nexus_crossings | 1st Annual Halloween Block Party!

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Current Location: The Plaza

1st Annual Halloween Block Party!

Perhaps it's the leaves of fiery golds and oranges drifting on the breeze, or the sight of various hard squash being mangled into festive ornaments, or even still the bowls of candy left out simply everywhere in the Nexus that signifies the import of today. Regardless of when you take heed, Halloween has come to the Nexus.

Neat little handmade signs and fliers of all kinds lead to a particularly festive sectioned off block with the Crossroads Cafe at the center. The brick building has more than its fair share of decorations hung from every available windowsill and door. Hanging skeletons, jolly Jack-O-Lanterns, orange and black streamers cascading down and blowing to and fro in the crisp breeze.

The doors are propped open just waiting to beckon you inside. What are you waiting for?

((See the OOC post if you have any questions! Backtagging and threadhopping are fine. Come on in and have a blast :D ))

Coats and Costumes
The Cafe
Bonfire
Dance Floor
Haunted House
Side Halls and Storage

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Someone is checking out the cafe while wearing a shark costume, it is none other than one Clara Oswald who's getting herself something to eat and to drop off a big bag of candy at the exchange table. She is quick to look over her shoulder to see where The Doctor got off too, or if he is still inside of the TARDIS tending to his costume.

"I swear if he skips out on this," she mutters, and it was trouble enough to get him to socialize with the Nexus. But she was happy at first to hear he was going to join them. So, she looks back to the food, and she grabs hold of a candy apple with a blue fin. She then tries to do the hard part and that is to eat the damn thing. "Oh, for the love of...!"

She sighs. "Next time, don't let the kids pick out my costume."

A nice big bag of candy unwatched sitting alone at the table? This sounds like a job for the best stealth agent in the multiverse. Is it Clara's imagination or is that box getting progressively closer to the candy exchange table?

It's still every time she looks but.

How strange.

Clara is desperate to try to get the mouth of the shark costume to open up wide enough so she can eat the candied apple. She is so distracted that she does not notice the box moving towards her home made candies.

"Next time, I'll do something where my head isn't completely covered." Clara's fin shaped mittens aren't making this any easier, and with the velcro not fastened right she might have to simply hold the apple until she can find someone to help her out of this unwanted bind.

So, those candies are open for stealing!

Nekomata cannot believe this is working. All of her research had indicated this was the height of stealth technology. Humans are really dumb is the conclusion she has drawn from this.

Scoot, scoot, scooooooooot goes the box.

Except. It's caught on something. Clara's costume conundrum bottom fin has also blocked the table leg from view until now as Nekomata is trying in vain to scoot herself against the obstacle.

The box gives an impatient whine before to golden eyes peer out from the hand hold holes on one side.

"Are you dressed as a humie getting eaten by a fish? Because that's really cool nya..."

Clara finally turns around with the grimacing shark mouth, and little room to see what is bumping into her tail. At first she was thinking it was just her bumping into things, but then there is the box that she doesn't recall seeing there.

And then she goes to bend down, and up goes the tail and maybe anyone else who is standing beside her. She is not sure if she wants to comment on the cleverness of someone dressing up as a box.

"I'm dressed up as a shark. But..." She looks down at her feet that are sticking out of what could be considered the shark's butt. "...That's one way of thinking about it. And I like your costume too. Are you supposed to be a television?" She politely asks the voice in said box.

"I'm going as a secret agent, mya. I have it on good authority that boxes are the ultimate stealth technology against humies!"

There's a bit of a wiggle (and a peek of two tails twitching from underneath the box) before the box scoots backwards just enough for it's wielder to pull it off and reveal...!

A cat demon. A cat demon wearing an eye patch around her neck because wearing it in the box was seriously messing her depth perception up.

"Shark's a kind of fish right? Are they tasty?"

Boxes are indeed the best in stealth technology, and Clara can't help but to chuckle at the idea of someone sneaking behind their enemy in a box. "You're right, the box is one of the most underrated tool you can use against a hummie."

She kneels down to get a better look at the box, and she them jumps back and her tail smashes into a bowl of candy that goes flying everywhere. "Oi!" Clara is thinking about heading back to the TARDIS to change into something not so cumbersome.

It isn't that she's looking at a cat demon that got her startled; it was the sudden opening of the box. "As for shark, yes, it is a fish and I never tried eating it before. But there's humans who do eat them, so I suppose they might be tasty."

"Nya!"

Nekomata ducks back down into the box at the clattering, only to peek over the edge with a glimmer in her eye at all of the spilled candy on the floor. Sure, candy isn't meat, but it's still free food. Free floor food, but food nonetheless.

She gathers what's near her up and pops a chewy swedish fish into her mouth.

"I wish thyish tashted like real fishes." Oh well, it's fish shaped and that's like halfway to being a fish right? "Mmh. Humies eat lots of things that are super gross too though. But I like fish. I bet I could take a shark."

Clara is going to do the right thing, and she's going to pick up the candy that found itself on the floor. She then looks back at Nekomata, and she uhs. "I don't think a bowl of fish would smell too great if it sat out here with the rest of the food." But then again, she's sure a bowl of fish might smell great to some.

She gets a little flush, not as if it can be seen through the costume. "I'm not going to ask what you don't find gross. And you're right, I think you could take on a shark and win."

"But kids pick the best costumes!" says the man dressed as a vampire in his pajamas. "And this way, you don't have to worry about getting cold if you wander outside later."

Hughes is the kind of person who likes to find a sliver lining and offer it to people if they seem down. It's part of of his Dad Mode habits that he's never fully able to shake.

"You're a shark, right?" He smiles a bit sheepishly. "I'm not completely familiar with all Earth animals..."

"That they do, and I was thinking dressing up as a shark wouldn't be this much as a hassle." Clara still has the candied apple, and the velcro around the mouth area seems to be stuck and hard to manipulate with her mitten fingers.

She can be seen frowning as she holds the apple for Hughes to see. "It might be warm, but it isn't easy to eat or drink with this thing. And I take it you're a very silly vampire." The smile returns to Clara's face, and she goes to look for a plate to stick the apple on for later.

"But, yes, the kids told me to go as a shark. And where might you be from?" She asks with a curious look that is barely visible through the badly designed mouth hole. She's just happy that she can at least breathe!

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"Do you need a little help with that?" he asks as he watches the apple struggle. No need for her to wait for her snack if he can help her out.

"I don't know!" Hughes seems entirely too excited about this. "Someone said it's supposed to be a vampire dad and I thought it was too perfect to pass up. Because I'm a dad, too." A beat, and he leans in a little closer, speaking in his best 'spooky' voice, "I'm Dad-ula."

And then a big grin, because this guy is so excited about his costume he can't even begin to explain.

"Yes, please, and thank you!" Clara sounds relieved that Hughes is going to help her with this poor choice in shark costumes. And if he can see her, Clara is smiling. "I'm a teacher, so that's where the kids come in."

"But what does Dad-ula do? Does he change lightbulbs in the cellar? Wear dad sweaters or and make lots of dad noises." Clara's tone is playful, and she tilts her shark head to the side just so she can get a better look at Hughe's costume and she offers him a fin.

"And you can call me Jaws."

With a little direction, Hughes will get Clara to the point where she can enjoy her apple. He's nothing if not a helpful soul, even if he can be a bit eccentric about it.

"I don't know, exactly, but I like all of those ideas. I wonder if my wife will let me wear the cape around the house while I do chores for her..." No, Hughes. Gracia will not let you wear that cape around the house because you're going to get yourself hurt climbing on a ladder with that thing on. You should be grateful she's looking out for you.

"Jaws, huh? That's an interesting name for a shark." He doesn't know the reference at all. Sorry, Clara.

"Jaws is a fitting name for a creature that's got a mouth full of pointy teeth." She figures as much, and it might be a good movie night movie. "But the name of the shark comes from an old Earth movie about a big shark who eats people."

Clara lets him do what he needs to with the costume in order to make much of anything revolving around eating easier. And Clara is considering heading to the TARDIS to see if she can find something cute to replace it with. And with her head sticking out of the shark's mouth, now Hughes can see the look of relief on her face.

"That sounds like a great idea, and I don't know if you have kids, but I bet they would get a kick out of it." Clara finally takes hold of the candy apple's stick, and she takes a great big bite out of it. "...Mph...good."

He can't help but chuckle at her description of her costume's origin. "Rather ironic that you're wearing his 'skin' tonight, then." Maybe it's only funny to him, but he's appreciative of costumes that aim to get a bit of a laugh (as if that wasn't obvious from his own choice tonight).

"I'll have to find a way to show my daughter the costume some day. I'm certain she'll enjoy it a lot, even if my wife doesn't appreciate it." Maybe next Halloween he can wear it around his world? Without the added accessories that obviously couldn't have come from their world, of course, but the base costume should be more than enough for the desired reaction.

"Glad I could help. Seemed a sin to make you wait for the treat on a holiday that's dedicated, at least in part, to eating as many sweets as possible." Even if there's a healthy apple underneath all of that sweetness, the idea still stands, right?

It didn't matter to Clara that the apple was healthy, but the bright red candy coating on the apple was too irresistible for Clara to turn down. She takes another bite of the crisp apple.

And even she thinks the name seems fitting considering she looks like a shark devoured a human, and her head is sticking out of the mouth. And soon she too starts to chuckle with a mouthful of apple in her mouth, and she doesn't seem surprised to hear about Hughes having a daughter. "Oh, how old is your daughter?" And I'm sure, even if she's little, she might like seeing her dad acting silly."

"I really appreciate it. Just next year, I'll forgo something that will cause me this much trouble." She then goes to hold out a fin. "But I don't believe I got your name, Dad-ula."

Oh, Clara, you don't know what can you've opened by asking about his daughter.

He smiles brightly, digging in one of his pockets for his wallet and then pulling out a small photo of a little girl with pigtails and bright green eyes. "She's five now - can you believe it? I swear it was only yesterday my wife and I were bringing her home from the hospital, all wrapped up in her cozy little blanket. And now look - she's practically a grown woman!" Is it obvious how proud and excited he is about his little girl? If not for the beaming smile, the 'light than air' feeling he gives off should do it.

"Seems like a fair idea to me." He chuckles and takes hold of the offered fin gently. "Maes Hughes. It's nice to meet you, Jaws. Unless there's another name you'd prefer I'd call you?" It's a party, so he won't worry if she doesn't want to give her real name - that's the sort of thing that can wait for a day when there aren't costumes involved.

Clara leans over to take a good look at the picture, and her face softens at the look of Hughes daughter. "She is absolutely adorable! And I could see the look on her face if you wore that costume around the house as you did your chores." She takes a step back, and she takes another bite of her apple. And she always loves when parents care this much about their children.

"Time seems to just fly by when it comes to kids. All of the teachers who have been at the school have told me this too, and I believe them." Clara is still all smiles, and she then extends her 'fin' to Hughes. "You can call me Clara." She has no idea that people have been looking for her of the future, but such as life as a time traveler and a visitor to the Nexus.

"Or maybe Clara Jaws the Candied Apple Shark."

"Maybe someday I'll show her, then. Just have to figure out how to explain a costume when my world doesn't have a holiday like Halloween on it." He chuckles as he puts the picture back into his wallet and then stuffs it back into his pocket. There's no doubt in his mind he'll find some way to do it, but it'll take a little time. And a cooler head that isn't buzzing with excitement over the outfit itself.

"Clara?" Hughes pauses mid shake to raise an eyebrow at her. The name isn't uncommon, but since someone asked him to be on the lookout for a Clara, he can't help but wonder... "You wouldn't happen to know someone called 'The Doctor', would you?"

"You might not have Halloween, but I'm sure it isn't completely out there to dress up in costumes for fun. Back on Earth there's plenty of places where they don't celebrate Halloween, but people still do lots of silly stuff with costumes for fun." Clara tries to suggest, and she then goes to take another bite out of her apple. Now these are a bit of a treat, and she makes a note to take one with her at the end of the night if there are any left.

And then there is a rise of an eyebrow. And she finishes the bit of apple that is in her mouth. "Course I do, now what trouble did he get himself into?" She has no idea The Doctor he is speaking about is not exactly the one she is traveling with.

"He's dressed as Sherlock Holmes, and I don't exactly know where he wandered off to."

Hughes puts a hand to his chin as he thinks through the idea. "Like playing dress up with my daughter? Or helping her put on a play for my wife?" It seems to him that the only way he can find an excuse to wear the costume again around his family will involve her. She and his wife are pretty much his reason for living most days.

"Wait, you mean... he found you?" That makes one of his eyebrows climb toward his hairline. "But I thought you were lost?" He's missing something here, he's sure of it, but he can't tell what it is. This whole time travel thing is a hell of a lot messier than he's even begun to realize.

"If you think she would like playing dress up or putting on a play with you and your wife." Clara claps her hands together, and she tries to picture Hughes family having fun. And it doesn't take long for Clara to smile at the idea of a family of her own somewhere in the future.

But she shatters her thoughts all together as she takes in a deep breath. "Lost? No. I'm not lost. At least I don't think I am." Clara then whips around with her tail nearly taking out a table, and she starts to wonder if The Doctor decided to wander off to get into trouble. And she knows about regeneration, but she has no idea there is another Doctor or Doctors in the Nexus.

"He didn't leave me here again, did he?"

He frowns at Clara's questions. Even taking that time travel thing into account, how can she not know if she's lost? Or that people think she's lost?

"Well, it's just..." A beat as he runs a hand through his hair, trying to settle his thoughts. "A friend of yours told me you were missing, said I should call him if I found you because this Doctor fellow was looking for you. It's a little confusing, really, but he was still worried about you.

"...are you sure you're not lost?" He's really getting hung up on that part.

"Friend? You're the first person here I've met here." Clara reaches her hand up to rub her head, but it does nothing more than to nudge the mouth of her costume just enough to cover her face. And she's quick to fix it.

... "So I don't think I'm lost unless The Doctor ran off." She sighs, as she looks around to see if she can find him anywhere. "...Again." But with this many people, it is proving difficult to spot him anywhere.

"But tell me about this supposed friend of mine."

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