya enough time as she knocked.
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