Open: In a shout of joy at the only shrine where you come benighted and leave benign

[vineleaves]

Dark has come and gone again, which means it’s time to party.

In some ways the party is very similar to last year’s - same large banquet room in the mansion, a similarly large abundance of food and drink, and the promise of a night full of letting loose for everyone in attendance. It’s far from a direct clone of the previous party though. For starters, Dionysus has had Claudius help him in all of the planning (sometimes a god’s blessings come in the form of enrichment for one’s enclosure). They’ve gotten several of the mansion’s residents to agree to play live music during the night, and Dionysus was able to find some, ah, more widely appreciated CDs to play during the breaks between performers.

The room has been decorated to the nines again, but where last year he had green vines draping on the walls diffusing the glow from the twinkling fairy lights, this year he has strung up swooping vines of silver, glittering almost like tinsel. The large food tables have an almost ridiculous amount of things to munch on; there should be something for everyone there.

It should go without saying that the beverage tables are well-stocked, considering the host.

The festivities are starting a little earlier this year than last, out of respect for those who may or may not have earlier bedtimes. Come dressed in your finest, it’s a yearly tradition now!




Just as there was last year, there is to be an ‘after party’. If your character is part of the standard Orgy Invite Crew, they will have received another invitation to that half of the evening as well. Just like last year, this part of the event is to be handwaved, for obvious reasons.

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[higginbottom]

She politely hands him a shot, then, and grabs one for herself.

"To the end of Dark," she says, and gulps down the jello shot quickly, smiling afterwards.

"I've...had several of these," she admits drunkenly, definitely feeling that last one.

[minor_variation]

Gaheris shouldn't have actually watched her drinking, because it's making him think too much about her lips. Far too much. He quickly takes his own shot and downs it like she had, and that is how he discovers what the texture of jello is like.

"Shite!" he yelps, because the moment he registers the jello is the moment it's already too far down his throat to do anything about, and it's even worse than raw fish. He grabs the nearest glass of something else and gulps it down to get the sensation out of his mouth.

[higginbottom]

"God, you're so dramatic!" Esther rolls her eyes. "Do you want to dance?"

[minor_variation]

His face flushes -- embarrassment at her comment, commingled with the shock of having just chugged a vodka martini -- and he immediately goes for a second jello shot, eager to prove himself. This one he does, at least, manage to consume with more dignity.

"Yeah, all right. Let's dance."

[higginbottom]

"Yes! I do love to dance," she says, and reaches to grab his hand and pull him onto the dance floor.

[minor_variation]

Gaheris is neither coordinated nor particularly knowledgeable about dancing (watching his brothers doesn't count), but he stumbles after her and tries to match her as best he can. He's definitely going to step on her foot at some point, though.