Homecoming Carnival, The Park, Friday

[bigdamnprincipal]

The weather had been kind, and it was just the right amount of cool for a Halloween-themed Homecoming carnival. The booths and activities were ready for visitors, and the Halloween decorations and spooooky music playing everywhere aimed to set the right kind of mood for everyone.

Yes, there was also black and orange glitter everywhere, because of course there was. Feel free to take some home with you, because it's going to be difficult not to!

[Have at it! Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossings | Food and Drink | Tables | Rides | Games]

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Re: Pie Tossing: Irene Adler

[begmetwice]

Irene was perceptive enough to catch that momentary shift in expression, and sensitive enough to realize she must have misstep, if not exactly how.

Mental note to buy Eliot a drink at some point.

"Ready," she assured him, squaring her shoulders and lifting her chin. "Give me your worst, Eliot."

Re: Pie Tossing: Irene Adler

[existencemisspent]

“Oh,” Eliot said, with rare (for Fandom) self-depreciation. “I surely will.”

He threw. It was powerful, sure, but well off the mark.

Re: Pie Tossing: Irene Adler

[begmetwice]

Irene watched it go flying past, tilted her head, and glanced back at Eliot.

"If you want to tell Margo you hit me, I'll never say a word," she offered. She felt a little bad about her little unintentional faux pas, but also -- you know, that was a really bad throw.

Re: Pie Tossing: Irene Adler

[existencemisspent]

Eliot laughed. "Oh, she's well aware of my faults and foibles," Eliot assured her. "With magic, that would have been absolutely on point."

Re: Pie Tossing: Irene Adler

[begmetwice]

"Well, what is magic for if not cheating?" Irene replied, inclining her head in acknowledgement. "But I appreciate your mercy."

Re: Pie Tossing: Irene Adler

[existencemisspent]

"You make her smile," Eliot said simply, earnest for just the barest of moments because he turned arch again. "And it seems like I might want to stay on your good side."