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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: midii une,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † abigail hobbs,
- † annabeth chase,
- † ariadne,
- † arthur,
- † asbel lhant,
- † assorted characters,
- † ava ayala,
- † balthazar,
- † bianca reyes,
- † billy kaplan,
- † bryn zethir,
- † bucky barnes,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dick grayson (comics),
- † dorian gray,
- † frank zhang,
- † galatea,
- † greed,
- † isaac lahey,
- † jack harkness,
- † jaime reyes,
- † jim kirk,
- † jor-el,
- † king richard,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † lan fan,
- † leo valdez,
- † leonardo (2003),
- † leonardo (2012),
- † lin beifong,
- † loki laufeyson (616),
- † lord henry wotton,
- † makoto kino,
- † marius pontmercy,
- † mark grayson,
- † olivia dunham (alt),
- † pavel chekov,
- † percy jackson,
- † prussia,
- † rachel dare,
- † rebecca holiday,
- † robert lutece,
- † rosalind lutece,
- † scott lang,
- † scott mccall,
- † shayera hol,
- † stiles stilinski,
- † stocking anarchy,
- † tazendra,
- † tobias matthews,
- † tony stark (616),
- † toph bei fong,
- † toro raymond,
- † una persson,
- † wakahisa seiryuu,
- † wanda lehnsherr,
- † youko nakajima,
- † zelgadis greywords,
- † éponine thénardier
Event | Sinbrilee | Bacchanal
Characters: Any and all!
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.
Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.
This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.
Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).
Here, well... Here is where the party begins!
Food & Drink | Music, Discussions, & Dancing | Wrestling & Competitions
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.
Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.
This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.
Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).
Here, well... Here is where the party begins!
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[She turned back to tall, dark, and no-way-this-can't-be]
Grayson?
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That's right. Dick Grayson, nice to meet you.
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You two haven't met yet?
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[Now was one of those times.]
[Instead, she spared one last glance at the man calling himself Dick Grayson...and burst out laughing.]
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Dick looks over at Kyle and shrugs.] Nope. What am I missing here?
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This is Zatanna.
[He leans over, and whispers:]
She's dating little you.
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[She's also laughing too hard to catch Kyle's whisper beyond the introduction, toning it down long enough to offer what she hopes is an apologetic smile in Dick's direction.]
I'm sorry. It's just...I'm not used to having to look up at you.
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Yeah, this was a little weird. But okay! Okay. Dick can roll with the punches.]
Yeah, he's a lot shorter then I remember being. [He grins.] It's nice to meet you, Zatanna
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Now are you going to dance with us? And no, you can't pick just one, we're [he points to Dick and then to himself] a package set.
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[It was significantly less awkward on her end. Even though she was still slightly peeved at the younger one, she saw no reason to take it out on the older. Yet.]
[Now, Kyle, on the other hand....]
How would that even work? As it is, it practically takes two of me to make just one of you.
You know how fragile I am, Kyle.
[To her credit, she almost managed to say this with a straight face.]
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The Zatanna I know would have said the same thing, right before handing my ass on a silver platter.
[As way of explanation for the laughter. He likes this tiny Zatanna! So maybe he could understand why little Dick was with her. Did she know the whole Dick/Robin thing? He wasn't sure, so he's not going to bring anything up to make that awkward. Awkwarder.]
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You forgot the bit where she'd keep quipping at us after that, too.
[Almost rueful. He looks at her again.]
C'mon. Floor's waiting. You can pick the dance, Little Miss Fragile.
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[She kind of liked him too, to be fair. He was still different than her Dick. Noticeably different. Even their auras were fairly distinct, despite being essentially DNA buddies. But he still had a familiar sense of warmth and laughter about him. More importantly, the other Zatanna seemed to have already put him in his place. Good. Less work for her.]
Darn. I guess that means my cover's been blown too.
['Too.']
[She turned back to Kyle, extending a hand to each of them.]
Surprise me, boys.
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'Too'. It was Zatanna, he wasn't going to hide that he knew her. And he knew that her and tiny Dick were involved, so it was really no use hiding any of that. He takes her hand, waiting till Kyle takes her other, and leading them out to the dance floor.]
So what's the score, lady and gent, how will we do this?
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As long as there's no squaredancing, I'm cool.
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What kind of girl do you take me for, Kyle? Square dancing. Yeah, right.
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[Yeah, he did that. And he's grinning because he doesn't care that he did that.]
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not like Kyle's any better]I'm a stick [you know, for stick in the mud]. I'm excused.
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What about a tango? I hear those are pretty good for threesomes. [Nope, not even remotely taking this seriously.]