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

[heirtothedragonsfire]

Isidor stares at him with all the patient disapproval of an elder sister too used to watching her younger brother fret needlessly. She waits until he's definitely done. "Remember it. And don't ever say we never helped you."

"What's the point of money and connections if you can't put them to good use?" Maybe, just maybe, this time Harrowheart will get to see the good a bit of wealth can do. Her light heartedness dims when she tilts her head at him. "Are you ok? You look like you could use a seat."

[westfallcorndog]

Harrow nods along with her order. Remember it. He can do that. He thinks. He's going to have a hard time remembering tonight, he's sure, but it's very hard to forget kindness. And Isidor, of course.

He realizes only too late that he's still nodding when she suggests he sit down. He tries to counter with a, "N-no, I'm just!..." Don't say 'overwhelmed,' don't say 'emotional'...

"Overwhelmed." Shit. "Emotional." He sighs and laughs and shakes his head and ends it all by admitting, "Drunk and embarrassed. Maybe we oughta sit down, yeah. That's a good idea. Yeah."

With some difficulty he reaches onto his back and removes the sturdy plastic prop shield strapped there. When he bends down to set it on the ground he begins to lose his balance and laughs at himself as he sways, but ultimately he succeeds in the very challenging task of setting down an object. But rather than sit he stands again and puts a hand on Isidor's back, then quickly crouches and puts his other arm under her knees to scoop her up. Her weight must not be much to him, as he does it all in total silence and without a change in expression from glassy-eyed drunkenness.

Lucky for her he doesn't hold her long. He quickly crouches and sets her down in the bowl of the shield as gently as he can, then apparently decides it's his job to make sure any stray pieces of her dress' white fabric are with her on the shield rather than the filthy ground. And with that done he unceremoniously flops his own ass straight onto the dirt, where he sits with his wrists on his bent knees and his shoulder very close to hers.

A few seconds of staring at the fire pass before he turns to her with sudden surprise and asks, "Did you mean someplace private?"