(no subject)

[starspangledman]

WHAT in person
WHERE Heavenly Grounds
WHEN 75!!

[So how do you feel about getting into the holiday spirit? Because with all that wine around from the Bingo victories someone's put a sign up outside Heavenly Grounds today advertising a ~holiday party~ There's festive decorations with mulled wine, hot toddies, spiked egg nog. You name it, it's there to get you plastered.

And I guess there's cookies and fruit cake and stuff too, but who needs food when there's drinking?]

Comments

[mistruths]

[ laughs, breathless ]

You're terrible.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

I'm fantastic.

[mistruths]

Mmm... Well. You have no complaints from me.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

A rare and treasured time.

[he kisses his throat a little more, then smooches him on the lips. mwah.]

Should I free you for now?

[mistruths]

Go on. Enjoy yourself tonight.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[he winks at him before heading off (just, drunk habit, you can kind of tell he's doing it from the way he squeezes his eye exaggeratedly shamelessly.) Gonna go socialize and make new friends!! Armwrestle Steve!!1 Smooch lots of people!!1 By the end of the night he is unclaimed and hopeful]

[mistruths]

[ at the end of the night, loki's leaning against the counter with a glass of sparkling wine between his fingers, mostly loose and relaxed ]

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[=D

He trots over to him, leaning on the counter from the other direction.]

Hello again.

[mistruths]

Thor.

[ his voice is warm and properly affectionate ]

Good evening.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

It is, isn't it? Did you have a good time?

[mistruths]

I suppose it wasn't as awful as I expected.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

You know. I have been meaning to ask. I want to take over the empty space, beneath the mall, for a place to dance. I'd need your help.

[mistruths]

For a place to--dance?

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

Like a club, you know? With a band, and a bar, and dancing. And drinking.

[mistruths]

Is the dancing what you want, or the drinking?

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

The dancing, of course! And the loud, thundrous music.

[mistruths]

Oh, of course, the loud, thundrous music.

[ that reminds him ]

Thor, I have a request of you.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

Mmm? What is it?

[mistruths]

Will you brew me up a storm? Something... Soft. A gentle, misting rain, with lots of fog.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[Oh... he fiddles with his hands, a bit coy.]

What's the occasion?

[mistruths]

Not now, certainly, but in a few days, perhaps? Kei said the fog will make better conditions to catch wild magic.

[ SORRY IF YOU WANTED ROMANCE ]

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[plz, it's more like you're actually trusting me to do something that requires some magical subtlety. Thor acts like it's nbd.]

Shouldn't be a problem. So long as it's warm enough.

[mistruths]

[ kisses his cheek 'u' ]

Thank you.

[aahiyaaaaaa_ah]

[=D!!]

You're most welcome.

[mistruths]

[ what a good fluffpup ]

Did you enjoy your night?