one ⛵ why don't you rest your fragile bones?

[disbands]

Characters: Kenzi, Barclay & you!
Summary: Barclay and Kenzi have moved into a lighthouse home, and are throwing a housewarming. Everybody is invited— via Meow Meowd, Kenzi's daemon. Have drinks! Make merry! There are 3 unused bedrooms to abuse, and for those of you with magic, the oceanside location could definitely use some warding/fortification if D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. should ever come.
Date(s): Mid-September 2017, after the fair
Warnings/Notes: Alcohol and potentially other substance use, possibly sexual content, please warn in subject header if so!

Welcome to casa del Kenzi and Barclay, a beautiful oceanside lighthouse with a spacious attached home! Behold, there's a rooftop lounge breathing bright in the open air, a living room with sprawling windows, and two spare bedrooms, all of it in an interesting mix of blue and purple walls within the spacious interior. Check it out! The furniture and decor consist of both modern and vintage choices. Put together, it's as odd a fit as the couple who lives there now.

You might be relieved to know that the raccoon and possum running around are just their daemons. It's pretty clean overall! After all they were expecting guests.

It would appear that Kenzi and Barclay absconded with every bit of alcohol that spawned in the city of Xistentia. You have blue gin, whisky that glows, vodkas in various bottles both plastic and glass, a half-dozen tasteful cognacs, and a range of beers including something in a clay pot that smells rather interesting.

If you're here to drink and/or make new friends, this would be the place. You can also, however, offer to help your hosts with magical wards and protections, considering they're out here on the beach, not far from where newcomers tend to crash and allegedly overlooking the ocean D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. will someday come. (Alternatively, tell them they're daft for taking the risk, however small.) It's gloriously peaceful right now, though.

So maybe what you should really be doing is to go for a swim in the blue water. There's at least one pirate who will race you, and a reformed lady thief who probably won't be going through your pockets if you left your clothes ashore.

Also give them presents. They love presents.

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kenzi - open to all

[moshennik]

[ See Kenzi be domestic, it's like watching a happy, fat tiger in a cage. A huge cage that is exactly to her liking with the best looking mate a tiger can ask for. Kenzi is rolling around in domestic bliss.

Yeah, so maybe it's a bit dumb to be this close to all the action and not somewhere with a better vantage point but LOOK AT THE PLACE AND TELL KENZI NO. Also, Kenzi feels like she's doing good by helping people who stumble into their world whenever she sees them.

Whatever.

She'll be greeting everyone at the party, serving drinks, drinking drinks, she might be convinced to show off her siren powers (you know how she can placate, control, banish, kill, heal, and alleviate pain with her voice) once she brags about having it. Also she may or may not show off her ability to steal thing stealthily off a person, without them ever noticing, thanks to Dyson training her in how to be a Shadow Thief.

So if your wallet is missing, it's totally just a prank. Totally.]

[disbands]

We really ought to see if you can start fires with your voice. Or otherwise cook, [Barclay says. He's currently deep into his fifth or sixth or seventh drink, pleasantly blurry around the edges. Dressed in his fine mix of vintage and contemporary clothing and leaning against the wall, in a lull between small-talk sessions with some strangers who had apparently come from space. Or a different planet. Barclay is not clear on the distinction or how the language is supposed to be used, and right now, he's quite happy being on the ground right here, in this... insert more confused terminology.] At least check if you can do that thing.

You know, we had those drinks in Eudio that one time, [he motions with a lazy hand.] Where the set the surface of the beverages on fire. And we blew them out before drinking them. Very entertaining.

[moshennik]

[ Hot damn he looks good right now (okay, he looks good all the time but still...). She grins her dopey sort of grin that's reserved for whatever lucky man has captured her heart. And that would be Barclay. The party wasn't a rager which was fine by Kenzi, suddenly she was an old, married type of person. ]

Oh honey, I'm never going to be able to cook. [ Sorry Barclay, she's hopeless in the kitchen despite her many jobs that involved cooking or catering. She moves to pat his cheek as she says it, leaning against him after she does.] I don't think fire is a thing that sirens can do. Besides, I'd probably burn the place down trying to light our vodka shots up.

this got marked unread somehow? i'm so sorry

[disbands]

Not with that attitude, you won't, [he says playfully, as if he's really going to try to egg her into starting fires with her superpowers while she's drunk. This just in: he isn't, actually. Barclay winds his arms around her waist, brushes his nose across the sleek black strands of her hair. Breathes deep of the scent of her mingled with that of their home, the combination of perfume and work and sea.

And then, abruptly, he hitches her up against him. Long hands cradling her hindquarters. She is still such a slender thing, despite that food in Xistentia and Eudio were plentiful.]

That's all right. I'll play with fire enough for both of us. And lately, [he shifts his elbows, tipping her knees up -- and open -- around his hips. Unmindful of the clusters of crowd around them.] I've been playing around with spice.

[vexy]

Euuugh.

[ Came the ever-familiar tone of Vex, clad in simple leather trousers and a plain black shirt (very unlike him for a party), the moment he stepped into Kenzi's little lovenest. How gross, he could feel the love sinking into his pores and reminding him of everything he lost destroying his surly nature.

He brought along a few bottles of vodka and a little bag with something special (cw: underwear) for the two lovebirds, though he figured Kenzi would look better wearing it.

With a drink in hand he threw an arm around his dear friend's shoulder and almost scowled. ]

This is disgusting, you know that right?

[ And to think, just a few months ago he had the same sort of set up: domestic bliss. Ah, fuck his life. ]

[moshennik]

[ She tries her best not to look smug at Vex's disdain because she'd been in his TOO PLAIN shoes once upon a time, although she's not about to lord what he'd lost over him. That's not the kind of person she is. She leans against him and just smirks some.]

Yep. Absolutely disgusting. Getting it on the reg from a super sexy, hot, charming pirate man who loves me. It's the grossest.

[ SHE EYES THE BAG.] What did you get me?

[vexy]

[ if Kenzi made the 'e_e' emote on her phone and held it up to Vex's face it might be a perfect match in that moment. Then he rolled his eyes and waved his hand at the bag. ]

Just something for bedtime.

[deathkid]

[ at some point, after he arrives, nico figures it's best to make his way over to the hosts of the party. he spots kenzi, serving drinks, and makes his way over with his gift in hand. it's wrapped in black and white paper, tied with a black bow, because somethings about nico never change.

when he approaches, he notices something different about kenzi. her aura feels different from what he remembers from eudio. it's like vex's in a way, not mortal, and nico feels instantly curious. ]

Hey, nice place.

[moshennik]

Niiiiccoooo-- [ kenzi's aura might be a little vodka soaked but don't worry, she's not going to try to hug you or anything. she just grins and gives him a pat on the shoulder.]

Glad you could make it. [ she eyes the gift before pointing at it and then herself, waggling her eyebrows.] For moi?

vex - ota

[vexy]

[ Vex, for once, was not the life of the party. He dressed plainly, or at least plain in comparison to some of the outfits he was known for before he was dumped in Xist, and seemed to avoid people for the most part.

As such, you'd find him partaking generously of the provided alcohol and frequently staring out the window to the ocean. What was so important out there? Nothing anyone else could see. It was likely just that he had a thousand other things on his mind and a party wasn't one of them.

Still, he showed up to support his friend and that was good enough right? Better than the average dark fae anyway... Feel free to pester him, just don't expect to get too much out of it. ]

[disbands]

[Per Barclay's usual, he's sloshed at his own party but only in a good way. If you ask him, any rate. He's cheerful and polite and convivial, just a bit less restrained than his usual— a side of him that usually, only Kenzi gets to see. It suits him well, after a year spent thawing out in Eudio and a beautiful beach residence to live in now. As such

he regards Vex with compassion today. A long time ago, he would have reacted differently. With skepticism, perhaps some disdain. He'dve thought Vex ought to be making less of a display. But now, he plunks down squarely in the seat beside the fae, and offers him a glowy cocktail with a fat slice of pineapple at the top.] Hello, Vex, [he says.] Long time no see. If you're already getting a headache, we have this very good rehydration stuff in the refrigerator. I can get it with you. Don't mix it with raw eggs, some American already tried that downstairs.

[vexy]

[ Well! That wasn't a sight that Vex expected. He'd always thought that Barky was one of the most reserved pirates he'd ever met, but here he was- all friendly and bearing gifts. He accepted the drink with a smirk and raised it slightly in gratitude. ]

'ello gorgeous. I haven't even begun to get dehydrated yet, but I'm well on my way. [ He took a long swallow of the cocktail and exhaled a long sigh afterwards. He had no idea what it was, but everything seemed to taste the same after enough drinks so it hardly mattered. ] Mmm...

Americans are so bloody weird, I love 'em. Looks like you 'n Kenz are livin' it up here, eh?

[mordacita]

[ Rafa doesn't approach Vex at first. He takes his time, wary of what the response to him might be. Things haven't been easy lately, and given both Rafa's involvement in Nico's attempts to find Mark, and Hunter's arrival, he suspects he might not be Vex's favourite person right now.

He comes to see him when the party's been going for a few hours, and there's been some time for moods to be softened by alcohol. Rafa holds a glowing drink of his own in his hand, and appears quietly at Vex's side to touch his arm. ]

Hello. I thought you might be here. How are you, Vex?

[vexy]

[ By the time Rafa approaches Vex he's well on his way to being intoxicated, but seeing his vamp reminded him that there was a much better party drug lying beneath his skin. Which may explain why Vex's eyes seemed fixated on below his jaw at the moment. ]

Mm... 'ello love. [ He rose a hand to cup his chin, then tilted his head slightly so he could lean in and press his lips against the exposed side of his neck. A breathy, hot groan was released there as he whispered. ] Come to give me a lil' pick-me-up?

nico di angelo ▪ open

[deathkid]

[ nico isn't sure why he's here. he knows kenzi a little bit, but he doesn't know her boyfriend. still, the invite had come and nico figured he might as well go. if only for free food and drinks. he's considering sneaking a bit back to his and will's apartment, so he's standing by the drinks table, perusing what's available to kill some time.

he's left a gift of a black blanket, very cozy and warm and he knows because he has the same one on his and will's bed. hopefully kenzi and her boyfriend will appreciate it. ]

[mordacita]

[ Rafa moves up beside Nico, sliding their hands together by way of greeting. He gives his fingers a little squeeze. ]

No Will tonight?

[ He's gotten used to seeing them together. ]

Perhaps I could keep you company for a while.

[deathkid]

[ smiling at rafa's arrival, nico lifts and drops his shoulders in a shrug. will's busy and he asked him to make some excuses, but nico figures the truth would be better. ]

He doesn't really know Kenzi. Plus, he's been working on his herbal garden lately. Trying to make sure he has a good surplus of stuff in case someone gets hurt.

[ someone likely being him and the thought prompts a wry smile. ]

I'd appreciate that. To be honest, I hardly know Kenzi myself, though I like her style.

[ the all black... definitely appeals to his aesthetic. ]

hanako 'rosalina' nurumi 🌹 ota

[hasitsthorns]

[ Hello, housewarming party, the excitement has truly arrived. With her two boyfriends, no less. Things are still a little noticeably tense between the ménage à trois but they're figuring it out. Rose splits off from them early enough, able to be found wistfully gazing out one of the many windows with a glass of wine in hand. There's a lot on her mind these days, honestly, about Eudio, Xistentia, and cute boys causing nothing but trouble. Not necessarily in that order.

She did bring a gift though for the happy couple and their new abode. It was more Farraige's idea than hers, what with his water-themed puns at any given opportunity. Still! She hopes they like it. Or, if they don't, she hopes it at least causes a smile to come to their faces at how absolutely ridiculous it is.

After a couple glasses of wine, she's gotten on a pink bikini. She seems less worried about revealing her scars than she used to be. But she isn't swimming just yet, instead opting to stare out at the waves as if she's assessing if she's brave enough to actually dive into them. Part of her wants to believe that she is, but hte other part is... unsure. It was only a couple months that she was trembling like a leaf at being in knee-high water, after all. ]

oh my god photobucket is so broken anymore

[disbands]

[Barclay receives the gift two-handed, and he's drunk enough to forget formality-- which means he's pretty damn drunk. Immediately, he carries it over to the nearest surface-- it turns out to be a bookcase that contains only a few books, and quite a lot of seashells retrieved from up and down the beach— and immediately starts tearing through the wrapping. When the doormat emerges, he's pleased, a chuckle shaking through his lean shoulders.]

I love it, [he tells her.] This is the phrase of appreciation, is it not? The contemporary people of Eudio tended to exaggerate with their emotions. But I like it very much, and you must come help me put it outside. [He tosses a friendly arm around her shoulders, giving her a delighted half-hug.] You look lovely. Who's the fellow with the grassy coiff you brought in with you? For some reason, I'd been under the impression Vanyel had come with--

yeah I really need to move my stuff kglaerha

[hasitsthorns]

[ It's actually rather nice to see Barclay having such a good time. And, y'know, just see him in person. They'd always corresponded via text so she has to admit this has been pretty nice, getting to actually interact with the individual behind the words. ]

Yeah, you've got it, [ she answers, barely holding in a half-laugh herself. ] I'd be glad to, dude! [ She doesn't mind the affection in the slightest; she can recognize it immediately as friendly. It's strange to think how much her instincts have changed. She supposes being in a place nicknamed 'cuddle city' will do that to a person though. ]

Grassy- Oh! I call it kelp, myself, but. That's Farraige! He's boyfriendo number two.

rosie here she comes, i'm sorry.

[moshennik]

[ Kenzi is, like her boyfriend, a little tipsy by the time she circles back to Rosie. Mostly because she's on a mission now that Barclay has pointed her in the right direction.]

You-- [ she grins brightly, stupidly as she points at rosie.] You are a gift-giving genius. Teach me your ways.

my body is ready ok

[hasitsthorns]

[ She's already been accosted by the host, so she figured the hostess wouldn't be too far behind! The blond smiles in response, however, feeling a nice buzz after a decent amount of booze. ]

The trick is to not take yourself seriously at all. [ A beat. ] Also maybe be dating a guy with a thing for sea-themed puns. That helps. Does Barclay make unbearable nautical themed ones at least?

rafa - ota

[mordacita]

[ In lieu of an RSVP, Rafa arrives in Hunter's company, with an overlarge hamper of alcohol between them. In all fairness, it seems like there's plenty of that here already, but it's about the best gift Rafa knows to bring in this case. Besides, a party can always use more alcohol. He leaves the hamper with the other gifts, along with a note of thanks for inviting him.

Throughout the night, he can mostly be found mingling. There's usually a drink in his hand - typically gin or whisky, and he avoids the beer entirely.

After the sun sets, he ventures outside to swim in the sea. He will be pleasantly skinny dipping, which is possibly not a socially inclusive activity, but this is a beach and he didn't bring swimming shorts, so all modest eyes should look away now. His speed makes attempting to race him something of a non-starter, unless you happen to be sporting super speed of your own. If so, he'll more than welcome the challenge. ]

[disbands]

Rafaello D'Este.

[It's been some time since Eudio, slightly longer since Pandemonium. Barclay had always liked him, sometimes better than he was comfortable with to be strictly honest with his prudish ways. But there's nothing like an apocalypse to remind oneself of what it is to simply be grateful that the people in your life are still all right. Barclay emerges from behind the vampire where he's sitting, clapping a hand on his shoulder.] You look well, and I saw your husband about earlier.

How goes it? Have you got enough to eat? And I'm not referring to this. [Tap tap tap. A callused finger descends on the rim of the glass in the vampire's hand.]

[mordacita]

[ Barclay arrives, all clicking heels and beating heart and friendly demeanour. The general sounds of life make it hard to take someone like Rafa by surprise. He turns into Barclay's arm, smiling, and he inclines his head a little. ]

Hello, my friend. I'm afraid I do not eat, so this is quite enough.

[ He takes a sip, and takes the opportunity to look Barclay over. It's been too long since they were last together. ]

You look well. Though, I rather miss the other suit. [ His eyes display a bit of a twinkle behind his glass. He hasn't forgotten last Halloween, you know. ]