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Minako Aino ([personal profile] loveandduty) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-06-06 03:37 pm

Party Time

Who: Everyone who wants to attend.
What: It's a party for all, but the pairing up part is for singles only.
When: Day 19 of Fiddlesticks
Where: Gym Carriage
Warnings: Who knows atm just Minako being Minako will add more as things happen.

[Minako figured she did the best she could for the party. Though she also wondered if perhaps she might not have that many people come. Sure she wanted to put singles together, but at the same time, she simply wanted people to have fun.

In the dressing carriage, people will find costumes and masks that were more gothic in nature. There was food and hopefully some forms of sweet treats for those looking for it as well as a variety of drink, mostly non-alcoholic.]

OOC: Examples of the type of outfits and such can be found here: costumes and
masks]
agathokakological: Didn't you have a flaming sword? ([005])

[personal profile] agathokakological 2020-06-12 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley is not interested in snacks, but has been hunting for alcohol nearly every moment since they've arrived. It has been quite a while since Crowley had partaken in any such pleasantries, and it would take quite a lot of it to get them properly drunk, so that part was likely off the table for the night's occasion.

Elena was well dressed, and seemed vaguely of-age to know where to find the liquor, so Crowley slid closer, tapping on their empty glass.

"You wouldn't happen to know if there's a bottle of red stashed anywhere, would you?"
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[personal profile] rookiemistakes 2020-06-12 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Elena gives her new companion a quick look-over. Good, someone who also appreciates the finer points of fashion. She gives him a brilliant, but rueful, smile and shakes her head.

“Wish I knew. Haven’t gone this long without a drink since I was in school.”
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[personal profile] agathokakological 2020-06-12 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley returns the smile for a moment before a look of mild disappointment takes over their corporation. There had to be wine available, the spider had reeked of it earlier. But then again, maybe that was why Crowley couldn't find any.

The demon didn't make a habit of miracling their own drinks, but if they had to resort to turning water into wine, they would.

"Tell you what, if neither of us can find a bottle in the next ten minutes, I'll fetch something special for us to share."