Valentine (Natalya) Ramirez (
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zenderael_mmo2013-01-17 06:16 pm
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[EVENT] - Valentine's Solstice
Who: Open!
When: Monday the 20th through Wednesday the 22nd (Bonfire on the 21st)
Where: Days' End League Hall
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: Violence (Val/Nova), vomit (a few threads??), fireworks, mention of death
[Valentine is hosting a Solstice party at Days' End! Some got invited, and if she ran into you anywhere for longer than two minutes she may have invited you. There is booze and games and dancing and floral wreaths and festival foods and everything. If Val saw you at the party you may well have gotten wreathed.]
[It's a pretty open-invite party though, so even if you weren't personally invited, wandering in off the street is perfectly acceptable. They've got a few random partiers showing up, both Earthers and Zenners, and there are several Earthers residing on the premisis also in attendance, as well as most of Days' End's members.]
[The bonfire gets lit early Tuesday and Valentine and Flambre keep it going through the day into the wee hours of the night (except for around one hour after sunset where she runs off to attend the druid ceremonies). The majority of the loud partying will likely happen on that day.]
When: Monday the 20th through Wednesday the 22nd (Bonfire on the 21st)
Where: Days' End League Hall
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: Violence (Val/Nova), vomit (a few threads??), fireworks, mention of death
[Valentine is hosting a Solstice party at Days' End! Some got invited, and if she ran into you anywhere for longer than two minutes she may have invited you. There is booze and games and dancing and floral wreaths and festival foods and everything. If Val saw you at the party you may well have gotten wreathed.]
[It's a pretty open-invite party though, so even if you weren't personally invited, wandering in off the street is perfectly acceptable. They've got a few random partiers showing up, both Earthers and Zenners, and there are several Earthers residing on the premisis also in attendance, as well as most of Days' End's members.]
[The bonfire gets lit early Tuesday and Valentine and Flambre keep it going through the day into the wee hours of the night (except for around one hour after sunset where she runs off to attend the druid ceremonies). The majority of the loud partying will likely happen on that day.]
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[She gives him a firm shove with both hands, forgetting one's holding a bottle which promptly spills- oops.]
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[already having trouble staying upright, he lands flat on his back
in retaliation(?) he kicks her while he's still on the ground; this was maybe meant as a sweep to trip her too, but he's not composed enough for that and it winds up just a kick in the shin]
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[OH NO HE DIDN']
OW!
[She stumbles back and hops on one leg because THAT FUCKIN' HURT and also drunk- wait she has heals]
[Healin' that shit, yup]
[Then she turns on him, glaring down, looks at the bottle still in her hands- ....nah, that'd be a waste of booze.]
[She summons a little earth spirit under him instead, a worm-like thing that doesn't do much more than wriggle and writhe about while trying to get free]
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he hollers and bolts up and brushes his hands around trying to find it, although he probably just left it on the ground]
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[Val doubles over with laughter, pointing and cackling. The spirit, now freed, burrows into the ground to disappear]
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WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT
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he wobbles up to his feet and THROWS A PUNCH although it's just at her shoulder (maybe because of what Alex said earlier?!)
but there is some added momentum because he is also basically stumbling into her again]
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she has just enough time to lift the bottle up out of the way, though it is losing some of its contents from all of the flailing WHAT A WASTE
and then she reaches out to drunkenly grab at his wrist while stumbling back, tripping, and landing on her arse]
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although tbh that was probably inevitable either way]
That's what you get for laughing at me!!
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[though it is half-hearted b/c she is laughing at him again TAKE THAT YOU CRAZY REDHEAD]
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CUT IT OUT!
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[but she does hold the bottle out as an offering???]
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WHAT. NOW.]
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[she stares at it sadly while the liquid dribbles out of the bottle, only thinking to scramble after it and snap it back up after much of it has already gone into the ground]
[...well at least the earth got to have some?]
[stares at the bottle, mostly empty, shrugs, chugs the rest of it down-]
[-and then whips the empty bottle in Nova's direction, awkwardly]
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You missed.
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Yup.
[fingers waggle, she manipulates the bush near where the bottle landed, roots pulling up to fling the bottle towards Nova again. It's kind of an awkward flop though, not a whole lot of force behind it.]
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not very hard at all
but the INDIGNITY
oh the glare you get Val!]
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[At least she's not laughing at you]
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[tho she didn't say anything]
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[there's the laughing again]
[loudly]
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misses
crashes down next to her and looks kinda miserable for a minute
Then tries to recoup his losses by PULLING HER HAIR]
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[...not that]
[she lets out a loud hoot of laughter, which cuts off in a shrill scream when he pulls her hair]
[...]
[she slaps him across the face. or. in that general area.]
Tha's cheatin'!!! [HUFF!]
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Is it cheating? wtf is with these secret rules everywhere
THERE'S EVEN RULES TO ATTACKING STRANGERS and he doesn't KNOW them
zdi Nix!!]
[throwing another punch; this one might connect if she's not careful]
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[she was so not expecting him to try again so soon]
[she flinches back, but he hits her in the shoulder, and it actually hurts more than she expected.]
[rubbing her shoulder]
Tha' fuck!
[she throws a heal into it- man he is seriously killing her buzz here. course this means she's sobering up and he's less fun and... he ruined her booze. hmph.]
[she stands up, glaring down at him. flips her hair back, weaves her hands together. her hands glow a faint green, and a bunch of small wind spirits start to appear- like tiny little tornados whipping about above him- six of them, which descend upon him and start tugging at his hair, little sharp tugs before letting go and flitting around for another dive.]
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