hadriel_logs | [OPEN, MINGLE] 'cause not all who wander are lookin' for the exit

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[OPEN, MINGLE] 'cause not all who wander are lookin' for the exit

Who: Taako, Lup, perhaps you-- invited or not?
What: Taako's been trying to think of a good way to have a party now that ice hell is over, and the disappearance of his sister's husband and his brother in law sounds like as good a time as any to start denying bad feelings and cheering up his goddamn twin.
Where: Around Horny House, aka Imported House 5-1
When: April 11th
Warnings: Alcohol, food, some stupidity most likely.

The night of the 10th, anyone who's friends Taako or Lup-- especially if you're friends with Lup-- will get a text from Taako. It reads:

hey
come over tomorrow at noon
i took down a totally massive animal and im having a barbecue
also bring a gift for lup
dont tell her dont ask questions dont care what it is just do it
your prize is a significant amount of roasted whateverthefuck that i have tested to be sure it will not kill you
also if you dont show up im going to come get you so see ya then

And sure enough, the next day, behind horny house is a large pit filled with rocks and... something or other spit roasted over it. Whatever it is happens to be very, very big, but you can probably see the smoke before you see the animal. Most of the tables in the house have been dragged out onto the lawn around it, covered in mismatched cups, containers of water and plates of fruit, and something lovingly labelled 'SPACE JUICE (CONTAINS ALCOHOL)' that is being served in a large punch bowl. It's bright blue and smells like lighter fluid, so it's pretty unlikely you needed to be warned that there's alcohol in it. One table simply has a sign that says 'PUT GIFTS HERE', which is pretty self explanatory. There also seems to be music coming from discernibly Somewhere, though it's completely unclear as to where-- seeing as the guy running it is magic, it might actually just be coming from the sun. None of that is especially important right now. What is important is this:

Everyone here is legally required to go care about Lup, or Taako's going to punch you in the head. And not even with magic- just with his little fists. So do it, punk.

OOC: This is a MINGLE LOG- please put up toplevels and tag around! While Taako had people he invited, it's pretty damn easy to see this going down, and if you play by the rules and say nice things to his very sad sister he won't kick you out. Have fun!!!

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[Taako's been busy. Sure, he had intended on doing something like this as soon as everything from the lich fights from last month had calmed down- he especially owed it to Lup, considering the circumstances- but Barry's disappearance had thrown a wrench in a lot of things. Taako had been so, so sure he'd be back with the newbies; there was a difference in when people close to him, but who he could survive without, came and went. Not Barry. Not like this, not when Lup was still here.

(He can't imagine Lup leaving, and he won't even consider it as the hours tick by and Barry doesn't turn up. She wouldn't just leave. It doesn't work like that, and he'll hear no arguments.

So as day turned to night, Taako sighed, cracked his knuckles, and tromped out into the jungle.

Approximately 14 hours, 20 spell slots, and a power nap somewhere in there to regain half his uses, and the man has a party. Is it his ideal party? No. Is it gonna do it's job? Yes, if he can possibly help it. He's broken out his clothes from the desert planet over a year ago, outside in a breezy crop top and shorts, long hair tied up in a high ponytail to keep it off his neck. The wizard hat stays, though-- it's great shade-- as he turns the whatever-the-hell on the spit with a translucent hand.

He's kind of keeping an eye on the guests. Mostly, he's making sure they've gone to see Lup. So when he sees someone, he'll greet them with a little wave, and then bid them over towards him.]

Hey. Great. How you doing. You talked to Lup yet?

[ooc: Feel free to wildcard me or hit me up at

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[This isn't what she wants at all.

Even with her brother's insistence for all guests to come over and crowd his twin, Lup doesn't particularly look very approachable today, the woman's expression a little stony even with her eyes puffy and red from crying, arms wrapped around her middle defensively, lips pressed into a tight line.

It's too soon, the pain of losing Barry still too raw. Wherever he is, no matter what happened during the whole planet shifting, she knows she'll see the man back home whenever they return. But Lup's been back before, twice now, she knows he won't remember anything about Hadriel. Won't know of the struggles they've made through over the last year and a half, the way their relationship strengthened and thrived in this place.

It feels like another part of her life's been ripped from her so unfairly. Why does she keep losing so much time? Why is Barry losing more memories with her even after they've saved the world and then some?

Still, she's here, barely participating, but present. The look that her brother had aimed at her at tugged at her heart, the fact he'd rounded all of this up for her so last minute, it's enough to keep her there. At least for a little bit. So Lup can be found wandering around inside of the house, hovering near the kitchen or standing near a window and peering outside at the new surroundings, for once not starting conversation on her own.]

( Space juice.

... Well, by the smell of it, it probably has fueled something in space at some point in time. Between that and the colour, Kate is violently reminded of too many afternoons spent in a nondescript park, buzzed out of her mind as a teenager.

Yeah, you know what? How about we avoid that for the moment and remain grateful that she had the presence of mind to bring more than one bottle of booze to this party. The first is neatly deposited at the gift table — the larger bottle, label in a language Kate doesn't understand at all, the liquid inside a fetching, firey shade of red — while the second (a much more basic, standard beer, or what passes for beer in this city) stays in her hand, opened against the edge of a table before she takes a swig.

It doesn't smell like it's been bought from some dodgy corner shop that never asked for ID, and that's fine by Kate.

She speaks to the woman of the hour and moves around, idly snacking on pieces of fruit between drinks, weaving in and out of people until the night (and therefore the alcohol) properly settles in. Anyone unfortunate enough to be around Kate after the booze seeps into her bloodstream will find themselves on the receiving end of one slightly ominous question: )

Want to have some fun?

Edited (what is html) 2019-04-11 10:49 (UTC)

[ It's a party for Lup, of course, but it's a party for Barry, too, at least as far as Lucretia's concerned. Just because he's gone now isn't any reason not to talk about or remember him.

It isn't fair. They'd been apart for so long - her fault, admittedly - and she'd been so, so glad to finally see him again, to have his presence in her life. One of her oldest, closest friends.

And now he's gone again, just a few short months after they'd been reunited. Most of Lucretia's thoughts are with Lup, of couse - she's the one most affected, and Lucretia can't even start to imagine what she must be feeling right now. But inevitably Lucretia finds herself at loose ends, sitting alone at a table with a glass of Taako'd disturbingly blue "juice" sitting forgotten at her elbow. She'd brought her journal along like the nerd she is and now is doodling idly - doodling Barry, of course, small, quick sketches of him laughing or smiling hopefully or concentrating hard on something in his lab. ]

[ Wash arrives to the party a little late, hand in hand with Kyna. In his other hand is a small bag, his "present" for Lup that he hopes will be well-accepted because fuck if he knew what she'd like. Maybe he'll get points for effort... he also doesn't know what's happened that this is a "pay attention to Lup" party and not a "welcome to the jungle" party now. But he's here anyway, and he'll try to be fun. However that turns out.

He lets go of Kyna's hand and peels off to set the bag down on what's clearly a gift table, and then to get them drinks because it's incredibly hot. He can be intercepted anywhere along the way, or afterwards when he goes to investigate the roasting creature, or later on when he's claimed a seat on the outskirts of the party because he's still not great at socializing and there aren't many people here he recognizes. Parties have a learning curve, alright? He's doing his best!! At least he didn't show up in his armor. ]

[ The hardest part of this was finding a gift, when he only sort of knows Lup and likes getting people good presents.

(He's bad at presents. He has the fatal flaw of seeing something he thinks is cool and assuming someone else will like the same thing. Because it's cool.)

What he finds for Lup is more of a joke than a proper gift, a little plastic figurine of the Earth version of the grim reaper, tiny scythe and all. He places it carefully on the table and then turns to survey the yard, catching as many unfamiliar faces as familiar ones.

Maybe he'll just hang here for a few and check out the presents. ]

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