MABON } 22nd September

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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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Arthur bows his head as he considers that statement. It's bold, and he could just write it off as Eames' ego talking, but from what he knows of Eames he doesn't actually make empty threats very often. He could just leave it at that, but Eames has piqued his curiousity now.

"Are you planning something?"

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Eames looks at Arthur with a look in his eye that says he is pretty clearly, but he's not about to start talking about it here.

He shakes his head and raises his eyebrows at Arthur, a small smirk tugging at his lips, "that's not party talk."

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Ugh, another reason to hate parties. Arthur gives him a heavy sigh for his troubles and tries very hard to think about something else but he's in strategy mode now and that's Eames' fault.

Okay, he wasn't going to ask this question, but the alcohol is lowering his self-control a bit and now all he's thinking about is getting out of here and grilling Eames about his plans for Harris.

"What are you doing after this?"

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He knows Arthur's after information, in retrospect he should've expected it — Arthur's really easy to set off that way — but he decides to act as if Arthur's just asked to hook up instead. As much as he can with this many people around anyway.

"Well I need to pick up the dog, but after that..." He shrugs a shoulder, lingering a little on his words, "I could pencil you in."

Unless Arthur wants to come on a trip to get the dog too.

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Arthur's not really in the mood for running errands with Eames at that moment, as much as he likes the dog. "Just text me," he says. "I probably won't stick around too long anyway."

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Eames backs up a step, glancing around at the assembled before he turns to go back to the party. Time to get back to hosting.

"Have fun."

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"Yeah," Arthur says absently as he pulls out his phone to check it. Damn Eames and his refusal to talk serious politics at this party.

"Later."