Laissez les bons temps rouler! [Mirror Two]
The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again.
And not just booze (Although the booze was considerable)! The Compound kitchen and Hub were stacked with food, the whole of the Compound decorated inside and out, swathed in bright greens and purples and golds. It was warm and festive and increasingly loud as the night wore on.
The clothes box was overflowing with velvets and silks and feathers and beads, oh so many beads of all shapes and sizes, and were you an industrious sort of person, you collected a handful early for bribing later on.
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And not just booze (Although the booze was considerable)! The Compound kitchen and Hub were stacked with food, the whole of the Compound decorated inside and out, swathed in bright greens and purples and golds. It was warm and festive and increasingly loud as the night wore on.
The clothes box was overflowing with velvets and silks and feathers and beads, oh so many beads of all shapes and sizes, and were you an industrious sort of person, you collected a handful early for bribing later on.
[OOC: This is your second Mardi Gras MIRROR POST. All new top-level comments should be made to this post. Please see the post in slated before tagging in.]