october: free for all | ❝ lurking in the shadows ❞

[quickfingers]

WHO: EVERYONE? Anyone. (And Peter.)
WHERE: X-Fam House, Nonah.
WHEN: Friday the 13th!
WHAT: Giant ass Halloween party. On Friday the 13th. YOU ARE ALL INVITED.
WARNINGS: tbd, probably some disaster.
NOTES: So this party's invites are pretty scattered so if you have CR with Peter, you can feel free to assume you've been invited (if he hasn't literally ic inboxed you) or found an invite/ heard about the party from anyone else and are still welcome to have fun! Feel free to plurk me (valleyheart) if you have questions but aside from Peter's top level, it's free game to do what you want!



The Invitations

[If you're a friend of Peter you might've been invited personally, but even so you might find one of these bad boys slipped your way, in your mail or taped to the inside of your next pizza order leading up to the 13th. On the back of the invitation is a hand scrawled address in Nonah, the home of Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr - if you're familiar, you're familiar. If not, doesn't matter, 'cause it's Peter's disastrous party about to go down and you're still welcome.]

The House

[The party takes place at the "X-Fam" house in Nonah, which some of you may remember hosted a bbq not too long ago. Yeah, the place where Erik and Charles live - not that this party's sponsored by them in any shape, way or form. In fact it's more of a "while the cat's away, the mice will play" type scenario because asking permission to hold a killer party is not something Peter did.

He was responsible enough however to use caution tape to cross off the doors of the bedrooms in the house, preserving the privacy of his housemates to a degree. The other rooms aren't off limits and neither is the backyard, all of which are decorated festively for the occasion. Cobwebs litter corners and hallways, weaving through the banister rails complete with fake spiders nestled in them. The curtains are somber, as a variety of stick on decals are covering windows and mirrors alike. Decorations sit on mantles and door frames, with each window sill featuring a lit candle or something equally spooky.

The backyard is lit by dim orange lights, featuring seating and open night air for those who wish to get out of a hot, loud house and admire the stars. Just mind the witch legs and don't litter cigarette butts everywhere, alright?

The door's open and a variety of tunes are playing, audible from the street.]

The Party

[So you were invited (or not,) and you found your way to the right house. The lights are dimmed and the music's loud, so come in and get a drink from the fridge or the creative yet nerdy 'keg'. Peter's no Martha Stewart nor is Wanda really in a mood to make a lot of cute treats so you'll have to put up with standard party fair: potato chips, pretzels, a huge stack of pizzas and a few large bowls of candy corn. That shit is everywhere, there's no escaping it. You need ice? Just don't choke on the critters.

Rooms not cordoned off are yours to wander and get wasted in, same with the stretch of grass in the back yard. Wander with your goblets of definitely spiked punch and a handful of candy corn. Because if you're not eating it then you suck.

At some point there will be a cake pulled out because Peter's drowning in sisters and Lorna's birthday is this month. Clearly the thing to do is to (monster) mash it in to the Halloween celebrations with a creepy cake. Say a spooky happy birthday to the girl with green hair when you get the chance.]

Comments

[d33tached]

[When Kaneki mentions that there are other people who have been flirting with him tonight, any trace of a smile that had been on D33's face fades into a small scowl. Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised - he has eyes after all, and there is no denying that Kaneki looks, well.

[Like nothing D33 has ever seen before, he thinks. Enough to make him reconsider the aesthetic appeal of women. But that doesn't mean that anybody else should be looking.]

Is that so?

[His voice is low - dangerous, almost. But he doesn't shy away from Kaneki - only steps closer, somehow, closing the distance between the two entirely until they're staring at each other nose-to-nose.]

If you're left wanting for an impression, Miss...[His voice is barely above a whisper now as one hand slips slowly down and over Kaneki's side, all the way down to the top of his thigh where it stops to rest. He let's his nose brush lightly across Kaneki's cheek as he moves his head to breathe against the man's ear.]...I'll do much more than dance with you.

[dualismum]

[ maybe you are just very biased? At least that's what Kaneki would ask though he knows he looks really nice. It's one of his many skills.

And Kaneki can be sassy and confident while in his Sasako persona but he still can't handle when he is intimately touched, not without turning absolutely red and becoming extremely awkward. He looks back at D33, eyes wide again, but the hand on his leg leaves him without a response.

Instead his hand reaches for D33's shirt, tugging it shyly, while a tiny gasps escapes Kaneki's lips ]

T-that sort of thing will be done in private... right? [ wow he is great at this ]

[d33tached]

[Suddenly, D33 is smiling again - smirking, really, but there is a certain fondness about it that only Kaneki seems to be able to bring out. He presses a small kiss against the man's temple, then pulls away to face him again, his usual flat affect returning as he says coolly, evenly:]

Yes, of course.

[Even with his head swimming, he isn't drunk enough to start anything up in the middle of a crowded party - his hand is still on Kaneki's thigh though, brushing lightly down over it before D33 wraps his arms around the man's middle again and brings him back in against his chest.]

M'afraid I'm not quite that drunk just yet...[He murmurs this lazily against Kaneki with his cheek pressed against the other man's head.]

[dualismum]

[ at least he isn't THAT drunk, yes. It's a really good thing, honestly, because the ghoul doesn't want to tell D33 "no", but he'd have to if the man went too far.

The kiss leaves kaneki embarrassed still - there are other people around, even though nobody is really looking at them and they are wallflowering (sure, let's call it that) at a corner, but it's still public and Kaneki is so not used to public displays of affection.

it doesn't mean he dislikes it, of course not.

In fact, Kaneki looks around, trying to tell if there is anyone closeby who could be looking at them, and once he is certain there isn't, he turns to look back at D33 once more ]

... are you drunk enough for a kiss? [ he whispers that because Kaneki definitively doesn't want to be heard ]

[d33tached]

Hm?

[The man lifts his head from Kaneki, then cocks a brow down at the man - he's a good head taller at least, which he finds to be quite endearing. Kaneki's question, as well, he finds endearing, and he answers it by simply pressing their fore heads together, running a hand up and down the man's back, and then closing the distance between them with an easy kiss. It doesn't even occur to D33 that someone might see - let them see, for all he cares. Alcohol really does serve to loosen the man up (perhaps to a fault, though he isn't exactly thinking about that either).]

[dualismum]

[ there is a small satisfied hum when D33 leans in and kisses Kaneki. Most of the lipstick is on Kaneki's glass and the ghoul cleaned it away, so the other won't get pink lips from it, but kaneki is still sensible enough to remember it's there and so he will just softly press his lips against D33's.

When he is pleased with the small kiss, Kaneki pulls away carefully as his hands move to rest at D33's arms ]

It seems that you are. [ drunk enough for a kiss ]

[d33tached]

It seems that I am. [He mumbles sleepily back at Kaneki.

[Lipstick be damned. He's going in for another one. Someone isn't used to controlling their lack of inhibitions.]

[dualismum]

[ and that's another kiss. Two in a row, and in public. D33 really is drunk.

Kaneki doesn't refuse and his hands move again; feeling a bit more daring, one wraps around D33's waist and brings him closer, while the other moves to the back of his neck while fingers stroke the skin and eventually dig through the hair. It's fine, almost no one knows this is Kaneki, so all they'll see is drunk D33 kissing some random woman he brought to the party ]

[d33tached]

[In D33's altered state of mind, it's easy to get wrapped up in the kiss. Not that he's having any tremendously romantic thoughts or anything - he's not thinking much at all, in fact. Just kissing, enjoying the feeling of Kaneki's hands and lips. He keeps his own arms wrapped lazily around the man, eyes closed, the whole nine yards. They might as well be alone, for all D33 can tell. He forgets for a moment that they're not.

[It's worth noting that there's nothing particularly hungry about his kisses, either. They're light, slow, easy, pleasant - no big deal.]

[dualismum]

[ no heavy make-outs, Kaneki might be willing to kiss a bit, but he is still kaneki and sort of shy. He continues the kisses, smooches and pecks, eyes closing, but a smile forming on his lips which grows at every kiss. Kaneki even leans in against D33 and being shorter now helps him to eventually break the kissing and press his chin against D33's chest while he looks up ]

You are very affectionate, Dee. Maybe I'll start wearing this more often. [ or getting him drunk more often ]

[d33tached]

Mm? [Affectionate? D33? He either pretends that he doesn't know what Kaneki's talking about or truly doesn't. Either way, he doesn't linger on the thought for long - barely acknowledges it aside from taking on a slightly confused expression while he stares down at Kaneki (though, honestly, it's a little hard to keep his eyes open after having them closed for so long).]

It does suit you, I suppose.

[A very D33-like compliment, but a compliment all the same. D33 is certainly enjoying the view.]

[dualismum]

[ it's a compliment and kaneki will taker it ]

While most men would not take that as a compliment, I will. I look pretty fierce. [ it's what women call themselves, right? Kaneki still doesn't have the whole lingo down, but he knows some things ]

[d33tached]

Mm. [The man makes a sleepy sound, lazily shaking his head back and forth before letting it rest on Kaneki's again.] You look mild.

[And that, for D33, is a compliment - well, a fond acknowledgement, at the very least. He certainly doesn't sound displeased in saying so, and there's even the faintest hint of a smile on his lips - just as lazy and drunken as the rest of his body is right now.]

It's endearing.

[dualismum]

[ kaneki chuckles softly ]

And you are very drunk. Do you want to go sit down?

[d33tached]

[The man lets his eyes flutter closed again, nodding heavily.]

Yes'f course. [He mumbles it all at once, letting his hands finally drop down to his sides - but one of them tangles itself up with Kaneki's. He doesn't even notice it happen, really. They're off to sit somewhere - he just wants to make sure Kaneki is coming along.

[He really shouldn't be leading, but he's the one that starts stumbling off toward the patio first.]

[dualismum]

[ kaneki will take D33 by the hand until they find a nice place to sit, not too close to the party and far enough to wallflower in peace. he eventually does remember to look back at the house ]

Ah-. do you want some wateR? [ it'll be good for his drunken state ]

[d33tached]

[D33 sighs a bit, leaning his head back against whatever it is that's behind him-- Oh. Turns out that's nothing. So he's gonna shift a little and lean back against Kaneki instead.]

No, no. I wouldn't want you off...disappearing again.

[He's just gonna. Make himself comfortable right here. Ah, yes.]

[dualismum]

[ kaneki is still standing, so D33 ends up pressing against his stomach and instinctively the ghoul reaches for his head. He is careful at first, in case D33 isn't comfortable with that, but if the other allows it kaneki will reach to stroke his hair ]

I'm not going to disappear.

[d33tached]

[D33 most decidedly does not shy away from the hair-stroking. In fact, he let's out a satisfied grumble at the contact, his eyes fluttering closed while his head lulls a bit under it. He's like a big dog, really.]

S'good. Good.