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sailmods ([personal profile] sailmods) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2022-10-22 12:49 am

on this the night all hallows' eve

who: the living and the damned
when: October 31st, 8PM to 11:59 PM
where: around the main pool on deck 6
what: HALLOWEEN PARTY, 1/2
warnings: TBA

[as you exit the elevator and walk towards the pool deck on Halloween night, you follow a sort of labyrinth of panels and decorations. about halfway through the maze, a scythe swings into your path, and a tall animatronic crackles to life:]

It is harvest time. I can smell it in the air. And I sense your soul is ripe for harvesting as well. When your time comes, my scythe will cleave your soul right off the vine like a ripened pumpkin. Time for carving!

[welcome to Halloween aboard the Serena Eterna.

the Infinite Spirit Halloween has been put to good use by a crack team of Mizuki and Ebalon, and half of it seems to now be located around the deck on the main pool. the pool has been dyed a swamp-like green; fake plastic vines and (hopefully) fake plastic limbs float in the waters. there are fog machines studded throughout that are putting out a frankly dangerous amount of fog, and it can be pretty difficult to tell if your next step is onto the floor or directly into the pool.

there is food available on a long table on the side, but it’s entirely the usual fare found in the buffet, though there are also two punch bowls: one is a delicious fruit punch, and the other is about 99% vodka and then a single orange. the bar is also open, with extra liquor bottles scavenged from the other bars on the ship. Halloween music plays from unseen speakers.

Friday is here, and dressed in costume, but never seems to stop fussing and rushing around long enough to actually have a conversation with. but, hey! Jenny is here! hooray!

have fun. you have ‘til midnight.]
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[personal profile] not_the_last 2022-10-26 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
She laughs again. "You're doing a very good job confusing the innocent right here. Let's see, what if ..."

And she crouches down, close to the floor but not quite sitting down, and moves to set Erin down on her knee. It's close enough to the floor that she can easily hop down, if she likes ... or she can stay where she is when Cassandra releases her with one hand, keeping the other cupped around her back.

Softly: "How's that?"
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2022-10-26 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Glorious," Erin breathes. She doesn't move, doesn't leave; her heart is going a mile a minute as she occupies Cass's knee.

Head tilted up ever-so-slightly. Face filled with longing.
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[personal profile] not_the_last 2022-10-26 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
The first pang hits her at the sight of that longing, a sudden fear that there isn't anything in her that can answer it.

But she bites her lip and smiles, and lifts her free hand to rest it gently on Erin's head, and strokes the soft yellow hair. Because she can do that, at least.
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2022-10-26 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
A pleasant shiver runs through Erin at the gentle touch. A soft sigh escapes her, and, insanely, she wishes she hadn't crushed down her Mantle for the sake of cosplay. Spring should be celebrating this perfect moment.

When Cass stops Erin sways in little motions. "I've got to try that again," she murmurs. "When I'm taller."

Erin hops down before she loses her nerve.

Gets three steps away.

Runs back to hug Cassandra's leg tightly.

"Thank you."
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[personal profile] not_the_last 2022-10-26 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
This time she doesn't fight the impulse: she leans forward to return the hug, awkwardly with one forearm, before letting go.
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2022-10-26 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay. I'm gonna go before I really say something recklessly romantic," Erin promises. She speeds off into the party, almost skipping.

She's not as far away as she thinks when the delighted sounds start escaping.