[open, mingle] ice town

[madamdirector]

Who: Everyone!
What: Lucretia's Ice Festival, pending rebanding by the Taaco Twins
Where: Outside Lucretia's house, Imported Housing 4-3
When: May 10th
Warnings: Hopefully none, God save us, it's a party

She'd organized the Midsummer Festival at the Bureau of Balance for years, so this should be old hat. Of course, Lucretia doesn't have a full staff and the resources of an entire moonbase at her disposal here. Still, she seems to have managed to pull things together fairly well.

The house is open, but the party's clearly centered in the backyard, which truly has been transformed into a cool oasis from the jungle heat. The grass is frosted and shimmering, crunching satisfyingly underfoot and never melting. There are a couple of snow forts stocked with snowballs, a small skating rink, and what looks like a sort of ice slip-n-slide, looking as dangerous as it does fun.

There's also a decorative ice fountain between two tables stocked with food, and thanks to Rey, a donation of beer from the speakeasy chilling in its own ice cooler alongside a little minibar. Lucretia herself is hovering near the snacks, nodding politely at the guests and generally supervising to make sure everything's going well.

[ OOC - this is a mingle log, so post toplevels and tag around! If you have an idea for a cool Ice Thing that may or may not be strictly up to safety codes, feel free to write it in! ]

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Lup l open

[restinglichface]

[Since there are twins involved at this party, that warning above looks real fake.

Lup's still not entirely herself quite yet after the devastating loss of last month, but she's at least trying more than the last party she attended, actually out among the crowd and socializing, floating from person to person, laughing and smiling and welcoming. There's no tears or mention of what's missing, just full focus on a good time. And speaking of good time...

You may run into Lup all over the party, dragging people into dances or over to the refreshment table for snacks, or perhaps, you'll catch the elf having scrabbled up to the top of the frozen fountain, dabbing on top of it.]

[pocketspa]

[Damn right it's fake. Taako was half in half about coming to this; he saw Lup called him out on the network, and he figures that pointed address in Lucretia's announcement was meant for him, but he's not one to miss out on a party and have people wondering why he's around hiding. Nope, if he acts like nothing is wrong, then nothing is wrong and no one asks questions. He just doesn't speak to Lucretia, sticking close to his twin and determined to have a good goddamn time.

Case in point, when Lup has to do her dabbing display, Taako's right behind her, throwing his arms skyward behind her to shoot off two ray of frost spells, little icy fireworks that go off above her head. He's setting the atmosphere. It's important.]

Yeah, suckers! We brought the real party! Check that shit!

[restinglichface]

Your favorite party gods are in da house!

[Hey, since her twin is running on special effects, the very least the woman can do is do a fancy flip off of the frozen waterfall, landing as gracefully as a cat back on the ground, dipping down into the deepest of dabs. Hell yeah, they cool as fuck.]

Alright, who wants one of our special favors? Cooked up hot just for our favorite worshippers.

[pocketspa]

[This was truly too much power for either of them to have. Taako yells a woo! down as she lands, sliding down the mountain with just his feet like the coordinated surfer boy he is. It's easy enough to end up right down next to her, placing his hands on his hips.]

I dunno, Lulu, do you think they've earned something like that? We used a lotta slots making this party already. Unless, you know, we're turning Lucretia into a lizard or something.

[He expects to be smacked for that one but like, come on, it'd be funny. Even if she'd be freezing. Maybe that's part of the point.]

[restinglichface]

[Please someone be looking at them, all of this coolness can't just be ignored, people.]

Don't be an ass, dingus. Also, bee-tee-dubs, not sure if you've noticed, but there's about five million lizards in this place already. If we're turnin' Luce into anything, it's gotta be a little better than that. She deserves like, giant bird woman at the very least.

[It's called compromise, Taako. Look it up.]

- But you do have a point about earning it. Not sure we've been appreciated enough to dig deep into our spell slot pockets.

[pocketspa]

[He slaps her lightly on the bicep.]

Stop being horny, you're arrested for putting me and Lucretia in your furry crimes. I'm gonna toss you in snow jail for this shit.

[Which comes directly with a sweep of his arm, causing a swoosh of snow to take itself off the ground with a wave and dump right over her head. Siblings! They love each other!]

Build yourself a prison for your crimes, go ahead.

Re: Lup l open

[knifecollecting]

[Jo doesn't know about who's missing, but she does know Lup is on top of the alcohol.]

...You're not scared of slipping?

[restinglichface]

[Sounds pretty normal for her, tbh]

Moi? Afraid of a little slippage?

[oh yeah, she's def drunk]

Not in the slightest, sis! Have you seen these sick reflexes? I'd like to see gravity fuckin' try.

[knifecollecting]

Gravity is always vigilant. [And Lup seems...very drunk.]

I would like one party without bloodshed, Lup.

[restinglichface]

[Real drunk. So Jo is absolutely fair.

But the comment makes the elf laugh, just a little too hard, throwing her head back as her skinny shoulders shake, her whole body tipping forward just a touch.]

Sounds like a pretty big ask, sis. This place kinda runs of bloodshed.

[knifecollecting]

That depends on who you talk to. [Rage would certainly agree.]

At least come down and talk to me. I already feel short most of the time.

slams into

[weedbgon]

[ THAT'S RIGHT LUP. Dab your problems away. It's the only answer. Merle does his best supportive whistle because there's no reason he shouldn't be giving his best supportive whistle. It is also at least 50% for attention getting purposes. ]

Now if I remember right, I think a certain someone still owes Merle a dance!

[ And he aims to collect. You better believe, Lup. There's no super secret betrayal cave umbrella nightmare scenario to escape to this time. ]

its my dAD

[restinglichface]

No shit?

[Attention getting it does. Lup's long ears perk up before she even looks up at the dwarf, her mouth already twisting into a too-sharp grin, the woman rising back up though she doesn't make a move to leap down from her icy throne either. Deal with this new height, Merle.]

Can't believe you've been waitin' to get a dance out of Taako for like a hundred years, old man. You coulda just asked.

[weedbgon]

[ Merle feels appropriately intimidated. As anyone should with a tall and powerful icon towering over them. This is where Lup truly belongs. ]

Everybody owes me a dance by now! Y'know, they say everything in its own time, but I dunno. Sometimes you gotta push it! You gotta step up and make it clear!

[restinglichface]

[hello hello welcome to my ice throne]

Ha!

[Merle strutting right up to demand that the whole world owes him a dance? Yeah, that's pretty classic Highchurch.]

Well heck. Guess I've made you wait long enough for a dance, huh? [Lup jumps down to the ground at that, elegant and graceful as ever (though that's mostly because she can like fly now or whatever).] So are we doing one of your patented Professor Merle dances? Not sure if I remember all the moves.

[weedbgon]

[ YES. He has secured the Dance. The party stars have aligned. It doesn't even matter what happens with the Null because Merle Highchurch has already won. ]

I am sure I don't remember all the moves! I just get away with it 'cause I'm the one who makes 'em up in the first place. [ Is that a lifehack? It's a lifehack now. ] Follow my lead, kid!

[ I rolled an online d20 for dancing and got a nat20, so very true to Clint McElroy's spirit, we're kicking off some incredible.... incredible???? Well it's sure interpretive jazz. Sure, that could involve scissor kicks and whatnot, but I also like to picture it a lot like this. It's what we deserve. ]

tags you here too YOU CAN'T STOP ME

[madamdirector]

[ Lucretia knows about as well as anyone that Lup's still adjusting to life here without Barry. It's good to see her here, smiling and socializing, making an effort to live as normal a life as possible without Barry at her side. Even so, she waves off the elf's efforts to drag her over to the refreshment table, her eyes glued to the ice fountain. ]

No, no, I'm fine, Lup...Does that look like it's melting to you?

I WOULD NEVER WANT TO STOP YOU

[restinglichface]

Luce, stop stressing.

[The moment they make it to the refreshment table, the elf's already leaning up against it, long legs stretched out in front of her, drink in hand.]

This is a party, babe. Try and let loose for once.

GOOD

[madamdirector]

[ Naturally, somehow she finds herself at the refreshment table anyway. Lucretia looks around, blinking in confusion and then frowning at Lup leaning up against the table. ]

I know it's a party. It's - there's a lot to take care of. I have to make sure everyone's having a good time.

[ "I have to make sure it's all perfect" would only get her laughed at, so she doesn't say it out loud. ]

[restinglichface]

[Lup can read between the lines.]

Lucretia -

[Lup reaches forward to give her friend an affectionate punch to the shoulder, a little hard, a little too enthusiastic, but playful nonetheless.]

I know you didn't write this into your whole schedule, but shouldn't you having a good time be part of it too?

[madamdirector]

[ Lucretia sighs, but to her credit she takes the punch without flinching, dropping her head a little.

But Lup's right, she knows. She should be having a good time. After all, she needs this break as much as anyone, right? Stressing herself out more just to make sure everyone here has a smile on their face from the moment they arrive...well, it doesn't make sense. ]

You're right.

[ She looks up, smiling, and shakes her head a little. ]

You're right. These spells should at least last an hour. Let's go have a good time.

this is old as balls feel free not to pick it up

[storyseeker]

[It's an odd time for a party, but here they are. A last hurrah before things inevitably go to shit? Maybe. Or maybe they need this regardless of how things turn out—a reminder that even in the grimmest of circumstances, there are reasons to persevere, people worth saving. A light in the darker times ahead.

Either way, Elena wouldn't miss it. She's about to go looking for one of the twins when she spots Lup striking a characteristically modest pose at the top of the fountain, and bursts into laughter and applause.]

Oh, that wins the 'best dab' contest for sure. Ten out of ten.

HELL NAH I WANT IT

[restinglichface]

[Elena gets her and that's just beautiful.]

Well natch, there's no toppin' this chick, but I still wanna see you try.

[The elf cups her hands around her mouth and yells, trying to call for the attention of the whole party.]

C'mon, babe! Dab on your haters!

[storyseeker]

Lup, no no no--have I told you lately that I hate you?

[Of course not, because she doesn't. But she still sucks a little for drawing attention to this amateur dab. Elena sighs, gives her a looks and dabs--not bad, but it kind of falls apart as she cracks herself up. (It's not even that funny!)]

[restinglichface]

[It doesn't matter how amateur of a dab it is, just that her dearest, darlingest friend in the world is dabbing at all means the world to Lup.

She cackles from where she's perched, shrieking out with laughter - not at Elena, of course, but with her - laughing just enough that she doubles over and slaps at her thigh.]

Killin' it, girlfriend!