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[As usual, this year's party is held at the ball room. Dance music is already playing, mixed in together with creepy sounds and howls. The decorations are creepy at its best, and there are skeletal waiters walking around this time.

The tables are laden with food for various monsters, ghost, blood for the vampires, candy for the children, and normal food for those who are somewhat normal. Though if you're not in costume, that ugly fish sculpture at the giant punch bowl will spew a liquid at you rudely from it's mouth that will immediately put you into a random costume. If you keep hitting it, it will keep doing it, changing your costume into something worse every time.

Gatecrashers with bad intentions will be grabbed, wrapped and tossed out of the room by that giant spider up there on the ceiling, and it will also grab you if you're being selfish to the kiddies about giving them candy.

For those who lack dancing partners, some of those manakins are not there for show. Those will come to life and harass dance with you if you look a little lonely.

Enjoy!]

[ooc: Party post! Thread crashing encouraged.]

Comments

[dawnrise]

[She is staring at him, just staring at him. He is doing that on purpose.]

[before]

[Possibly. Don't worry, he'll stop after a bit more.]

[dawnrise]

Well, now that I have reason to never kiss you again...

[She's getting some punch! Hopefully that will settle her stomach.]

[before]

You say that like I never brush my teeth.

[Watch, he'll find mango mouthwash at some point.]

[dawnrise]

Fair enough. Guess you'll just have to start carrying a toothbrush around with you.

[She would maul him in the good way. I mean- aaaah, delicious not-blood punch.]

[before]

[Yep, totally finding mango mouthwash. :3]

How do you know I don't already?

[dawnrise]

[No complaints here. Riku pauses with the cup to her lips.]

Alright. I don't.

[before]

...though I don't have one.

[dawnrise]

[...snorts and sips her drink. She knew it.]

[before]

[Well really, why would he keep one in his jacket? He's going to go for a drink now, too.]

[dawnrise]

[Who knows? Riku questions why he keeps a lot of things in his jacket. But she'll move if she's in his way for that.]

[before]

[Hey, he has his reasons for keeping what he does in his pockets!


...Actually, he's also a packrat.]

[dawnrise]

[There's a surprise.]

[before]

[I know right? But yes, he's getting himself some punch to wash down that blood-]

[dawnrise]

[She will try to hide the face she's making behind her drink, looking away.]

[before]

[There's blood on his glass. 8) And hands, and face. A lovely sight, really.]

[dawnrise]

[...she's going to offer him a napkin.]

[before]

Thanks.

[He'll take it, and at least wipe off his face.]

[dawnrise]

You're welcome.

[The way she says that implies she did not offer it for his sake.]

[before]

[Yeah, he didn't exactly accept it for him anyway.]

[dawnrise]

[Nice of him. Riku's gaze lingers on him for a moment, then she looks over the party again.]

[before]

[He tilts his head a bit, cleaning off his hands and face better.]

[dawnrise]

[She's got that 'want to say something but not sure how to bring it up' look on her face. He should recognize it by now.]

[before]

[Now the question is whether or not he should bring it up. If she takes too long, he's going to start looking expectant.]

[dawnrise]

[Dammit, fine. Eventually she will turn, prepared to speak, and just- look at him.]