1st Annual Halloween Block Party!

[iam_senpai]

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

Comments

[smartass_captain]

"You have no goddamn idea."

Jim pinches the bridge of his nose and wishes suddenly that he did have another drink. Even if he shouldn't. The beer that kid in the shiny getup next to Han looks so nice and Jim almost gets up to go get himself one. Instead he takes a deep breath and shrugs.

"Never had anyone stick around this long before. I can spacejump three miles down onto a drill the diameter of a large dinner table, but dealing with relationships? Shit, I might as well be the world's biggest idiot there." He chuckles at himself before shrugging. "You looking for anyone tonight? If I know 'em I can introduce you guys if you'd like."

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Kirk is more like him than he isn't. It's a fact that Han makes himself ignore a lot of the time, because he wants to be righteously angry at him. He's not all that sure why, even. It's not because he's stuffy. He's not the Mr. Rules and Regulations guy that he thought he was upon meeting him.

He's successful. He has a crew that would follow him anywhere. A nice, new ship. More capital than he needs to sustain his work.

"Me? No, I don't need to meet anyone. I got my hands full with the most deadly woman at this party. I can't tell if she's here yet, or not. You only see her if she wants you to see her." Spies. You gotta love them.

[smartass_captain]

Jim blinks once, then looks around the party very seriously suddenly. The most deadly woman at the party? But that would mean...

"Is Dia even here? I didn't see her when I came in." There's an awful lot of deadly people in the Nexus, and the Black Widow isn't someone Jim has had the pleasure of meeting too terribly often. For some reason they just don't seem to hang around in the same place at the same time much.

Strange, really.

"Shit. You and her, huh?" Jim grins. "Good for you though."

[twelve_not_fourteen]

"The broad with the sabers?"

Does it count as one lightsaber or two when they connect in the middle like that? He didn't even know they made them like that - truth be told. Not that there was a lot of circulation of information on lightsabers to begin with. Han wasn't even sure they were real.

"While I grant you that I wouldn't want to mess with that lady either, I was talking about Natasha." There he goes again, presuming that the Starfleet Captain must have met the Black Widow at some point.

[smartass_captain]

"Natasha...I don't think I know her."

Jim shrugs after a moment. He's sure if Han pointed her out he'd recognize her if she's a Nexus frequent, but Jim certainly hasn't spent any time with her. He'd remember a deadly woman with looks to spare, after all.

"You said deadly and I assumed you were talking about the ex-assassin."

[twelve_not_fourteen]

"This one doesn't really talk about what she's done."

Nothing against Dia, she is formidable and that she could be force-sensitive is terrifying if you believe all those stories people would tell about the Sith. It's just that the people who really made Han nervous are the people who don't look dangerous, but something inside of you says that they are without knowing why.

That's Natasha through and through.

"Anyway, if you see a red-head hanging around with the most incredible ass that you've ever seen, that's her."