#thread 14

Nicholas had a list of things he needed to do for this big event of his life. One was invitations, not that there were many he wanted to reach out to, what with not being entirely social just yet. It worked out, made the event cozy and more intimate.

It's what he told himself rather than depressingly small.

He waited at the little lunch spot on the pier, wanting to hit two birds one stone by organizing other pieces whilst asking the broker. Perhaps it was too presumptuous for him to assume Badou even cared about his life, but they'd been through a bit and shared a few drinks around the Plant's birthday. Surely he'd at least come for the booze.

At least, to the killer, Badou was important enough to ask directly.

So this is Pasithee's magic...

In a ballroom full of people, they look at no one in particular, a hand raised as if to touch the air itself. To their mind there is something different but familiar, like wading through water; to their senses, there is nothing. It feels like there should be.

Realizing someone has joined them, their fingers curl slightly as they turn their head. 

@thealastair-moore​

“New year new…home.” The man said to himself, smiling faintly as he walked. His step was determined, certain, but his main objective tonight was to get a familiarity of the area..a feel of its people, if he was ever so lucky. He wasn’t going to start work immediately, after all.. Never stalling, the cambion thus made it to campus, close to where his dormitory had been, and got into the lounge..spotting an individual there. “If you made it your new year’s resolution to try something new..well, look no more. Hi.”

Jody chuckled with the man’s charming entrance and stood up from his place on the couch, discarding his book to the side. His little chihuahua Mouse got up as Jody made to move, but stayed on the couch, looking to the new man curiously but not brave enough to venture forth as his master did.

“Well, as a matter of fact it is. But aside from that, I’m Jody. You must be Alastair, the new professor? I’m the guidance counselor here.”

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@professorxwolf

Ciaran had invited Dhani over for another little cooking lesson. He wanted to surprise Kai with something other than burgers and his go-to steak and Irish potatoes. They had decided on pasta with a homemade bolognese sauce and garlic knots. Easy enough for him to hopefully not massively fuck up, but still nice. “Am I doin’ this right, love?” He asked, grinning as Dhani came over and put his hands over his to adjust the speed of his stirring. When the male’s hands lingered a little longer than needed, he turned a little and kissed the others cheek, then suddenly spun him around in a spontaneous dance step. “Watch your toes darlin’” He teased with a laugh.

“Hey--” Dhani laughed at the suddenly move of the dance step, falling in place with him, despite dropping a blob of dough on the ground. “Watch out for the garlic-- splat.” Dhani chuckled, glancing down before looking back to the taller man. “What’s with the impromptu dance lesson? I can keep time but I’m not.. very smooth with this.”

“Uuh!” It had been a while since the Servant had that feeling of excitement within her. Not only was she able to be in contact with Mordred, but the two were going to attend the Halloween party everyone seem excited for. She would have been at a loss if she were to go alone, but now it seem that this place gave her a reason to go on ahead. Humans say that this holiday was a time for tricks and treats. A time to scare others and party with friends. Fran may have no idea what would be consider scary, but she was going to do her best to try and participate.

Looking at the costumes, Fran look around to try and find something that would fit the theme. She found a nice outfit, something that look comfortable and decent. Before pulling that out, Fran walk back from where they enter to pick up a small carton of fake blood before going back to the costumes and picking a nice, maid outfit. 

[ Bedtime Starters // domestic. ]

@professorfawn​ sent:  ‘I just— I just felt like something was pushing me down, and I couldn’t move at all! Nightmares are really horrible.’

“Do you want me to make you some tea? I know it seems silly, but I find it genuinely helps. Maybe it’s the ritual of it...”

[ Suggestive Sentence Starters ] 

@daisyxlynch​ sent:  “Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I’ll give it back.”

@bloodwynes​

Booker had plans to go out into the forest and spend her night alone, carving figurines out of wood or napping all day, but of course, that simply wasn’t going to work. So instead of having a nice, relaxing evening, the Dragon found herself carrying a bloody bear cub over her shoulder. The creature wasn’t exactly light, and didn’t seem to be enjoying the ride, so it showed it’s discomfort by clawing at her shoulder and trying to wiggle away. Booker was in more than just a bit of pain, but she pressed on and hurried back to civilization, looking for someone that could help her treat the animal’s wound. “Hey, I need some help over here!” She shouted at the nearest person she could find. Booker had her clothes and part of her face smeared with blood, and the cub on her shoulder was moving and wailing like no tomorrow, it wasn’t exactly the friendliest sight. Booker hoped the stranger would be able to see past that and help her out, because the animal was running out of time.

“Holy shit!” Jody spoke mostly to himself, seeing the woman covered in blood with-- not a dog. Was that a bear? That was a bear noise, the strange cry but obviously in pain. He was of the same mind as Booker, out for a pleasant walk in the woods. He hadn’t gotten very far before seeing her and hearing her shout and after the shock of the sight wore off he ran towards her, unsure of what was going on or how he could help.

“What happened?” Jody moved to try and take the animal from her.