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    Jag's Avatar


    On this evening, the Hollow Commons has been decorated for Spring's Homecoming. The whole place is set up for the party, with lively decorations all over. There are several tables set up around the room, leaving some space in the middle to serve as a dance floor. There is a lovely banquet laid out across a large table in one of the corners of the room, with a variety of exotic food ranging from entrees to desserts. Sam, the ensorcelled bartender, is standing behind the bar as usual. He is wearing a loud Hawaiian shirt, and seems to be in better spirits than usual.

    Music is playing from the same old hedgespun record player, which was used during the Winter Formal. A wide range of musical styles can be heard, as one song gives way to the next. A small area has been set up in a corner, which is to serve as a stage for any who wish to perform this evening. The Four Seasons grand piano has been placed there, along with some microphones for those who may desire to display their vocal talents.

    The Four Seasons' staff is already in attendance, with Mr. Bates walking around checking on some last minute details, while Duncan and Swilla standing over the buffet, chatting about what to try first. Gianna McCleary is sitting by the bar, sipping on a mint julep as she exchanges a few words with Sam. However, Mrs. Rosemary is nowhere to be seen at this moment. It is likely that the Ogress is still in the kitchen, making some last minute preparations.

    ST Note: As usual, standard Sticky rules apply. Please break off into separate conversations as is appropriate, and please label them "(Eternal Spring 2012) <insert names here>". Thanks and have fun!

  2. #2
    Vassagon's Avatar


    The reasonably handsome, particularly amusing, and seemingly narcissistic Fairest stepped out of the hotel elevator in his hedgespun suit, eager to attend any and all parties that were held in the general vicinity. Drawn in by the music he has a slight skip to his stride, his feet telling him to dance. The open dancefloor obliged and he made a show of himself, goofy and unsophisticated. Just as spontaneously he stops and walks over to the bar, ready to get his juice on for the evening.

    "Nice shirt, pal, I am feeling it," he says jovially to Sam. "Let's get tropical, have us a Mai Tai would you please?" He flipped out a bill to stuff into the tips jar and turned and leaned against the counter to survey the festivities. He caught sight of the stage. Oh he'd definitely be up there at some point. He belonged up there in the lights, but a few drinks first, and a few more audience members too.

  3. #3
    Tally Benoit's Avatar

    Tally Benoit

    Merits:

    Court Goodwill(Summer) •
    Eidetic Memory
    Fleet of Foot •••
    Hedgespun Wolf Whistle ••
    Fast Reflexes •

    Health: [][][][][][][][]
    Clarity: •••••••
    Willpower: ••••••
    Glamour: 9/10

    Beast Blessing:

    8a when Animal Ken skill and spend Glamour to a die to dice pools involving Pre and Com.

    Curse:

    Suffer -4 to untrained Mental skills. No 10-again with Intelligence pools

    Kith Blessing:

    Tooth and Claw: Causes Lethal Damage instead of Bashing when fighting unarmed.

    Freehold Commendation Benefits:

    + 1 to Clarity degeneration roll and + 1 to Brawl

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    Tally enters wearing a t-shirt featuring some companies logo and wearing jeans. She notices a new face, rather curious and deciding to take the bold route for a change, she approaches the bar. "I don't believe we've met, I'm Tally Benoit." She says once she is leaning upon the bar.

    Moving the conversation HERE

  4. #4
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    Spartan

    The Summer King enters and makes his way over to the same place as always, the buffet. He fills his plate. Then fills another... and makes his way over to a table and sits. He begins to eat without preamble.

  5. #5
    Cameron's Avatar


    Aldamoth entered the Commons, garbed in his usual attire. Black dress pants and a white collared business shirt under a dark grey waistcoat, the only part of his clothing which looked new was the dark blue tie beneath his collar.

    Glancing around, the Leechfinger didn't see much in the way of familiar faces. What he did see was a nice, relatively unoccupied portion of wall to lean on. He moved directly for it, and commenced the aforementioned leaning as he observed the other Lost go about their business.

  6. #6
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    Sasha

    The Dancer made her stride into the Common's area with her usual vivacious step. She was wearing a black simple salsa dress. It was either the dance dress, jeans or practice clothes and of the latter, she wasn't going to wear them to mingle. Her hair was down to cover her ears, yet she couldn't cover the slight glow she radiated. And for some reason, she didn't want to today.

    There didn't seem to be many there yet, she gave a little wave to the Alda. Sometimes the little shock of 'eek' wtf was best kept in some focused dance move in her head. A gentle cool breeze followed her stride as she looked for something to drink. Ooookay, I'm just early. She wondered when Dorian would show up, or how the Darkling would show up. The Elvin Fairest glanced around and took a sip.

  7. #7
    L


    As had long ago become habit, Rick and Terri entered the throne room side by side. The couple's powerful mantles swirl gently around them, a coccoon of Autumn amonst the Spring surroundings that leaves little doubt as to where their allegiances lie. And as had long ago become his personal habit, Rick's eyes flicker across the room upon entering to take note of who was all present.

    Then they settle on the bar. Which, judging by the gentle nudge he gives Terri, he intends to be his first stop. From the looks of it he's already checking out the whiskey selection. Despite being perhaps a bit further away than most people could manage while reading those labels.

  8. #8
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    Kazakin

    Danny scuttled apologetically into the Freehold Commons, chewing on the inside of his mouth. Spring made him anxious, and his candle-lit mantle glimmered around him, casting strange shadows on the floor. It wasn't the he disapproved of the Seasons in general. He actually liked them, the transition seemed so sensible and like clockwork when it was done properly.

    It was just that Spring tended to make people think of... dancing.

    And for some reason the Smith couldn't understand, women in this Freehold seemed to like doing things like talking to him.

    He was terrified someone was going to ask him to dance.

    With that in mind, he skirted around the edge of the Commons towards the buffet table and busied himself trying to look like he was really, really engrossed in the platters.

  9. #9
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    Kazakin

    Rook strolled into the Freehold Commons. He was actually humming to himself. Whatever the reason, the Constable of Calefaction was in an extremely good mood.

    The reason for his good mood was currently holding onto his arm with bronze talons.

    He was surprised to note that despite the tension, and the conflict, Anya Wyrmblood really did make him rather happy. It was complex... probably too complex, and he wasn't certain entirely what it meant to him, or for that matter, to her. But he felt happy despite everything. Maybe it was just because it was a mark that he was capable of interacting with someone enough to have a sort of relationship.

    Maybe because it made it easier, when he found Laura... and he would find her, one day, if she was still living... he would find it easier to let her go, back to their family.

    "Do you want a drink?"

  10. #10
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    Irina

    In what Anya thought was a delightful contrast to the sweeping evening gown that she had worn for the Spring Coronation, the Draconic's current choice of dress wear was less formal; form-fitting but tasteful in what it revealed. In this case, her mien was more apparent for anyone who looked in their direction. The purple scales that so clearly ran across her cheekbones trailed down across her collarbone and shoulder blades, descending beneath the dress to peek out below the hem.

    Just occasionally the Draconic had no qualms about showing off what she was; and if Rook could find it within himself to relax, then so could she. Besides, this evening was for fun and entertainment.

    Speaking of...

    Anya slipped her arm through Rook's, an unusual genuine display of public affection. "Thank you, I'd like that," she confirmed, as she skimmed the room to check out the Changelings who had already arrived.

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