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fjordicswaggerFor a couple of minutes, Tamsin had contemplated the idea of just opening up Town Hall for the party, but... what would be the point in that? People were fired up on hormones, people wanted to get laid, you needed a space small enough to get 'em close together. So to speak.
Also, this way she got free booze out of the deal, so-- win win.
She'd hung the black sheets back in front of the large store windows (partly to keep the light out, partly so it was slightly less obvious the house was technically a shop she was technically maybe squatting in). She'd tossed a ton of pillows and an old mattress on the floor, since she didn't actually have a sofa, per sé. The rooms upstairs were... well, okay, they were rooms.
And there was a table for incoming booze. With solo cups. Of course.
Perfect. Time for a party. If anyone had seen the posters...
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Also, this way she got free booze out of the deal, so-- win win.
She'd hung the black sheets back in front of the large store windows (partly to keep the light out, partly so it was slightly less obvious the house was technically a shop she was technically maybe squatting in). She'd tossed a ton of pillows and an old mattress on the floor, since she didn't actually have a sofa, per sé. The rooms upstairs were... well, okay, they were rooms.
And there was a table for incoming booze. With solo cups. Of course.
Perfect. Time for a party. If anyone had seen the posters...
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Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 12:08 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 12:27 am (UTC)Someone was still carrying a grudge from Varnova.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 12:53 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 01:59 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 03:50 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 04:58 am (UTC)THERE WAS NO GOD.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 06:04 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 06:14 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 06:30 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 07:01 am (UTC)She looked around the room. "Or, well, anyone I used a fake death on, I guess. But I don't have any of those handy."
She gestured to her costume (http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/doesdoctorstuff/54143955/8840/8840_600.jpg). Where would she store it?
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 07:09 am (UTC)He asked as he looked down at her costume, too. A lot. It really was wonderful.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 07:16 am (UTC)"You just hit someone with it," Navaan explained. "And then a copy of them falls over. A naked copy. It looks like they're dead! I got a bunch of them in my room (http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/doesdoctorstuff/54143955/12532/12532_600.jpg). I use them for decoration."
Copies of herself, that was.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 07:20 am (UTC)"...Does it have to be the whole person? What happens if you only have a part of a person and hit that with it?"
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 10:58 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 07:25 pm (UTC)...okay, not saying much.
"Most of me is long gone," Bob answered, "nothing you could use a physical spell on. But I do know where my skull is."
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 08:24 pm (UTC)Probably because hers was permanently derailed in the gutter.
"Or is it like the Fun God, who was actually the god of fakes, and a fake death really killed it?"
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Date: 2015-02-21 08:26 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 08:49 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2015-02-21 08:50 pm (UTC)