Who: Cain
godchild (current son of Mille Feuille) + anyone who responded to his
text, or wants to crash
Where: Midnight, Cemetery in Espoir
Style: Whichever!
Status: OPEN
+
[Cain arrived punctually, five minutes before the proposed time of the meeting. He'd climbed out of his window with a sack full of goods, bottles of drink, a ouiji board, a deck of cards, some food he'd swiped from the kitchen - and so forth. Supplies to make the midnight meeting worth the while of those who showed
[Setting the sack down between gravestones, Cain shrugged out of his dark coat and waited, hoping the girl who responded would make good on the candles. It was fairly dark]