Oren
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Post by Oren on Apr 3, 2021 13:14:47 GMT -8
"Money or something fun?", he asked, even though he showed no intent in giving any of them time to answer. Oren drank from the bowl, feeling rather pleased with himself that he only needed one straw.
"I'll go first. Get ready to twirl for me.", he said playfully before getting up and setting his sights on the disk jockey. Once on the dancefloor proper, he glided with an ease that wasn't preternatural. But it was practiced. He made it look easy, but Oren was aware of every stretch, bend, and snap. He had no issue climbing up onto the dais. But the tequila might have other plans...
"Dancing Queen, would you? I want to feel young again."
He eyed Ian, Alecto, and Linden across the space, seeming pretty sure of himself before returning to the table. "I think I made a wonderful impression. Feel free to try your luck, but don't feel bad about being lower in the queue."
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Linden
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Post by Linden on Apr 5, 2021 13:00:43 GMT -8
"Honeysuckle, nice." Linden couldn't care less about honeysuckle: what they needed to figure out was which one of them was wrong. Riley had been the one to tell them what to bring, as an organizer they should know- unless it didn't matter? The Wyrd played by its own rules, maybe a metal pin would be just as good as a literal seed. But now they needed confirmation that they weren't going to be the only dumb Ogre standing around trying to plant something that most certainly would not grow. If this was Riley's idea of a joke...
Sipping from one of the many straws in the scorpion bowl, hardly about to turn it down, they eyed the flowers and fruit. No seeds. The only possible embarrassment they'd had so far was talking to Alecto about what they'd brought- but their capacity for subtlety would dwindle with the number of drinks they had. Oren's return gave them the perfect reason to step away from the table, jokingly rolling up their sleeves. "Alecto? After you." They gestured graciously toward the DJ, and as soon as they were slightly away from the table leaned in low to mutter to Alecto, "Was I supposed to bring a real seed because I swear to god- I was told to bring something meaningful. These things are the worst."
They laughed, but there was frustration under it.
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Post by Alecto on Apr 8, 2021 21:54:08 GMT -8
Boo, she did not have enough time to drain the bowl before Linden tugged her along and Oren got back. Her master plan had failed!
Skipping a bit as she flowed from the chair, she leaned in conspiratorially to match the Ogre, looking back at the table to make it look extra sinister.
"I mean, a seed's a seed. The whole meaningful part just makes the Season happier," she said, grinning at Linden's drunken hissing. "What did you bring?"
As the DJ loomed, she fluttered up to urge the request, explaining Canned Heat was Ambrosia's favourite song and they needed a pick-me-up after the eulogy. She was convincing enough as she swayed, but there were more memorable pleas when her true aspirations were elsewhere.
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Linden
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Post by Linden on Apr 13, 2021 15:11:39 GMT -8
Linden looked down at Alecto incredulously for a moment; they'd had that conversation only a short time earlier, enough couldn't have happened since to make her forget. But whether she had forgotten, was pretending she didn't know, or what, they could work with it. Lips pursed, they straightened up to their full height and tried to look cool. "...never mind what I brought. It's just not a seed in the traditional sense."
They stood back, half-heartedly mean-mugging the DJ as Alecto went to work. Even drunk they weren't about to commit to a nebulous bet hard enough to intimidate a stranger whose only crime was being a DJ; this had just been an opportunity to talk to Alecto about seeds anyway. On their way back to the table they scoped out the passing drinks, single-minded on their quest. Even a strawberry seed was better than nothing.
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Post by Alecto on Apr 13, 2021 21:27:17 GMT -8
Oh shit, they weren't joking. Alecto schooled her expression, staring off into space for a moment and looking like she was trying not to sneeze.
"Want mine? I can probably scrounge something pretty quick," Alecto said, flicking the tiny baggy between her fingers like a college raver. "I can, like..." she blinked slowly. Zoom around the party in the time it takes Linden a few hours? Filch someone else's?
Who was pissing her off tonight?
"Ooooh! Hedge Gate! Wait- no it's supposed to be mundane. Oh my God," she gasped, clutching Linden's arm with a conspirator's whisper that wasn't one at all. "Lets fuckin', oh my God Linden lets dig up some tulip bulbs." She started laughing, hiding her face against the Ogre as she lost it at the idea.
"I'm a fuckin' genius."
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Linden
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Post by Linden on Apr 18, 2021 18:44:42 GMT -8
"That's like showing up to someone's house with a bouquet you pulled out of their yard!" Linden stage-whisper-hissed, on the edge of laughter. But they didn't have any better ideas, and a bulb was a sort of seed. And, this whole mess was Riley's fault anyway so why shouldn't Spring provide. One tulip wouldn't ruin the decor. "Okay but we gotta find one that's like... kind of runty, or been stepped on. Fuck I wish I was a better actor. I gotta just... be so serious when I plant this. Like it really fuckin means something."
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Oren
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Post by Oren on Apr 20, 2021 15:02:49 GMT -8
"Y'all have fun." He got up suddenly. He could feel it on the air before the record could scratch.
"I have a date."
With the dancefloor.
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