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((Okay, the party will be divided into two parts, one taking place before midnight, and one after the Halloween spell is starting to work. This is the first part, obviously. The other will be posted immediately afterwards but takes place roughly five hours later or so, in game time. Remember, this post is for partying only, and no people-turning-into-their-costumes crack!))

ASK NOT FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS, IT TOLLS FOR THEE


Jack watched the words that were magically carved above the door to the Great Hall, in plain view of everyone entering it, and he smiled secretively. Everything was set. Tonight was going to be interesting. Who would have known magic could prove to be so useful? He made a mental note to investigate this even more for next year. Now that Sally was here, he'd be able to discuss it with her at great length. She always had such lovely ideas.

Since Jack was not exactly a beginner in the scaring people business he had carefully checked out the atmosphere of Hogwarts and gotten a distinct impression of what was considered frightening here. Outside the Great Hall the lights were out and shadows lurked in the corners. At irregular intervals (but always when one was least expecting it) the mad cackle of a deranged evil clown echoed through the Entrance Hall. Small cats black as midnight stroke around the walls, not speaking to anyone but constantly smiling evilly at anyone passing them, showing gleaming, pointed teeth. Also, because Jack never had it in him to resist the absolute classics, bats were hanging upside-down near the ceiling.

Inside the Great Hall, it was less dark and spooky, but still obviously Halloween. Cool white mist was trickling along the floor. Jack-o’-lanterns hovered in the air around an area cleared for dancing. Along one wall stood a large table with various Halloween treats: pumpkin pie, candy corn, toffee apples, hot cider, mini-cakes and a large bowl of punch.

The Halloween party could begin.

Date: 2006-10-31 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelicbadboy.livejournal.com
Okay, so the cackle was just a bit creepy. A bit, that's all. And Brice would never show that it freaked him out. He grinned widely, showing fake vampire fangs that glinted dully in the darkness, and sauntered up to Mel. She looked very, very... yum.

"Hey sweetheart," he said softly. "You look good enough to eat."

Date: 2006-10-31 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] totallyluminous.livejournal.com
Brice almost scares her, with the fangs.

But then...he speaks. Mel has to hold back a laugh. Yeah. Not so scary anymore.

'You want to try again with the chat-up line, Brice?' she asks casually, snapping her fan (http://www.mercadventures.com/mar31-03processed/Red-Fan.jpg) open and surveying the damage.

They don't exactly match, but the cane and the vampire outfit and the hair? Mel can handle that. Very, very well.

Date: 2006-10-31 07:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelicbadboy.livejournal.com
He thought about it and nodded slowly. "You're right. It's cheesy. Hm. Okay then, second try." He smirked, eyes glinting. "May I please nibble on your neck?"

It was a nice neck, he thought. Thinking that was not at all going to get him in trouble later.

Date: 2006-10-31 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] totallyluminous.livejournal.com
It's no good. Mel bursts into laughter behind her fan.

'Shall we skip the chatting up and go straight into the party?' she suggests.

Walking past him, she whispers 'And maybe you will, if you play your cards right.'

Mel? Clueless.

Date: 2006-10-31 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelicbadboy.livejournal.com
Brice looked very much cheered up at that, and gentlemanly offered his arm. His costume rather called for it. "Oh, let's."

Once they'd entered the Great Hall, he looked around. "Eh. Not bad. You want some punch or something?"

Date: 2006-10-31 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] totallyluminous.livejournal.com
Oh, great. White mist will make it much easier for her to trip over her own feet.

'Go on, then,' she says, holding on for dear life. 'Er. I may have to come with you.'

Date: 2006-10-31 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelicbadboy.livejournal.com
"Oh, I don't precisely mind, darling," he chuckled and supported her over to the food table.

He quirked an eyebrow at the punch. Huh. This Jack guy really went all the way... Oh well, it went fine with his costume, anyway. He took a cup and filled it, and then handed it to Mel before pouring one for himself. After having sipped it he nodded, approvingly.

"This might just turn out to be a nice party, after all," he said and grinned at Mel. "So, whatcha wanna do? Can you dance in those heels?"

Date: 2006-10-31 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] totallyluminous.livejournal.com
'Course I can,' she says bravely, and sipping. Dancing's easier than walking when air is your natural element.

'What are you going to do with your cane whilst grooving, then, angel boy?' she asks silkily.

Date: 2006-10-31 10:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelicbadboy.livejournal.com
"I'll be cunning and lean it against the wall, hoping that no one will notice it and therefore not steal it while I'm away," chuckled Brice and did so, making sure the cane was somewhat hidden behind the food table. He put down his punch and held out his hand to Mel.

"Shall we, then?"

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