Caritas- Saturday evening after sunset

[throughaphase]

And then once the sun had set, something changed. Across the island, people who chose to began transforming into the person or thing they were representing tonight. If, say, someone was dressed as a sheep, they might now be a real sheep, wandering the floor around people. The zombies still had their bowl cuts, only now they were real, and they weren't any more talented but they at least had more style.

So, well, if you weren't yourself now, make yourself at home! If you were yourself now, good luck with all of it.

Comments

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

There were perks to being an angel. Many of them, actually. Being able to control your own presentation to the detail based on your emotional state was one of them, and so when the room turned, Lucifer, who still felt (like an emotional wreck) the same, did not.

He did notice Duke turning into a raccoon from the corner of his eye, though.

He sank into a seat in the back room after a moment or two, drink in hand. He wasn't going to ask. He really wasn't. He was just going to sit here, alone, and try not to reflect too much on the night thus far.

"I really need to get my groove back," he muttered to himself as he failed at avoiding any errant thought, and reached into his pocket to refill his glass from his flask.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[betterthanaplan]

One of the raccoons came scurrying over, sniffing at the floor. There was something tasty over here. He was sure!

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

"Come here to rub it in, have you?" Lucifer told the raccoon.

No, he couldn't tell for sure which one of the two it was.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[betterthanaplan]

Duke popped up on his hind legs, chittering, and pointed at Lucifer's drink.

Something tasty!

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm fairly sure that would kill you," Lucifer said, and took a sip of his drink. "I'm also fairly sure that is a vintage Crocker point. Just couldn't help yourself, could you?"

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[betterthanaplan]

He really couldn't. There were two little raccoon paws reaching for that drink now. Lucifer might want to throw something shiny to distract him.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had nothing, was the problem. Unless...

He fished the pocket square out of his jacket and held it up above him. "Come on, there you go, it's fancy colors."

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[betterthanaplan]

It was! And it maybe moved a little bit like some kind of tasty insect or something. It definitely required further investigation.

Or, you know, grabby hands.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

"Go, fetch," Lucifer said, and tossed the fabric across a few solid feet, at least.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[betterthanaplan]

Duke darted after it. And was very disappointed when he tried gnawing on it once he caught it.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer managed one whopper of an amused snort.

Though it sounded a little twisted up with something else.

"Cheers," he said, and lifted his drink at the raccoon.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[betterthanaplan]

Duke glanced back, the pocket square clenched in his little paws, and chittered back at him.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

"You're not getting any alcohol, you bloody ridiculous..."

Lucifer waved at him. "Raccoon Duke?"

He couldn't think of anything better.

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[betterthanaplan]

RacDuke? It didn't quite portmanteau as well as Raccoontavia did, did it.

Duke chittered again, and darted under the snack table.

To plot.

. . . Dukecoon!

Re: Back Room- Party! [Post II]

[my_own_advocate]

That just sounded weird, somehow. Lucifer watched him go, pained.

"This had better not turn into a permanent situation."

He really needed to get his groove back.