[OPEN] GIRLS NIGHT PART TWO

[restinglichface]

Who: Lup and all of Hadriel's ladies!
What: The girls are taking over west island for an evening, to drink and have a good time!
Where: All over west island.
When: September 26th, during the love event.
Warnings: Shouldn't be too bad! I'll update if anything comes up.

[OOC: Please feel free to go nuts under the headers below or make your own! Interact with each other, cut into each other's threads, go off on in pairs on your own, anything! Just have fun!]

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initial mingle;

[restinglichface]

[For those folks who missed the first trip or just might be a little shy with introductions, Lup is quick to make sure that everyone gets a chance to introduce themselves to the group.

There's no playing wallflower in this crowd! Come here with intros! Say hi to each other! You know the drill!]

[unphase]

[Tinya recognizes the elf from the network broadcast, puts on a brave face, and walks over to introduce herself officially. she's a little nervous as there are likely going to be a lot of women she doesn't know, but she's hoping to make a few friends out of this endeavor. she's used to having loads of friends she can rely on, so coming here by herself was a really nasty shock to her system]

Hi! I'm Tinya. I responded to your network post?

[restinglichface]

[It usually is for a lot of folks.

Lup was lucky when she first popped into Hadriel. With the exception of a few missing folks, she already had a built in family and support network here, but she is well aware that isn't the norm. And especially since they've moved to the islands, it's more difficult for folks to connect, to run into one another and make friends.

So if she can help facilitate some of those friendships by dragging a bunch of girls together and letting them go wild, she's happy to keep throwing these things together.]

Hey! [The elf grins, waving the other woman in closer when she first spies her. If it hadn't been obvious over the network that she was an elf, it certainly is now.] Sup, chickadee. How's tricks?

[unphase]

[Tinya would give anything for someone from home to show up, preferably her boyfriend. someone from home who could tell her what had happened to her. she remembers the forest clearing, Jo's arms around her, pain, then here.

she's glad to have the chance to make friends. Tinya thrives on being social, on having lots of friends she can turn to in any set of circumstances, and being taken from that social circle has her seriously off-balance.

she puts a brave face on and goes over to Lup] They're fine. I'm still trying to get settled in. It's really different from home.

your friendly neighborhood murderpotato

[murderpotato]

[Is Gren the only dude here? Probably. But apparently for these outings, he's an honorary lady or whatever. Or Lup just likes having him around so he can carry the heavy shit, either way.]

[He's pretty much here to get shitfaced and hang around with Lup. It's two of his favorite things, really, alcohol and letting Lup talk his ear off about whatever juicy gossip has been going around this former murdercave.]

[So, you want the booze? Gotta grab it from this asshole.]

[restinglichface]

[Good thing this is her favorite asshole.

When the introductions finish and all of the girls start to mingle together, breaking off into smaller groups to start making plans for the afternoon, Lup slips up to Gren's lanky side and plops an elbow on his shoulder, leaning into him like she's done a million times before. After nearly a year of knowing one another, Gren's as familiar as anything in this place.]

We're setting off fires and getting shit-faced tonight, right? Usual plan?

[murderpotato]

[This is easy. This is like clockwork, Lup coming up and leaning on him like it's what he's there for and roping him into some stupid delinquent shit. He's not real big on groups of people that he doesn't know, he's an antisocial motherfucker as always, but it's almost bearable if she swings around sometimes in between being the life of the party.]

Yeah, sure, why the fuck not? Let's fuck some shit up.

[They are terrible influences on each other. Gren will enable any awful, property-damage driven plan that Lup suggests.]

Got somebody in mind? If we're going after the fuckin' powers that be again, my vote's on Love. Fuck that glowcloud bitch.

Re: initial mingle;

[knifecollecting]

[Jo has always hated these things. She avoided them in high school and definitely at her one year of college, but apparently, she's never going to completely get away from them.]

...Hi, I'm Jo. I've been in Hadriel for too long.

a monster and a monster hunter walk into a bar

[murderpotato]

Yeah, join the fuckin' club.

[But it's like, a shitty club? So probably you don't want to join it. It's full of bullshit and alcoholism.]

We ain't got t-shirts, but I got some fuckin' whiskey so that's probably a better deal anyway.

[Accept a bottle of whiskey from this weird one-armed motherfucker: y/n.]

oh fun

[knifecollecting]

[Yeah, that's, like, her entire life. That's being a Hunter.

Jo happily accepts the whiskey and digs out a cup to pour herself much more than one shot.]

Matching t-shirts are for lame people anyway.

campfire;

[restinglichface]

[The early evening feels promising. After the storm two weeks prior, everything on the island feels calm and still, a few clouds rolling in overhead, but otherwise nothing to keep the women from enjoying a little campfire and laying out under the stars besides the chill of the sea breeze.

But Lup's campfire - magical, of course - is the perfect relief for the chilly wind.

Here's for any outdoor fun. Sit by the fire, tell stories, roast s'mores, go for a dip in the ocean if you can stand the cold - anything at all!]

for lup :3c

[sciencelizard]

[Alphys has been enamored with the idea of this since Lup mentioned it, and as soon as everything's set, there's no way she isn't going to actually get to watch. The sun may not be completely set yet, but the sky is already beginning to twinkle and Alphys can be found a bit away from the group, her head tilted up towards the sky. She seems kind of entranced, squinting into the dying light to make out some of the pieces shining through the sunset.

As usual, though, she is out on her own. Maybe she needs a little help getting back into the party, or someone to join her.]

[restinglichface]

[Someone to join her, you say?

Without warning, a blanket is dropped along the other woman's shoulders, thick and warm and so very soft, before Lup slips into view and plops down onto the ground at Alphys' side. With her hands stretched out behind her, propping herself up, the elf tips her head back and follows the trail of glittering stars upwards - up and up and up until her whole head is tilted back.

It's a view that never gets old, not after Lup spent so long without the stars, but her handful of years is nothing compared to how long it's been for Alphys. This moment is special for the younger woman, and Lup is happy to do what she can to make it as memorable as possible.]

So, what's your favorite?

[sciencelizard]

[As always, Lup takes her by surprise. The spines on Alphys' head perk up, looking for the source as the fluff finds her shoulders, and finally finds Lup as she settles next to her. Should have known she couldn't be off alone long before she was tracked down.

At Lup's words, she tilts her head a moment, looking quickly between her and the sky.]

My favorite... s-star?

[She never knew much about the sky. That was always Sans. But she looks back like she's trying to pick or find any discernible difference.]

I mean, they, uh... they all kind of look the same? I think. Maybe I haven't looked at them enough.

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery wants to go into the water. fortunately for her, she came prepared in a cute bikini that shows off all of her best assets.

what? just because she's not looking for a relationship, it doesn't mean that she doesn't want admiration. she thrives on such things. so she wades hip-deep into the water and splashes some at those on the shore]

Come and join me! The water's not as cold as it looks!

[dreamsallotted]

[Seel likewise came prepared to show off all his best features. His hair is done in his now typically colored braids and dreads, elaborately bedazzled with feathers and beads and leather strips. He was likewise wearing clothing that looked put together at random, cloth and leather strips with fur, and yet, somehow he made it work. Maybe it was the attitude.

As for relationships, he was always looking for something. It was a pity Margaery was a woman though. Not one to shy away from nudity, Seel unbuckled the ties and belts of which there were far too many for such a skimpy outfit and let it fall to the floor. It should have been immediately obvious he was not human. And did not care in the least.]

As long as it doesn't smell like sulfur it can be any temperature and I'll be happy.

[He loved Saltrock, and using that sulfur lake had been smart, but let's face it. His little town stunk. Literally.]

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery has to admire the stranger's sense of style. and that hair! she's never seen anything like it before, but it seems to suit him perfectly.

she's waiting for the chance to go back to a man she loves and is pining after an elf she knows she cannot have, so that's quite enough for any heart to bear. and she doesn't look directly at him as he undresses, that would be rude, but she gets a good enough look to know that yes, he's no human man]

I can assure you it doesn't. It smells like [she takes a sniff] some kind of seaweed with a hint of salt.

[anything would smell better than Blackwater Bay]

indoors and ready for cuddling;

[restinglichface]

[Unfortunately, as should have been expected, the weather on the islands is never truly predictable. The rain comes in before it goes completely dark and Lup doesn't waste any time in navigating everyone over one of empty imported houses for the rest of the night.

With six bedrooms and a whole lot of floor space, there's just enough space for any of the folks who want to tag along. Indoors and out of the rain is the perfect time to build a blanket fort or to get your cuddle on with someone close. Make new friends, reconnect with old ones, whatever you like!]

[outofthefire]

[she hasn't made a blanket fort since she was twelve. Donna and Maddy were there and they wrote in their diaries, talked about boys and kissing with tongue, and each took their share of a forbidden cigarette. she still misses both girls terribly and wishes there was a way they could come here and stay with her.

but in the meantime, she's happy with the friends she has here, Lup being one of the foremost among them. she's got her blanket fort all open and ready for anyone to join her and she might have a flask of almost-whiskey to share with those who do]

[knifecollecting]

[Since she lives on the west island, she's tempted to go home at night, but that seems like cheating.

Instead, she's brought an extreme amount of blankets to make a pile wherever they end up sleeping. And some food to share.]

Now, where are the drinks?

[unphase]

[Tinya takes some of the food to eat and tries to not think about whether or not it's vegan]

I don't know. Someone has to have something, right?

[knifecollecting]

I hope so. [She's going to be so sad if a girls weekend doesn't even have alcohol.]

I didn't have anything to bring myself.

[unphase]

[she's already had one sad girls' night where she wound up dragged home by her mother in front of everybody, she's going to rebel if there's no alcohol]

Neither did I. I didn't know I was supposed to bring something.

[restinglichface]

Did someone say drinks?

[Naturally, Lup appears just in time with an armful of various bottles of booze. Time to pick through what she's managed to scrounge up and get wasted.]

Got a preference, lady?

[knifecollecting]

[Perfect timing, Lup. Jo studies the offered bottles with a thoughtful hum.]

The clear one. Is that normal?