Valentine's Day Dance

[Carmilla]

"I'll start right now," She said as she glimpsed right, glimpsed left. Grabbed some food, and glimpsed again.

[Blaze]

Okuni palces a hand on Cataclysm and Natasha's (I remember it being Natasha), shoulders and smiles.

"I'll get the drinks. You two catch up."

She heads over to the refreshment and sees what's there!

[KonokoHasano]

"Sign in please." Carla directed, pointing toward a clipboard with a piece of paper on it.

"Huh? Oh, okay." Marco quickly signs his name.

[Bigmouthstrikes]

((I realize that it's waaaaay past V-day, but I'm going to continue this thread because it's always fun))

"Sign in please." Carla directed, pointing toward a clipboard with a piece of paper on it.

"Huh? Oh, okay." Marco quickly signs his name.

"Anything you might be interested in?" Carla asked, "We've got party favors, refreshments and dancing."

Okuni palces a hand on Cataclysm and Natasha's (I remember it being Natasha), shoulders and smiles.

"I'll get the drinks. You two catch up."

She heads over to the refreshment and sees what's there!

It turns out that there are lots of things there! There are pink, white, red and purple punches. There's a set of heart shaped cookies that looks like they break in the middle and boxes of chocolates free for all to take.

"I'll start right now," She said as she glimpsed right, glimpsed left. Grabbed some food, and glimpsed again.

There isn't food, so much as cake and candies. It'll all lined up next to an opposite table full of plastic party favors of different kinds.

*Flo enters the bar/store.* Did I hear there was a party here?

"There is indeed." Nathan said, smiling at the woman who apparently still wore a goddess's form. "Is there anything I can get you?"

"Need any refreshments?" Natalie asked from behind the bar. Her normal blue dress had been replaced by a purple one, but that seemed to be the extend of her changes.

Suddenly, Mischa felt a tap on his shoulder.

Mischa waves to Natalie. "Oh, you're looking pretty normal," he says. "And sure... a cola, maybe?"

Feeling the tap on his shoulder, he turns to see who's behind him!

And lo, standing behind him is the short, cute witch he saw when he came in.

"You're not dancing with me." She observed, "And it makes me sad."

She put on a fake frown, but her eyes grinned brightly.

[No idea, actually. I kinda like Natasha though.]


The woman arches an eyebrow.

"I could do with a drink, sure...darn human throats. But then you have to tell me what you've been up to!"

"Existing." Natasha said as she pored him a drink. "How about you? Still up to causing trouble at every opportunity?"

[Harri-chan]

Elliot arrived at the store, typically late. Not one for dressing up formally, he wore clothes much like he did every other day, but the t-shirt was pink, with a silhouette of a little girl, holding the string of a red, heart-shaped balloon. His jeans were quite snug, showing off just how skinny his legs were, and on his feet he wore red and white sneakers. Shuffling inside awkwardly, he peered around the re-decorated interior.

[Blaze]

OKuni smiles and takes 3 cups, pouring some red into one, pink into a second and purple into a third. Going back to Natasha and Cataclysm, she hands her daughter the purple punch and Cataclysm the red punch.

[Private Crudface]

The woman gives Natasha a look, sipping her interrogatingly.

"Thank you, dear--but come now, Natasha! Surely you've been doing something?"

She chuckles.

"I--have an excuse, you see. I was dead."

[Ookalf]

"There is indeed." Nathan said, smiling at the woman who apparently still wore a goddess's form. "Is there anything I can get you?"

(Yeah, figured I'd keep that one...)

*Flo smiles back at Nathan.* Well, something to drink would be nice, to start...

[KonokoHasano]

"Anything you might be interested in?" Carla asked, "We've got party favors, refreshments and dancing."

"Oh, oh, got some orange juice?" Marco asked, rather curious.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

And lo, standing behind him is the short, cute witch he saw when he came in.

"You're not dancing with me." She observed, "And it makes me sad."

She put on a fake frown, but her eyes grinned brightly.

Mischa blinks a moment, apparently confused, before realization dawns upon him. "Oh! R-Rosetta! I'm sorry," he stammers, blushing in embarassment. "I thought it was someone else transformed to look like you." He smiles, and offers her his hand. "Would you care for a dance, then?"