Allen Walker || D.gray-man [ Dance Floor: Open to all! ]excommunicatedNovember 1 2011, 00:02:50 UTC
Allen, currently with a pumpkin for a head, stood at the edge of the dancefloor rocking back and forth contently on his heels. He really couldn't remember the build up to Halloween, which was odd to him because it was a celebration he tended to enjoy a great deal.
He was happy listening to the music, watching the shadows flicker on the walls and watching the pairs dance across the open space. It was a good feeling, he hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.
John Constantine | Hellblazer [open]constant_magusNovember 1 2011, 00:31:11 UTC
Constantine was all for parties and mingling, at least most of the time. Nothing better than a few mates getting together, kicking back and having a good time. This, however, hardly counted. Free food was the best thing about it.
He hovered near the edge of the party, trying not to step on the hem of the ridiculous robe he'd found himself wearing, just smoking and watching the others.
Zatanna Zatara | DC & Vertigo ComicsfishnetsNovember 1 2011, 04:03:30 UTC
[Zatanna's just chillaxin', occasionally chatting someone up. Anywhere else, at any other time, she might have been really into this. Just something about being stuck in the late 1920s really bummed her out...]
[She just barely looks over her shoulder in acknowledgment. She's not intending to come off as a jerk, more just... displeased with the whole situation.]
Nn. Even Justice League parties aren't this dull. At least they've the option to turn on half-decent music and eventually Green Arrow and Black Canary get into a fight, usually ending with her punching him in the face. [Ain't no party like a JLA party?] I like your costume.
This party could use a good punch-up - liven things up a bit.
[He tugs at the neckline of the robe, looking annoyed.] Thank whomever arranged this party for that. I look a right idiot in this thing. [He gives her a look.] Probably what you like about it, innit?
No point in just standing around watching this snorefest. Let's do something about it.
Haven't exactly met anyone I want to put the beatdown on yet.
[She slides a hand over the side of her face, covering her mouth with her palm; it doesn't cover her smile, so she removes it soon enough.] Don't go putting words in my mouth.
What exactly are you suggesting? You know I can only move like, an inch at a time in this thing.
[Perhaps it's a lack of spirited, upbeat company that's making her blue. Uh, sorry, can't help you there. Familiar? Now, that I can do.
A portal opens beside her and a figure steps out. Hey, who dressed him in that? It also seems that his usual blue and gold outfit has changed upon entering.]
Hn. You know, when you disappear for months without a word I'm expecting it has something to do with a titannic battle against powers beyond mortal ken. Maybe Satanus or the Spectre is running amok. [Look, he's done some reading in her absence!!] But throwing the mother of all Halloween parties? I'd at least expect an invite.
in the mood for vaguely mean-spirited banter, I see.fishnetsNovember 1 2011, 11:11:05 UTC
[Or, maybe it's Prohibition. But that's already been covered. Repeatedly. (Also that thing where she can't wear her costume or sweatpants without looking like she's crazy.)]
You've done your homework. [It's like he's trying to impress her or something!!] Anyway, I'm stuck. Presumably you are, as well, now. It's 1928 and my magic's wonky.
[And she takes a good look, up and down.] Dig the hat. You can lose the beard, though.
don't be ungratefulpokerfateNovember 1 2011, 11:59:16 UTC
[Probably for the best. He's on the wagon. Alcoholism and magic ineptitude is a potent combination.]
You'd be amazed by how much reading I get done when you're not making me mop the floors and do your laundry, wicked stepmother. Looks like I even get to go to the ball. [Hahaha I'm a jerk face behind the beard. He pulls the hat off and holds it up like Yorick's skull, concentrating on it until it transforms back into the helmet of fate. Relaxing, it snaps back into pointy blue velvet form.] Your magic's wonky. Mine's okay. Presumably because I travelled here myself to get you. You're welcome, by the way. Shame it's not letting me take us both back.
[He sets the hat precociously back on his head.] Merlin had a beard. Maybe you should have a beard too.
I can't believe you'd accuse me of that. :(fishnetsNovember 1 2011, 12:13:34 UTC
Hey, hey. I'm more like stepsister. And don't be ungrateful! Do you know how many people would pay to wash my clothes -- by the way, I hope you remembered the fabric softener. I'd hate to have to beat you for forgetting. [Wow, that's totally unexpected. Or, maybe not.] Gee, you're welcome for coming here to flaunt you can come and go at leisure. Next you'll tell me that no one else is looking for me and everyone's happier without me. [SHOT THROUGH THE HEART.]
Truly, my life is better with you in it. [Where is the sweet caress of delicious booze when you need it...] Oh, and I'm fine, thanks for asking.
maybe you should try being more grateful and then i wouldn't have to B|pokerfateNovember 1 2011, 12:45:21 UTC
I do know how many people would pay to wash your clothes, yes, and those people are creepy. What, you'd rather I actually wanted to rifle through your unmentionables? [asdkjlhadsfjg this woman...] I came here to find you. It took me this long to learn how. I thought you were in trouble and I get here and you're having a costume party.
But sure, let's just talk about how much I suck at being a superhero that I can't even take you back with me. I'm sure some other non-moron in a cape will be along to help shortly.
I am always glad when you come to my bosom :(fishnetsNovember 1 2011, 22:22:31 UTC
You know, a "yes," would have sufficed. [Ugh. She's just going to. Have to. Beat him.] Well, I'd appreciate it and maybe even think it was sweet of you, if you weren't being a jerk about it. As I said, I'm stuck. I came here unintentionally through some sort of portal in the basement that I can't get to reactivate and now I'm being used to solve a murder and I guess there's something about dark magic and I went downstairs and I was suddenly in a costume -- and by the way, do I look like I'm enjoying this party? [COME ON. COME ON.]
Okay, okay. No need to be so damn touchy. [Give her a break, moron. :T]
you just wanted to say bosom B|pokerfateNovember 1 2011, 23:05:47 UTC
Oh, I'm touchy? Maybe it's because you're projecting all of your abandonment issues onto me, and then I'm being made to feel guilty for trying to bring you home! [SORRY HE'S NOT ONE OF YOUR COOL JUSTICE LEAGUE FRIENDS!! ;;] Listen, I'm real sorry I didn't sugar coat the awful, predictable truth that I'm too much of a neophyte to actually get you out of here, but last time I checked you were supposed to be the professional. You were supposed to be the one who knew how to deal with situations this because I sure as hell don't. But no, you'd rather whine about how nobody loves you.
So, in summary, I'll fix my shitty attitude when the big bad superhero, who's being made to fight crime and ~dark magic~ [It's like he's saying the tildes...] and attend parties of all things, fixes hers. Make it quick because I don't know how long I can keep myself here and you'll only feel worse later if we bicker the whole time.
no you can also come to my open arms B|fishnetsNovember 1 2011, 23:23:11 UTC
Are you finished? [Oh, bitch, it's on.] Exactly the point that I'm trying to make! I've tried to leave and I can't. This place has affected my magic to the point where I have to repeat myself several times for anything, if it works. Even with John here, we've not been able to leave yet. And that is concerning to me. [Amongst other things. As if Constantine being pulled here shortly after she was isn't enough to make her suspicious.]
And stop being so bitter. I'd have invited you, if I was able to. Now are you going to try to help me get to the basement and see if we can get that portal active, or what? Because I haven't been able to leave this room since I entered it. Because if you aren't going to try and help me, I'm going to use the remaining time you've got here to punch you in the face.
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He was happy listening to the music, watching the shadows flicker on the walls and watching the pairs dance across the open space. It was a good feeling, he hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.
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He hovered near the edge of the party, trying not to step on the hem of the ridiculous robe he'd found himself wearing, just smoking and watching the others.
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Bit quiet for a party. [He wandered over and is speaking from somewhere just behind her.]
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Nn. Even Justice League parties aren't this dull. At least they've the option to turn on half-decent music and eventually Green Arrow and Black Canary get into a fight, usually ending with her punching him in the face. [Ain't no party like a JLA party?] I like your costume.
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[He tugs at the neckline of the robe, looking annoyed.] Thank whomever arranged this party for that. I look a right idiot in this thing. [He gives her a look.] Probably what you like about it, innit?
No point in just standing around watching this snorefest. Let's do something about it.
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[She slides a hand over the side of her face, covering her mouth with her palm; it doesn't cover her smile, so she removes it soon enough.] Don't go putting words in my mouth.
What exactly are you suggesting? You know I can only move like, an inch at a time in this thing.
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A portal opens beside her and a figure steps out. Hey, who dressed him in that? It also seems that his usual blue and gold outfit has changed upon entering.]
Hn. You know, when you disappear for months without a word I'm expecting it has something to do with a titannic battle against powers beyond mortal ken. Maybe Satanus or the Spectre is running amok. [Look, he's done some reading in her absence!!] But throwing the mother of all Halloween parties? I'd at least expect an invite.
What, the magic mansion wasn't big enough?
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You've done your homework. [It's like he's trying to impress her or something!!] Anyway, I'm stuck. Presumably you are, as well, now. It's 1928 and my magic's wonky.
[And she takes a good look, up and down.] Dig the hat. You can lose the beard, though.
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You'd be amazed by how much reading I get done when you're not making me mop the floors and do your laundry, wicked stepmother. Looks like I even get to go to the ball. [Hahaha I'm a jerk face behind the beard. He pulls the hat off and holds it up like Yorick's skull, concentrating on it until it transforms back into the helmet of fate. Relaxing, it snaps back into pointy blue velvet form.] Your magic's wonky. Mine's okay. Presumably because I travelled here myself to get you. You're welcome, by the way. Shame it's not letting me take us both back.
[He sets the hat precociously back on his head.] Merlin had a beard. Maybe you should have a beard too.
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Truly, my life is better with you in it. [Where is the sweet caress of delicious booze when you need it...] Oh, and I'm fine, thanks for asking.
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But sure, let's just talk about how much I suck at being a superhero that I can't even take you back with me. I'm sure some other non-moron in a cape will be along to help shortly.
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Okay, okay. No need to be so damn touchy. [Give her a break, moron. :T]
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So, in summary, I'll fix my shitty attitude when the big bad superhero, who's being made to fight crime and ~dark magic~ [It's like he's saying the tildes...] and attend parties of all things, fixes hers. Make it quick because I don't know how long I can keep myself here and you'll only feel worse later if we bicker the whole time.
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And stop being so bitter. I'd have invited you, if I was able to. Now are you going to try to help me get to the basement and see if we can get that portal active, or what? Because I haven't been able to leave this room since I entered it. Because if you aren't going to try and help me, I'm going to use the remaining time you've got here to punch you in the face.
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