MABON } 22nd September

[falsify]

The times, they are a'changing. But in this case, it's the same way they change every year. The 22nd of September is the Autumn Equinox, and aside from it being a great time for witches to get up to all sorts of shady shit with fae, it's time for the seasonal change in power between the two Courts. And in typical Fae fashion, this event is to be marked with a hugely ostentatious party. They've taken over Crystal Palace Park for a party that'll be going near on 24 hours. The trees are lit with twinkling lights, and many fae have chosen to forgo their glamours — some are indescribably beautiful, others monstrous, and quite a few... Well, they look more or less human, but obviously it doesn't bother them and it shouldn't bother you either! There is dancing, flirting, and laughter. And the drinks and food are free flowing. Slipping between realms is also extremely easy, but there's been strict instruction not to steal any mortals tonight or there'll be hell to pay. This also marks the first official appearance of Eames as the Lord of Autumn, (it's not something he could readily get out of, you see,) so expect plenty of gossip about how odd it is he seems to shy away from his title, his obsession with mortals, and how very un-Fae it is of him to cancel the hunt.
	The RULES are as follows: All vampires must have a fae chaperone. The open invite does extend to vampires, but we can't just have them walking around doing whatever they like, can we? In addition, drinking blood is strictly forbidden. Consensual or not, any vampire found drinking blood within a half mile radius of the park will be killed. It's just not good manners. Violence is also forbidden. It's just not fun for everyone. If you really need to have it out with someone, challenge them to a duel. The children's playground has been made into a duelling area with guards to make sure it all goes smoothly. There are weapons available and they're all very medieval.
That's about it, they aren't a very rule-heavy bunch and honestly just want to have a fun night.

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[dirtyredneck]

Daryl went still, hand up near his mouth while he processed that. After a couple moments his hand moved to rub at his chin, right under his bottom lip, thumb lazily playing with the chin fuzz.

"He safe?"

[anniesgonemad]

Without hesitation, Annie nods enthusiastically. "He'd rather die than hurt me." So yes, he was as safe as they came.

[dirtyredneck]

That didn't mean he was safe. But he wasn't sure pointing that out right now would be a good idea. It was already hard enough to articulate things in a way that wouldn't get her upset.

He did give her a bit of a side-eye, though. Still unsure. The guy wasn't one of theirs, a member of Hillingdon. And he was fae. And fae could be downright fickle. He could decide he was tired of her from one day to the next.

But he didn't say nothing, just grunted and went for another drink.

[anniesgonemad]

Annie reaches for another bottle to give to Daryl. "He's really great," she insists. "You'll like him, I promise!" Ringer didn't like her relationship with Finnick, and she didn't think anyone else at Hillingdon knew about her and Finnick.

Odd, come to think.

[dirtyredneck]

"Uh huh." He sounded like he believed her. Totally. Completely. not at all. But despite the skepticism, he wasn't to the point of being outright sarcastic. And she was handing him a bottle, anyway, so... how many was this now? Too many, obviously.

"Gonna grab some food."

[anniesgonemad]

Annie nods mutely. Probably for the best.

"Okay. Uhm. I'll see you around?" She waves at him and pauses. "Gran'd love to have you over for dinner sometime. If you want. Think about it."

[dirtyredneck]

That made him go still for a moment, lips squeezing together while he slowly nodded, "Okay." Even the alcohol couldn't make up for his shyness at being invited over to dinner by someone. He did manage to get his feet moving before he thought she could catch onto it, though.