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CUDDLE CITY ● MOD TEAM ([personal profile] cuddlemods) wrote in [community profile] cuddlecity2017-09-15 03:00 pm

EVENT: #HIGHENERGY

EVENT: #HIGHENERGY


It's that time of year again — when the temperature starts to dip down, making way for thick cable-knit sweaters and coffee drinks flavored like bright orange gourds to pop up around every corner, and the long days of summer fade out in favor of early twilights and cool autumnal breezes. That's right, it's nearly fall in Cadelle, and you may have noticed the city's busy bees looking a little busier than usual around the city center.

The Energy Festival takes place in time with the changing of the seasons — a time when energy is high in the air, ripe for the harvesting; it's a time-honored tradition in the city of Cadelle where citizens gather together and work towards doing good deeds for our fine city and for cities near and far. In keeping with the city's emphasis on charity and compassion, citizens both new and old will find a variety of opportunities to give back, all while enjoying the very best that the season has to offer.

▸ Give thanks for good fortune, health, or friendship at the nightly lantern release. Decorate your own lantern at an arts & crafts booth sponsored by Colortopia, the local art supply store, or purchase a hand-crafted lantern from local merchants — all proceeds are donated to the city's volunteer organizations! At night, meet your fellow citizens on the beach to release your lanterns up into the milky night sky. At last, you might just see the light!

▸ Enjoy a sweet treat, like creamy white mooncakes filled with the season's harvest or a tart glass of freshly pressed apple cider. If sugar and spice isn't your bag, dive into something savory — the city's food venues have come out in full force to showcase their new fall menus, which feature such city favorites as creamy pumpkin soups, hearty meat pies, and other stick-to-your-ribs comfort foods.

▸ Make like a tree in autumn and shed your leaves at the clothing donation drive! Come drop off your gently-used garments in exchange for tokens, redeemable throughout the festival for souvenirs, treats, and more! You can even browse the sorted racks of your fellow citizens' donations and find some new digs of your very own! You never know what you might find — good or bad. (Please, no intimate apparel.)

▸ Share your talents at a variety of volunteer-hosted giving circles. From knitting and quilting blankets for the children's wing at the hospital to sorting donated canned goods for the food pantry and soup kitchen to simply offering a helping hand in carrying heavy boxes wherever they might need to go, your time and energy are always appreciated! There are plenty of volunteer citizens around to point you in the right direction... or, at least, what they think is the right direction. Fingers crossed!

Of course, good deeds aren't for everyone, and the city administration has certainly noticed a particular proclivity in its newest citizens for the newly discovered — er, alternative means of energy generation. (Ahem. You know what we're talking about. Don't make us say it.)

Not wanting to pass up such a perfectly-timed opportunity to maximize on this discovery, the administration has tasked sweet, innocent Flora & Cornelius (the poor dears) with determining an appropriate venue for encouraging this unique form of energy generation.

While they're not exactly sure where the idea came from, they're delighted to announce the city's very first Togetherness Tent! Hosted in the city's smaller Eastern Gardens, there's plenty to see and do for those that may prefer something a little less charitable...

▸ Feel free to explore the OUTDOOR SEATING AREAS — there are plenty of places to relax and get comfortable, with both single chairs and larger booths all around. With a cool breeze in the daytime and a roaring firepit in the chillier night hours, and a carefully selected catalogue of instrumental music to enjoy, your hosts hope you'll be plenty comfortable while you chat and get to know each other!

▸ Just beyond the outdoor area, you'll find an assortment of beautifully decorated BEDOUIN TENTS. Some are completely open to the public, with various couches and pillows and comfortable blankets in the main spaces, and others offer more private, curtained-off areas for the shyer (please read some air quotes around "shyer") sets.

▸ If you're not much for sitting pretty, or need a little liquid courage before you start exploring, there's always the OPEN BAR, where talented (and attractive) bartenders will mix up anything under the sun with a smile. Feel free to linger, or take your drink to go. Request a little extra something in your drink (and be extra nice to the bartenders), and they just might be able to add a drop of a golden substance to your beverage that makes you even more keen to meet new people — and maybe even a little braver, too.

▸ Just like a mouse with a cookie, your hosts know that any good drink needs something savory (or sweet!) to go with it. Just beyond the bar, you'll find an expansive display of SNACK TABLES, each filled to the brim with city specialties sure to encourage a feeling of goodwill and togetherness in anyone who eats them!

▸ The center table, decorated with a simple cream cloth, features your standard party fare. Finger foods are the name of the game here, with everything from your grandmother's favorite spinach dip and vegetable crudites to upscale bites like fried ravioli filled with only the richest cheeses. Sprinkled around the table, you'll also find more classics like tea sandwiches, petit fours, and other party planner staples. Everything here is perfectly safe to eat, and shouldn't offer any side effects other than a potential stomach ache if you decide to overindulge.

▸ The table to the far left, however, is a little cooler. Decorated with a rich navy blue cloth, the table is full of small bites and chilled drinks all catering to a very specific, very cool theme. Whether you try Flora's favorite chocolate spearmint cupcake (please don't tell her the icing looks like toothpaste) or a frosty glass of blueberry apple cider, each bite is sure to leave you tingling from new sensations. Treats and sweets from this table will, depending on what's chosen, offer tantalizing side-effects ranging from a literal chill in the air to phantom touches that encourage the eater to seek out the source, or even the sensation of time slowing down around you — eat too much at once, and these side-effects might just overwhelm you! Be sure to read the menu carefully before you choose your bite.

▸ On the far right, draped in a deep red cloth, lies the last table. Like its blue-hued sister, this table is themed around heat, with a variety of items sure to tempt even the shyest into exploring their inner spice champion. Cornelius' favorite cinnamon sweet potato cupcake takes center stage here, but you'll also find other sweet and savory snacks, as well as both hot and cold beverages like the classic hot toddy or crimson-hued sangria to wet your whistle. Items sampled from this table will provide encouragements ranging from a pleasant flush to sudden desires creeping up from your subconscious, or perhaps the immediate urgency of a well-known battery bunny. Forget to pace yourself on these small plates, and you may wind up moving too fast for even a speedster to keep up. Be sure not to speed-read over the menu before loading your plate. (We're looking at you, Mr. Allen.)

As may be expected, Flora and Cornelius aren't exactly the most experienced at planning a tasteful, sensual affair in Cuddle City, so they've enlisted the help of caterers from a nearby city that specialize in aphrodisiac cuisine. However... they may have failed to overlook that those available at short notice aren't always the most qualified for the job. There's a reason, after all, that they're available when others aren't.

The caterers certainly meant well, and they did their best to provide the high quantities requested within the ridiculously short time frame allocated, but consistency isn't exactly their best attribute. Some batches may have come out a little more concentrated than others, while others may lack any oomph whatsoever. Eat a bite-sized chocolate spearmint mini cupcake and maybe your touch will have a pleasant, icy tingle to the recipient, or maybe you'll smooch them and it'll be like a scene out of A Christmas Story. Pop a spicy Red Hots bite-sized cupcake into your mouth and warm your companion right up, or maybe you'll just singe a handprint into their clothes.

It's like Russian roulette. With cupcakes. Normal, right?

It's like Forrest Gump would say. Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. In this case, life's like a giant batch of cupcakes, and you never know which one's gonna make you want to tear your clothes off.



Howdy, cuddlers, and welcome to your first Energy Festival! This is the first of a quarterly event series, themed around the four seasons and timed to align with the solar calendar. While the city certainly emphasizes the charitable options available in the town square, and we are thrilled to see what sort of hijinks will ensue, we know there will be plenty of excitement (and plenty of questions) on the Togetherness Tent and the opportunities it provides.

As a reminder, consent is extremely important both ICly with the city administration and OOCly with our player guidelines. Characters will have full opportunity to know the effects of anything they consume, as labels will be available as well as descriptive menus above each table. There are also NPC'd catering staff as well as party hosts available, should a character have further questions about a specific item's effects or ingredients. However, as players, it is always up to you how thoroughly you wish to have your character read the fine print before diving right in. Should you wish to have your character ignore the menu and all printed warnings, eat an entire plate of cinnamon candies and wind up feeling an irresistable urge to disrobe, you're certainly welcome to do so! We simply ask that you keep in mind our policies on consent-based actions, and should your character's urges involve another character, that you obtain the appropriate IC and OOC permissions before moving forward, and please remember to utilize any content warnings in your subject lines if applicable.

If you have any further questions specific to this event, we encourage you to ask away on our QUESTIONS COMMENT here in this post. If you have general questions, or prefer a more private venue, our GENERAL INBOX (and SCREENED INBOX) is always available for you. In addition, if you've got an idea for a future event, feel free to drop us a line at our EVENTS SUGGESTION POST.

We hope you have tons of fun out there this month, cuddlers, and we'll see ya around!

wingedpriestess: (011)

[personal profile] wingedpriestess 2017-09-16 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[This therapy session is A+ already. Kendra watches her sip the whiskey and raises her eyebrow as she continues.

Sure, it might fester... but that's totally a healthy way to handle heartbreak, right? ... Right?]


Maybe... Guess I shouldn't test it to see if that's what happens. [She sighs and takes a lot of interest in another petit four- how cliché is she??? She makes a face and glances back up at Sara.] Everything will get better, right? Because damn if I don't feel overwhelmed by bad luck right now.
myownwoman: (♕ sehen)

part i.

[personal profile] myownwoman 2017-09-16 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ gaby had tried knitting for all of maybe three purls before she jabbed herself in the leg hard enough to bruise and decided abruptly that knitting is a terrible pastime and that is clearly why she hadn't taken it up before now.

she'd returned the knitting needles and yarn but had picked up instead a sewing needle and thread and that is what finds her almost entirely buried under a quilt like she is ready for bed, making tiny, precise little stitches as she closes up the two sides of the finished quilt. she might suck at knitting but she doesn't even seem to be paying attention to her careful stitches, watching the can sorting with mild interest.

sewing her ribbons on to point shoes for all those years pays off. ]


Do you think they are sorting by meal?
acuerdo: (149)

this entire damn post probably deserves a nsfw warning

[personal profile] acuerdo 2017-09-16 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[an undignified whimper. that's the response given as kim pulls his hands off her waist. thankfully, kim seems to have somewhere in mind, as her waist is replaced by her hand and he's dragged away from the snack tables without much further comment from him other than a nod and a quiet uh. okay.

they slip between tables where other couples are enjoying intimate conversation, none apparently aware of what is currently plaguing him and no doubt other people in attendance of the energy festival. at last he's summarily shoved onto a couch. kimberly follows shortly thereafter, settling right on his lap.

robbie heaves a sigh of relief as chills spread from his lap to the rest of his body. he makes good use of the relative privacy of their surroundings to run a hand along her calf, oh so conveniently exposed by kim's wriggling to get comfortable.]


Yeah, a little. How's this feel? [he asks as he drags his hand up further, fingers teasing the back of her knee as he continues to inch higher until his palms rests flat on the inside of her thigh.]
Edited 2017-09-16 23:16 (UTC)

buffy summers | ota; f/m anything naughty

[personal profile] gr8muppetyodin 2017-09-16 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
one; i could never wear that sweater

[ Sorting out clothes for charity was almost a dream come true. Buffy loved shopping. She loved clothes. She didn’t care if they were from the mall or the thrift store, she just cared that they fit and they looked good. She hadn’t had many clothes to spare, so most of her time was going into sorting the large piles from everyone else.

And yes, she was colour-coordinating, sorting into categories (casual, formal, work wear, clubbing, mens, womens, etc) and making notes of clothes she might get for herself later if they aren’t all taken.

Which is where she is now, back at the racks and looking through so she can go back to her apartment with way more clothes than she came with. There’s one jacket in particular she’s eyeing to wear tonight. ]


two; if ever your fortress caves you're always safe in mine

[ After picking up a cocktail from the bar (with a little something extra), Buffy eventually made her way over to the tent area. She had never seen anything like it, and those cushions just kept calling her. There was nothing wrong with relaxing for a little bit, right? She’d wandered the other areas ever since finishing the clothing drive, and now with her new jacket on and drink in hand, it was time just to wind down.

Luckily she’d gravitated towards one of the lighter coloured settings, because as soon as the petite blonde sat down, she was almost swallowed by the cushions. It was her black clothing that at least made it easier to spot her in amongst all the white and cream. A hand is reaching out, fingers wiggling to be rescued. Alternatively she might just pull you in with her. ]


three; wildcard

( find her by the bar, snack table, wherever you need her and want her. If she’s at the lanterns hers will be covered in poorly drawn stick figures and names of her sunnydale friends and family. i have to post things as i can at the moment, so if we still have threads going you can drop me a line and we can work out how this fits in. i not, just freeball it and i’ll play along. i’m generally pretty easy and open to all. [plurk.com profile] kindofabigdeal or pm. )
recoined: (259)

yr not wrong

[personal profile] recoined 2017-09-16 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
( with each breath, she shifts on his lap, huffing a bit as she tries to balance her position with the maximum skin-to-skin ratio; it takes a few minutes before she feels comfortable enough to settle in place. she winds up turned in, enough so that she's practically laying across him, one arm propping herself up on the armrest of the couch, her back facing out towards the rest of the party space. it gives a little bit of privacy to the hand so slowly creeping up her leg, slipping under the hem of her dress to palm her thigh, obscured from public view by the skirt itself.

in response to his question, kimberly lets out a slow exhale, eyes fluttering closed as the chill spreads through her limbs, not quite cold yet, but thankfully she's no longer burning up from the inside out either. )
You always feel good, ( breathed out, a quiet hum of pleasure as his fingertips press in a little against her skin. a pulse of cold, through her leg, helps a bit. she's still warm, though. the knit fabric of her dress weighs heavy against her limbs, trapping any heat and preventing it from escaping into the air above, and even though it's shifted up to expose a little more of her legs, her arms and chest are still particularly warm.

if these gentle, patient touches settle her, if earlier touches — her hand on his face, the press of his forehead against hers, his mouth against her neck — had felt good, it stands to reason that something that touches a little more will feel better. like lifting her head in order to press her lips to his, slow and soft as she waits with baited breath to see just how the touch will make her feel. )
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[personal profile] angelpants 2017-09-16 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
a - open bar

[ Anyone who knows her might be surprised to see Waverly on the other side of the bar right now. Unlike Wynonna, she doesn't drink like a fish. Still, it seems to be a good place to meet people at this festival. And a drink or two can't hurt.

She's excited to be here, and dressed in her typical girlie fashion. She's working on her first drink and chatting lightly with some people around the bar.

Suddenly she almost spills her drink when someone bumps into her from behind. Never one to let something like that get her down, she helps to steady the other person and grins. ]


You alright there? Maybe you've already had enough.

[ She's teasing. ]

b - lanterns in the sky, y'all

[ She's never been to something like this before, and she's very curious. She decorates a lantern all pretty with flowers and stuff.

She's also observing how everyone else's lanterns look. A lot of talented people here, she thinks to herself. And people seem to be having fun, which is always a good thing.

She finishes with her lantern, very carefully and turns to the person beside her. ]


So now what? I mean how do we make them float?

[ Maybe they've done this kind of thing before. ]

c - wildcard

(Want something else with Waves? Hit me up at [plurk.com profile] liveforthefight)
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Lanterns - Eugene & Claire

[personal profile] evogirl 2017-09-17 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Hey Eugene!

[ She spots him when she's working on her own lantern. Actually she's finished now, and just needs to release it. Lots of other people have already done that.

Claire releases hers and then gives Eugene a smile. ]


It's really good to see you!

[ She hasn't seen him in some time, probably since they first arrived here. ]
acuerdo: (23)

[personal profile] acuerdo 2017-09-17 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
[what's become abundantly clear with each press of skin against skin is that the heat generated by whatever it is that they've consumed here seems to lessen when they're together. robbie wishes he could more easily remove his jacket without having to stop touching her, but that just doesn't appear to be in the cards right now. instead of dwelling on that particular fact though, he gives her thigh a squeeze, nails digging lightly into her smooth skin.

his grip falters as her mouth finds his, lips feeling surprisingly cool against his own. robbie groans into her waiting mouth, then chases that chilly feeling by sliding his tongue out and tracing her lips.]

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[personal profile] recoined 2017-09-17 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
( the drinks had left her overwhelmingly warm, flush all over from a fever that threatened to swallow her whole, and cooling down had been the only thing she could focus on. discovering that touch offered reprieve had been a gift, desperately needed; piling into the couch to curl herself as close to him as she could had been an obvious, immediate resolution.

but the chills that course through her from the echo of his groans aren't entirely ingredient-induced. there's a little wanting mixed in, that familiar desire that creeps up her spine as the warmth of his body bleeds into hers; she doesn't hesitate to meet his eager touch with more of her own, hands sliding under the lapels of his jacket to curve over his shoulders, carefully encouraging the fabric up and over. )


Still warm, ( kimberly murmurs, words offering both explanation and encouragement. more seems to be the theme of the night, though that's nothing new for either of them. )
quinientos: (happy gun)

a!

[personal profile] quinientos 2017-09-17 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ People very much like their alcohol here, Vasquez thinks. Not that this is a bad thing, seeing as he likes to drink just as much as anyone else, maybe a bit more sometimes when he feels a little wary about where he is. He still hasn't adjusted completely, wearing the clothes he'd arrived in, because they're familiar. Because it's what he's lived in for the last six months anyhow, why change now?

He's distracted by all the sounds and sights around him that he doesn't look down until he's collided with someone, looking almost a foot down to see the young woman he'd bumped into. ]


I don't usually have to look so far down.

[ Gesturing to her glass, he gives her a wary look. ]

That's not so empty because of me? We could get new ones, if I'm responsible. I would hate to leave you out of a drink.
angelpants: (Default)

a!

[personal profile] angelpants 2017-09-17 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hey come on now, she's not THAT short. Maybe she's a bit on the short side, but he's also pretty tall. He also reminds her a bit of Doc, in a way. Maybe it's the way he's dressed. ]

That's very sweet of you. I actually was just finishing this one.

[ Not that she'd protest another. Maybe just one or two more, help her loosen up some and all that. ]

I'm Waverly.
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[personal profile] acuerdo 2017-09-17 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, me too. [he pulls his hand back just long enough to aid in the removal of his jacket, shucking it aside once his fingers fully clear the sleeves.

since they're both still warm and since it seems that all the extra touching that usually stokes a fire is — well it's still exciting as ever but it's not leaving him feeling like he's ablaze but rather it's a cooling relief that spreads across his skin with each stroke of fingers and each press of lips — he slides both hands back under her dress this time, reaching behind her to squeeze her ass.]

Gonna need more than just a makeout session to cool you down at this rate.
novacaine: (- DREAM AND)

surprise combo of 2 and 3 ok w/e

[personal profile] novacaine 2017-09-17 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
( will, thankfully, somehow manages to find enough coordination within himself to lift his beer — albeit a third gone, and definitely looking a little more golden — up and out of harm's way when a certain tiny pink-haired girl decides to make herself right at home on will's lap, seemingly appearing out of the fucking blue. while drenching himself and kate in beer probably wouldn't be the worst thing in the world for people like them — well, being a dick to the girl that you like and spilling a beer on her is probably a hard deal breaker.

right, that time he was a dick to kate because he was so caught up in his own shit. as though he could forget — the self-imposed reclusion, despite the meek promise that they'd talk soon. will's been working his ass off to drag himself out of that hole, though — which is probably why he ended up at this fucking wild ass tent in the first place, the reason why he intends to drink himself silly.

and have a hot girl on top of him, something that he's so fucking grateful for, and suddenly she procures a tiny, bite-sized cupcake from somewhere (a plate set next to them, obviously, but he's a little fucking distracted at the moment, thanks) and flaunting it right in front of his mouth. )
Nah, I haven't tried shit yet. Any good?
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[personal profile] recoined 2017-09-17 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
( the couch, tucked away as it is in a back corner of the party area, is still a public space; though it seems everyone is as equally enamored with their own companions, there's always the thought in the back of her mind that someone could very well get more of a view than they bargained for.

robbie's hands tug her closer, a firm squeeze as he whispers in her ear, and kimberly can't help but groan in response. a shift as she leans up to press her lips to the line of his jaw, exposed so neatly from this angle, and she echoes back, )
I don't wanna go home yet though. ( there was so much more she'd wanted to see, and they'd gone through all the effort of getting dressed up for the evening — as tempting as it was to drag him back to the front seat of his car, she did want to actually enjoy the evening she'd been promised. )

What was in those drinks?
distractly: (91.)

3. ya'll ready know what's comin

[personal profile] distractly 2017-09-17 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
( the bedouin tents were something of a dream, maroon and golden pillows accentuated by the occasional white down perched between, miscellaneous bodies strewn comfortably upon rugs and low-couches, popping sweets into their mouth as if they were so innocently that—sweets. she'd done a fair amount of research along the trifecta of deserts offered, all holding their own individual little surprises tucked within the recipe.

there's a myriad of lanterns lit, coupled with those spindling like golden stars up into the clouds from their makers below, and it's only once the crackling bits of fire dancing beneath an outdoor tent similar to it's larger siblings that she spots him, hair disheveled in that endearing way it usually is, the remnants of some treat lingering at his fingertips as he snuggles in on himself.

despite the temptation that lingered for just about any sort of delicacy when it was nearby, she opts to stay clean of any mind— or otherwise —altering dishes for the evening. as it stands, the moment she's got her sights set on baby, any taunting threads fastened about her limbs in attempts to draw her back to those miniature cupcakes diminishes in favor of something far more potent, far more inviting.

given the settling of fall around them, the evening called for something a little cozier, sneaking her way behind his figure, easily disguised by the soft chatter around them and the tiny snaps of the fire. it's only once she's close enough that she's kneeling down behind him, placing hands over each of his eyes with a playful hum, teeth sinking to her lips in order to keep back a snicker while she leans in, lips barely grazing his ear.
) You look like you're expecting someone, amante.
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[personal profile] killertrack 2017-09-17 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's been, for a moment, contemplating eating something else, but already the strange tingling going down trough his body is keeping him from it, looking for more heat, something more. He rubs his hands up and down his arms, looking around, people settled in close together, laughter in the air.

It's a nice atmosphere, but Baby is starting to think that maybe, Isabelle isn't going to show - that this isn't really her kind of thing. Maybe he should just go, and visit Izzy's, instead of waiting here, hanging on some hope that she'll show.

And then she does, and the mere touch of her hands to his face make him shiver, the tingling suddenly exacerbated and he leans back immediately, seeking her heat as he tilts his head back and into hers, lips parting on a soft exhale. ]


Only you. [ He pulls off one of his earbuds, the ringing not increasing, like Isabelle's mere presence is keeping it at bay. And it might be the food, or the atmosphere, but he feels like he doesn't have to try and be smooth, right now - just honest. How much he wants Isabelle is no secret to either of them, and right now, he wants nothing more than to have her close. ] I may have tried some of the food. Got me a little chilly. Like I could do with a hug.
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[personal profile] bikinimail 2017-09-17 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jen shrugs. ] Just counting corn. [ No big deal if she gets interrupted.

She smiles at his apron, but doesn't comment on it. ]


Yeah. I didn't really know anyone there, but... It was fun.
myownwoman: (♕ zusammen)

ii.

[personal profile] myownwoman 2017-09-17 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ gaby looks up when someone offers to take the box she was struggling to heave off the table and she steps back almost immediately. she'd thought, when she'd been watching them move boxes earlier, that they were probably too big for her but she'd thought to give it a try anyway. ]

Thank you.

[ maybe she should have taken one of the boxes that were lighter, filled with crackers instead of cans. he is admittedly much taller and larger than she is so maybe he will have better luck. ] I can show you where it goes, if you'd like?
myownwoman: (♕ strahlen)

[personal profile] myownwoman 2017-09-17 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ over by the cream table in the center, gaby is delicately nibbling on a small plate of petit fours with a glass of wine, keeping mostly to herself because aloof is still part of her nature, no matter how much time she spent in eudio.

that doesn't mean she doesn't laugh when linda literally breathes fire, a snort of amusement as she licks frosting off her lips, both hands too full to cover her mouth. ]


Maybe a glass of water?
myownwoman: (♕ konvers)

one.

[personal profile] myownwoman 2017-09-17 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ gaby was getting a refill for her beer after trying one of the spicier items in the food tent, feeling her mouth slightly less on fire than linda's was but still too warm for just wine to extinguish. back to the german staple of beer.

so, basically water.

she looks over at the woman nearby, mouth slanting up in a somewhat startled smile at the bright shade of her hair. the pink matches the flowers on her dress. ]


Not yet. I was hoping for someone else's first hand experience first.

[ and look, it doesn't take much to get get gaby teller drunk because although she's german, anything harder than beer or wine makes her sleepy. ]
quinientos: (happy gun)

[personal profile] quinientos 2017-09-17 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Vasquez.

[ He's starting to think that everyone here has some very strange names, given the people he's met in his time. He's not judging them for it, not exactly, but maybe a part of him thinks that the future is filled with people who get very bored with normal. ]

Come on. If you're almost finished, then it's a better excuse to get a new one. Maybe you can tell me what other things I've missed, bumping into pretty women.
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Bar

[personal profile] neutronium 2017-09-17 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh come now, one more wouldn't hurt, would it?

[Hux walks up to the bar, and orders two cable cars, each with the extra elixir in it. Once he's done paying, he picks up the drinks, holding one out for Ferdi. Hux ensured that he's looking dapper today, but when does he not? He is, however, much more relaxed than normal--because he's had a few drinks.]

Ferdi, isn't it? We spoke on the network, regarding struggles with technology.

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[personal profile] distractly 2017-09-17 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
( the entirety of his figure nearly bows into her, and she catches that breath edge to his voice, the want that waits within it's undertones thick and sweet and all too inviting for her to deny. there's a grin hidden against his temple, one he might feel the brush of just before she's removing hands from the cover they'd played to his gaze, stepping over the large array of cushions and pillows alike to curl up beside him. )

Well I'd say I'm a lucky girl. ( she's never been possessive by nature, and she couldn't blame any other roaming set of eyes that may have settled on the boy throughout the evening when he'd sat on his own. that pout, a kind demeanor, it was difficult to resist, and she supposes everything she's felt for him, the way it's grown, is every bit a testament to that. she isn't shy to curl up to his side, lifting his arm to comfortably furl around her shoulder with a soft sigh.

just because she'd chosen to keep from indulging in the sweets doesn't mean she isn't curious to their affects. sorry, baby, she may have to study a bit more intimately.
) Chilly, desiring for hugs. What else do you feel? ( temple rests back against the edge of his shoulder, gaze turned up to study what bit of his features she can. )
venaris: comissioned. DNT ! (Default)

two.

[personal profile] venaris 2017-09-17 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
( alright, so maybe he'd dappled in that too hot table a bit too much with a bit too little thought or care toward it, given he's left shrugging out of preferred flannel even with the biting, fall breeze coming in through the larger tent. looks like some form of a hippy get together to him, but it's a safe bet not to count him out of anything that's going to involve a plethora of sweets.

his only complaint: where's the pie? (alright, there's a meat one, but he's looking for the good stuff.)

he's popped one too many of those cinnamon cupcakes, leaving a natural flush upon his cheeks, and he's about to exit the area to indulge a bit more in the crisp air outdoors when he notices the petite blonde being quiet literally suffocated back into one of the endlessly-pillowed cushions. there's no doubt he gets a little amusement out of it, given the husky chuckle that proceeds him, before he's reaching a larger, callous hand out to grab hers.
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This place is it's own kind of death trap, I tell ya.
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[personal profile] killertrack 2017-09-17 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She moves to his side and his arm lifts up to wrap around her shoulders, pulling her in closer as much as he dares, his nose turning into her hair when she settles by his side. He wants - he wants - Izzy all over him, straddling him, possessing him. He doesn't know how to say it or if he'll ever get it but he's happy to wait.

He breathes her in before speaking, the music in his ears quiet, faraway at this point, like the background soundtrack of a movie he loves. He takes his time to answer, savoring the feel of her against his side. ]


I feel... like your hands are running through my hair. Down my arms. I can see them here - [ He takes hold of one of them, wraps his larger hand around hers. ] - but it's like they're all over me instead.

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