it's a paaaaarty

[indelebilis]

♥ Who: Aera Mirus Fleuret and YOU.
♥ Where: Around town and at her residence.
♥ When: NOW!
♥ What: Smoothies. It's literally a party... to make smoothies. A smoothie mingle, if you will.
♥ Rating: S for Smoothie. Also I can't imagine this getting rated any more than a PG 13 for language and shenanigans.

[ A - It's shoppin' time! ]

[ In the morning, Aera can be found hanging around various areas of town, mostly picking up little things. Party hats, she's discovered, are some of her favorite things. She's also got to make sure she's got plenty of cups, too. If one is to throw a party based on the premise of whipping up various smoothies, then one needs to be properly prepared.

She's also dropping hand written invitations off and handing them out to random people, because why not?

The invitation simply reads:
'Dearest friend and or loved one,
It has been brought to my attention recently that smoothies are delicious and, apparently, on occasion, magical. With this in mind, I've realized that I do not actually know how to make a smoothie.
You are invited to my home [INSERT ADDRESS HERE] this evening for a smoothie party. Supplies will be provided, but if you wish to bring anything, please do. The more the merrier!

P.S - if Ardyn says he did not want to throw a party, do not believe him. He is lying. He is very excited about smoothies.

-Aera Mirus Fleuret'

That last part is probably a lie. He's probably not that excited for smoothies. ]

[ B - PARTAAAAAY ]

[ As the sun sinks and night falls, Aera's opened her home up to anyone and everyone. Upon your arrival, no matter who you are, you will be greeted with a hug and a kiss to the cheek, along with having a delightful party hat strapped to your head. How festive!

In the kitchen, she's got lots of things ready for smoothie making. Well... things she thinks would make for good smoothies. But if you've brought anything, she'll gladly take it with a thanks and place it with the rest of the things in the kitchen.

Go on. Make a smoothie. Drink the smoothie. Mingle. It's a smoothie party, after all. ]

[[ ooc; it's a mingle friends! Feel free to start your own threads, tag whoever you want, and have a fabulous time making chaos smoothies. ]]

Comments

[original_is_best]

"Indeed, I have taken a step back as he has worked with the natives. Though I do not believe we should rely solely on him."

Verstael didn't entirely trust Magolor either. He would work with him when it benefited him, though. He just wouldn't put it past Magolor to potentially sell him out for his own profit.

[meridio]

Trust no one, not even the floating egg.

"The nature of this world spurns reliance on a single individual." This was why he'd asked Verstael about having successors to his work in a prior conversation. "He intends to open a base of operations."

[original_is_best]

"Does he? Do you know what sort of facilities it will be?"

He pondered what work Magolor would be doing that would require its own building. Perhaps an embassy, of sorts.

[meridio]

"Details will be forthcoming. He acknowledges the folly of working alone, but continues to delay for myriad reasons."

It was something of a vicious cycle at this stage in planning. The city would surely benefit from the presence of an embassy, particularly for new arrivals, whom Magolor himself had named.

[original_is_best]

"..."

He didn't entirely think that Magolor was incapable of getting anything done, but he had certainly seen his fair share of hints that caused him to put some distance between himself and the globe. He did have a sense of self-preservation, after all. He could only wonder why he was making a myriad of excuses.

"It may be best to find some more people who are trustworthy but also amiable with the natives. Perhaps Regis."

He had someone else in mind, but he didn't want to give that name up. Forgive him for being a bit protective of his potential resources.

[meridio]

Timing was all poor all around. Either Magolor was falling ill or getting set back by the goings-on of the city. Neither of those should have been cause for setback, but Somnus suspected that Magolor was the sort to enjoy positive attention. So long as that was given, there would be promise of some progress.

"Once the facility has opened, he will search for volunteers. Direct your candidates there."

[original_is_best]

"Very well."

Whether he would or not remained to be seen, but he wasn't going to argue it in public.

"Have you ever been in direct contact with the Astrals?"

[meridio]

He'd intended only to deliver the news he'd heard. Now that Verstael had heard it, too, it was time to move on.

"I once stood before the Draconian."

[original_is_best]

"How did that event come to occur?"

Certainly new information, and very intriguing.

[meridio]

"I put on the ring and received my calling. Nothing more."

[original_is_best]

"What did he tell you of your calling?"

[meridio]

"His words are mine to receive and follow, not repeat. I am no Oracle."

[original_is_best]

Not the answer he wanted, but he doubted he would get much more if he pushed further.

"And when did this occur?"

[meridio]

He looked at Verstael, then toward the door. "I ask that you show me how samples are collected." It wasn't that he meant to avoid the question. As far as he was concerned, he'd already answered it and now was well his turn.

[original_is_best]

Well, he wanted answers.

But he also wanted samples. Clever of Somnus to fight against one of his interests by exploiting another. His gaze traveled to the door that Somnus was looking at, and he debated with himself a moment, his hand squeezing Somnus' lightly in a bit of frustration.

"Very well."

They could head to his residence, then. Without much thought to how it looked, he headed towards the door, still holding Somnus' hand as they headed out.