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singillatim2024-10-14 09:42 pm
desperate_times_right) wrote in singillatim2024-10-14 09:42 pm
Entry tags:
- arthur lester: maniette,
- bigby wolf: jelle,
- billy gibson: jelle,
- casper darling: mimi,
- charles rowland: giz,
- chloe frazer: tess,
- connor wolf: shade,
- cornelius hickey: kates,
- edward little: jhey,
- eren jaeger: lyn,
- illarion: lark,
- jason todd: jessi,
- kieren walker: cheryl,
- konstantin veshnyakov: jhey,
- levi ackerman: dem,
- levi jordan: cirape,
- peter parker: trace,
- ragnar lothbrok: lily,
- randvi: tess,
- raylan givens: arma,
- reiner braun: kas,
- ruby rose: josh,
- wynonna earp: lorna,
- zoey westen: bri
Hot Potato (party log)
Who: Chloe Frazer & any and all party people!!
What: Harvest Celebrations/Halloween Party/Ruby’s Birthday/Rat Marriage/Big Communal Cooking Party so Chloe doesn't burn down her house
When: October 12
Where: At Chloe’s house on Greene Street
Content Warnings: Food descriptions, probably.
Other Notes: Feel free to make this a mingle and reply to other characters!
Chloe had wondered whether to go through with the harvest party once Lalo had disappeared, but as they say, the show must go on. There's still a lot worth celebrating, and people need something hopeful after the mess last month. Luckily her house had made it through everything all right.
The poster had said to wear a costume, so she's hoping to see a lot of those, and she’d recruited some people to help her put together the menu exactly to Lalo’s specifications, so unfortunately no one is safe from British Potatoes. There are even candles for the birthday cake.
Chloe herself is dressed as a sexy lumberjack, with one of Lalo’s old flannels tied in a knot under her breasts and denim cutoffs made from the jeans Kostya had gotten blood on (shh). She's got a fire roaring, because otherwise she’d freeze.
What: Harvest Celebrations/Halloween Party/Ruby’s Birthday/Rat Marriage/Big Communal Cooking Party so Chloe doesn't burn down her house
When: October 12
Where: At Chloe’s house on Greene Street
Content Warnings: Food descriptions, probably.
Other Notes: Feel free to make this a mingle and reply to other characters!
Chloe had wondered whether to go through with the harvest party once Lalo had disappeared, but as they say, the show must go on. There's still a lot worth celebrating, and people need something hopeful after the mess last month. Luckily her house had made it through everything all right.
The poster had said to wear a costume, so she's hoping to see a lot of those, and she’d recruited some people to help her put together the menu exactly to Lalo’s specifications, so unfortunately no one is safe from British Potatoes. There are even candles for the birthday cake.
Chloe herself is dressed as a sexy lumberjack, with one of Lalo’s old flannels tied in a knot under her breasts and denim cutoffs made from the jeans Kostya had gotten blood on (shh). She's got a fire roaring, because otherwise she’d freeze.
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He didn't feel awkward at all, beyond being here with no clear purpose. A caving to social pressure in an attempt to keep himself consumable to other people.]
And I hear there's more to celebrate than it bein' the ass end of October. A birthday and a wedding? .. Engagement? I don't.. quite know what the deal is there but I'm happy for people that're happy. Good of you to still do this, considerin'. We callin' this a tribute or just finishin' what he started?
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The man does kind of haunt her house, though, between the charred wastepaper basket still sitting on its rubber mat, his shirt that she's wearing without comment and the extremely unflattering drawing on her fridge.]
Yep, Ruby’s birthday - that's the Hello Kitty Darkwalker over there - and… well, I think the two sailors have been counting themselves as married before they got here, but there were rings exchanged recently and I wanted to give them a chance to celebrate that.
I thought... He’d be pretty cross with me if we spent all that time on the menu and then I didn't go through with it.
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Rings being exchanged is important. [He didn't want to talk about it. Winona weighed heavily on him in the past few days, their failed marriage and the failed relationship as she divorced her second husband, her voice sharp and cutting in the back of his head and he was cut raw from the aurora already.]
I think it's important. Lettin' them celebrate, following through for him like this. [It was then he realized he probably wasn't going to say Lalo's name ever again. That was a little heartbreaking. Goddamn the lack of whiskey.]
Don't worry about cleanin' up. The foods good, by the way - you do this all yourself? An achievement, hosting all this.
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And they've been good friends to me. The sailors. It's the least I can do, right, give ‘em a taste of living in a world that doesn't hate them before even giving them a chance.
[Chloe nearly chokes on a sad little laugh.] I don't even know why he wanted to have it at my place, but he manipulated me into it with those stupid big eyes. You'll be happy I had some cooking assistance, though, so it's all safe to eat.
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The sound she makes, followed by that hollow, barely there laugh moves him on impulse, one hand smoothing over her shoulder to drape over one side with a soft side-hug as he steps in. She'd be able to pull away or step out of it if she wants - he's not going to push.]
Well, we know he had taste and he had't've known how you felt about some of these folks, right? No, this makes sense. Givin' folks somethin' they won't or can't get at home..
Who helped you cook?
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She knows she's never been worth sticking around for - her father, sending her away as a little girl, Nate, Harry, Charlie. Now Lalo. But at least right now she's not alone in this feeling.]
Levi, mostly. Both of them. The older one’s actually a pretty good baker.
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She didn't punch him in the dick so frankly, it's all a win.]
Don't think I've met Levi the Elder yet. Unless he's also a kid, in which case, don't tell me, let me find out on my own. But good. Bakin' is a science and not one a lotta people are good at.
No costume contest for those that dressed up?
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I didn't really think that many people were going to dress up! I just wanted an excuse to have fun with my outfit.
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Wow. Harsh. I think the youth is callin' them 'short kings' nowadays.
You look great. In case someone hasn't told you. There an axe around somewhere to finish that costume off?
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[Chloe laughs.]
There aren't a lot of opportunities to dress like this in a place this cold. I've got to take my fun where I can get it.
I do have an axe stashed in case things get too rowdy but so far it's not so bad.
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Short cake.
Who says you need a Halloween party? Normalize dressin' however you want, kick folks in the nuts that got somethin' to say about it. Besides, hot lady with an axe? Robbin' us, makin' us wait this long to see such a thing.
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[The dream.
She grins at the compliment.]
I'm more concerned about the weather than the people. I know I'm hot, but wearing shorts in the snow is a bridge too far.
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[He might not look like it but he liked fruit.]
Makes me wonder when those long, wild puffer jackets came into style. Probably not soon enough for this place. Might get lucky and find ski pants. Though that might just be me imagin' you takin' 'em off. [He said it like it was nothing surprising, but slides her a coy sidelong look.]
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That's not sexy at all! Imagine the sound! Shh-shh.
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The winter version of heels clicking down a hallway.
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But that sound, awful.
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All in what it promises, darlin', all in what it promises. But I can't say I'm not glad to see you takin' part in such.. Fun.
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I'm glad to be doing it. A girl’s got to have a proper good time every now and then, right?