xistentia | I see trouble on the way.

Characters: Everyone! Yes, you too!
Summary: Mandy's Masquerade hosts a fantastic Halloween party with a costume contest, some very special cocktails, and a few other surprises.
Date(s): Late in the month of October.
Warnings/Notes: Please mark any threads that need content warnings.

Mandy's is looking a bit festive this evening. Arrayed with spiderwebs, pumpkins, and other ghoulish decorations, the interior resembles a spooky haunted house. Spooky, not scary! Everyone's invited to stop by and celebrate All Hallow's Eve with spirited drinks, excellent company, and a lot of that Magnus flair.

You can loosen up on the dance floor to Monster Mash, Thriller, Dead Man's Party, or maybe something from this list. The spooky sky's the limit! Visit the bar for one of several special drinks you won't soon forget. You can also sample some tasty and holiday-appropriate baked goods, courtesy of the other Mr. Lightwood-Bane. Finally, stop by the table with the MAGIC 8 BALL to learn a little more about your fellow partygoers.

Potions.
drink list

Siren Song
If you're a little tone-deaf, don't fret. This drink will turn you into a master at serenading. It won't actually give you the ability to influence anyone via magical means, but maybe if your song choice is apt, you'll woo someone either way!

Firework!
A drink that comes with a portable fireworks show hovering over its surface. Drinking it will give you the sensation of ingesting liquid pop-rocks.

Blacklight
Does what it says on the tin and makes the drinker glow under a black light. It's also kind of sour.

Frankenstein's Monster
This drink is quite shocking. Not dangerously so, but when you drink it, you'll have the impression of getting a tingling little jolt of electricity down your spine. It's aliiiiive.

To Be or Not To Be (A Daemon)
Drink this and you will find you've been magically swapped with your daemon. It only lasts ten minutes, but hey! You'll get to see how the other half lives. A note: you won't inherit one another's abilities!

Who Wore It Best?
costume contest

Congratulations to our costume contest winners!

In first place for individual costumes...

Rafa wins for his devilish costume and he'll be awarded 2 potions: the first of which will up his luck stat, granting him good fortune in an endeavor (it says "Deal with the Devil" on the bottle) and the second will up his persuasion stat, helping him to be more successful in an argument (it says "The Devil's Advocate" on the bottle).

In second place for individual costumes...

Nico plunders the second place spot and will be given a treasure chest full of chocolates that are rum flavored. Careful, they pack a bit of a punch and when consumed, they'll make whoever eats them feel especially happy. No sad drunks here!

In third place for individual costumes...

Zeke and his amazingly sunny costume are in third and he wins a sunflower plant that will never cease to bloom and seems to have a bit of a glow about it. Plus, perpetual supply of sunflower seeds?

In first place for couples costumes...

Magnus and Alec came first for their portrayal of... each other... and they win a pair of seemingly mundane t-shirts that say "Bennet" and "Darcy" on them. What's that about?

In second place for couples costumes...

Vex and Kenzi delighted with their take on the Addams' family patriarch and matriarch and won second place. As a prize, Kenzi will be given a shampoo and conditioner set that seems pretty innocuous until you check out the writing on the bottles: 'Have YOU ever wanted hair like Cousin Itt? Are you ever in luck!' Just a small amount will make her locks lustrous and smooth. Vex will be given a very lifelike and animated hand in a box.

In third place for couples costumes...

Rose and Kaz were drop dead gorgeous in their mafia-inspired garb. As prizes, they will receive the following: for Rose, a pair of magical die that make music when thrown, and for Kaz, a set of playing cards that are intricately illustrated with astonishing art that seems to move. Watch out for the face cards, they get very opinionated about your playing. They both also receive a chip that can be relinquished to Magnus for a small magical favor.

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[patted on the cheek. the emasculation always would've rubbed kavinsky the wrong way, but he isn't as well-defended or talented a liar about it as he used to be. he cants his head back, doesn't quite keep the grimace off his face. but oh, it's not the friendzone, is it? his eyes cut back to kurt. a certain amount of dates.

kavinsky's jaw drops open. he means to say: i don't date. what he'd mean if he said it was, i'm done dying of a broken heart. i'm dating me. i'm as stupid as a fucking dildo, but even i can figure out, sometimes, after enough of the same fuckup, that i need to stop fucking the fuck up.]

Look me up if you lower your standards some time, [is what comes out instead, eyes hooded, mouth crooked, the vague flicker of disappointed paved over with what passes for charm in kavinskyverse.] Or you wanna just neck. Or feed your friendly local vampire. No uninvited ass breach, promise.

[All of this — the Halloween party to start, consuming bizarre alcohol that makes him sing, being backed up onto a table, kissing — it's all new to baby Blue. He isn't sure what a proper reaction is, but the scowl on Kavinsky's face tells him that some cheek patting definitely wasn't the correct route to take.

Features creasing with incertitude, Kurt slides up on the edge of the table, reaching with the same hand as before to circle Kavinsky's wrist.] To be honest, I'm not sure I have any standards that need to be lowered. [Except, like, don't hurt or kill tiny animals and children?] If you need to feed, though, I'll help.

[Because he's done that before with Rafa. Donating blood, regardless of the fact he's a mutant and has no idea the consequences of vampires drinking it-- if anything, really. It's human (sort of), but he hasn't ever had someone feed off of him in that sense.] But, uhm, [Kurt stops, only long enough to release the other boy's hold,] I'd like to see you again.

[the hand on kavinsky's wrist is so unexpected that he almost flinches again. he would've flinched worse. he was always the sort of boy who could take a punch much sooner than he could accept a hug, and the tenderness of the little blue hand on his arm is

different. he's enjoyed affection similar to it before, fortunately, but it's been awhile. and he's been unmedicated for much of that while. he manages to stop himself jolting, looking at the other boy, surprise flickering over his gaunt-cheeked face. he tries to think of something smart to say. he can't think of anything smart to say.

so he just says:] Yeah? [like an idiot, and he doesn't like feeling like an idiot, so he squints hard at the mutant boy, trying to look sort of model-face about it, at least, the way that his twinky poofy-lipped little face does best.] No shit?

[Bewilderment hadn't been what he was expecting, especially from a guy like Kavinsky, but at this point? He'll take it. And besides, surprising someone else always makes Kurt smile, since he's the one that usually has to deal with that emotion.

Moments like these are easy to comprehend; he's been affectionate towards others, allowed them to touch and hug him and given the same in return, but.

something is different this time. Something harder to explain, even more so than what'd happened a few minutes ago.] None at all, [he confirms.] Is that so hard to believe?

[so there's the obvious part of kavinsky that knows the next thing to do. what makes sense, what would be profoundly reassuring.

he knows what he should do is ask for a kiss. it'd give him back a few man points. it'd put the power back in his hands, and if kurt refused, he could sneer at him for having lied about what he really wants or dismiss him as a prude; if kurt accepted, then-- well, who doesn't fucking like making out? he looks at kurt. still squinty, still model-face.] Okay. Cool.

We'll hang out, [he says, jutting his chin suddenly. he tries to smile and it kind of works, a shadow of uncertainty behind his heavy-lidded eyes, still. no shield of cocaine to protect him from the possibility of embarrassment, or being out of his depth.] You got stuff you like to do? What do you put on your blue alien Grindr profile?

[Kissing is fine, he'll admit; an innocent little bit of necking here and there won't hurt either of them, except when he thinks about it, turns Kavinsky's offer over in his head, it could very well end up in the danger zone. So, what if he is kind of prude? He's learning and there's one thing he does know: leading people on is a shitty thing to do and he's no shitlord.]

Of course, but I don't know what 'Grindr' is. [Is it like that weird Synchr thing? Sounds dirty-- feels kind of dirty coming out of his mouth, too, but there's the off chance it could be harmless. Ha. Haha. Is anything really harmless anymore? He hasn't got a clue.

He returns the gesture, nonetheless, fangs gleaming and tail flicking with vivacity.] I like malls. [Thanks, America.] Arcades, movies, dancing ... We could go for coffee or something, if you prefer low maintenance? I'm not picky.

[does this town have arcades? movies? kavinsky tries to remember the last movie he saw, and it was something sappy and ludicrous in eudio. he tries to remember the last arcade he went to, and he's fairly sure it was earlier than that, when he was young and not quite yet turned off by the wholesome notion of kids playing games together that didn't involve inflicting pain on one another. trespasses large and small.]

Cool.

[it is, actually. kind of... cool. getting a piece of eudio back. one of the good pieces, before or after the broken heart, the grief, the knowledge that even in a perfect world he couldn't find someone to be happy with. but it's a good piece to have. kavinsky stares at him for a moment longer, his hollow eyes blank from thought. then, on impulse, he leans over and blows a raspberry on his cheek, the perennial pout of kavinsky's mouth reverberating fondly.]

I'll call you. The fuck is your daemon's name?

[If it doesn't, they're surely able to find something to occupy their time with, whether it's finding movies of their own to watch or figuring out how to play video games on daemons. Although, discovering an arcade would be a magical moment for Kurt, since that'd been one of his favorite things about the mall. Star Wars aside, that is.

Warmth begins to creep up his neck while Kavinsky watches him, tinting his cheeks lavender with embarrassment. He has no idea why the dream thief's gaze makes him feel exhilarated, arouses his attention in such a way that Nightcrawler can't help briefly glancing away. The heat of Kavinsky's lips against his cheek recaptures his attention, though, urging him to turn back, an abrupt giggle slipping free before it can be stopped. Unexpected, but pleasantly so.]

It's, uh— [ahem] Her name's Sheba. With the 'd' at the end, I guess.

[few of the boys kavinsky wanted before used to blush for him. mostly because he was a bastard. also because he liked bastards. some were worse than he had been, and some better, as far as malicious harm to others went. but they had all been better than him about hurting the people they actually fucking liked.]

Sheba's d. [cheap joke.] Bet it's blue too. [cheaper joke. he winks at kurt, recovering admirably from the discomfiture from minutes before. this is fine. he remembers how to have friends. sort of. mostly.]

Okay, baby. See you on the streets.

I see trouble on the way.

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