Happy Halloween!

[thalassino]

The moment darkness settles on the island like a thick blanket, the jack-o-lanterns lining the path up the the warehouse light up all at once. A beat after, the warehouse lights up too, light flooding out of the opened doors and windows, illuminating the decorations put in front of the glass window panes. And then the music starts playing. It's a

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REFRESHMENTS

[thalassino]

[Look at all this delicious food. And those delicious bowls of punch. Though it seems one of those bowls has a bit of an odd effect on whoever drinks it. What does it mean?]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide, clad in a white kimono with long hair flowing down his front, has had a few glasses of that punch now. He is beginning to look somewhat... flushed.]

[Guess who is one of the biggest lightweights ever?]

[Sitting on a chair, he has placed his current glass on the table at his side and is leaning forward. The feeling will go away soon, surely?]

[behisstrength]

[Remember that bat you wanted to chase from your house? With a toffee apple in hand, Motochika comes over, crouching down to try and glimpse past the obscuring veil of Mitsuhide's hair.]

What's the matter, Mitsuhide?

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide raises his head a fraction, making that flush obvious... and then reaches out to rest a hand on one of Motochika's arms. He strokes it downwards a fraction.]

I feel strange.

[He shakes his head, sending his hair flying.]

It's a little hard to focus.

DANCEFLOOR

[thalassino]

[Seriously, who picked this music?]

Re: DANCEFLOOR

[thetrollprince]

[Izaya isn't really dancing. He's more or less just standing there with a wicked grin on his face as he watches everyone else dance.

He's dressed very neatly in a potentially familiar military uniform. It had taken forever to even get it together but Izaya couldn't deny that he was proud.

He had never even been to a party before. The excitement.]

[slum_mercenary]

You know, usually people dance when they're on the dancefloor.

[Meg stood in front of the man she had already deemed 'rude' from his lack of party etiquette (completely ignoring the part where she was being rude herself) with her arms crossed under her prominent chest.]

If you're not going to use it like you're supposed to, maybe you should make room for other people.

[thetrollprince]

[And he doesn't even look offended.]

Really? [Shocked expression.] I guess you learn something every day! Wow.

[He tilts his head at her and smirks.]

Ah? What if I don't know how to dance~? Or don't have anyone to dance with? Maybe you're just being rude. And you know.

[Spreads his arms out nice and wide.]

I'm not taking up that much room.

GAMES

[thalassino]

[Work for those apples, people. Work. For. Them.]

Re: GAMES

[idiotdetective]

[Dancing wasn't his thing and he sure as hell didn't want to mingle. That left the games, and it was one of the things he was actually good at to some extent. First would be the goldfish and easily dissolvable fishnets. Yusuke observed from above and waited.

Waited...

Care to interrupt him?]

[to_takamagahara]

[Yes. Ammy sneaks up behind him, slowly, sloooooowly...

Then snarls, just as he's going for a fish.]

[idiotdetective]

[It was one of those moments where Yusuke shut himself off from his surroundings. Otherwise he might have sensed the long before she decided to try and startle him.

The teen hesitated and the net was gone, and the fish free.] Damn it, I could have gotten that one, too.

[Yusuke shifted over. Oh...it was a wolf... No matter!]

Now see what you made me do. The fish got away.

CORRIDOR

[thalassino]

[Who dares enter the Haunted Corridor. Whooooooo?]

[to_takamagahara]

[Amongst the decor, Ammy is there! ...Or is it?? It actually appears to be made of solid stone. Texture, color, everything.

It's secretly Ammy pretending to be a statue of herself. WILL YOU FALL FOR HER DISGUISE?]

[scaresplants]

[Crowley is a bit drunk, but that doesn't stop him from pausing near the decor and giving it a look with a hand on his hip.]

...You aren't fooling me, you know.

[to_takamagahara]

[--AWW. She sulks, whining.]

MINGLING

[thalassino]

[Any other mingling that doesn't go amongst the rest? Maybe you are just here to laugh at people's costumes? Come laugh your fill here.]

[fablednorway]

Norway was far too used to getting shoved into the strangest costumes by Denmark. So, he only felt natural dressing up yet again. None of the costumes were ever creative and this year was no exception. A cat. A white and gray cat. Fluffy white ears sat up on his hair, a white tail curled up behind him. A white leotard with shades of gray that looked more than anything like one of the outfits from Cats. Appropriately painted to be modest about certain...body parts.

After all, Denmark wasn't here. Completing the costume was a set of cat-like paw gloves and shoes. He liked to think he did a good job. He even had whiskers on his face. Now all there was to do was find someone he could stand by. That's when, of course, he saw the Medic. A familiar face.

He walked over right on over, quietly and wandering through the crowd until finally, he was just next to the considerably larger man. To get his attention, he didn't bother to raise his voice over the music but instead reached out and tugged on his hand. There. That should do the trick.