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.

Comments

[falsify]

"Don't worry about it." Eames lofts his eyebrows with a smirk, glancing around before leaning in a little toward Finnick, "I'm pretty sure all the gossip hounds here care more about trying to find embarrassing stories about me than anyone else here."

[thelittlemerman]

The corners of Finnick's lips twist into a wry smile. "Well, you are the host, after all."

He takes a pull of his drink and and looks around as if he's trying to watch out for these so-called gossip hounds. "Are you worried? Surely we all have things to hide as the centuries roll on."

[falsify]

"Nah," the amused look on his face doesn't go anywhere-- sure there's things he'd prefer didn't get out, but the only people here who could actually hurt him would be doing it with a side of mutually assured destruction.

"I keep my secrets locked up pretty tight."

[thelittlemerman]

"Everyone has a weak link," Finnick says, conversationally. He's not trying to say Eames isn't good at keeping his secrets but he is quite convinced of the idea that no one's secrets are 100% safe.

[falsify]

That makes him laugh, soft and short, and he tips his head thoughtfully. Finnick's right, of course, and there's a reason Eames prefers not to have too many people involved in any one thing, but there's still enough people here who know him and things he's done that maybe he should be a little concerned.

Should be, but he's not.

"Perhaps," he says, "but I doubt anyone here has what it takes to break them."

[thelittlemerman]

Finnick smiles, amused and a little impressed by Eames' confidence. He wishes he had some of that for himself but paranoia has worked in his favour as well.

"Well, I should leave you to your hosting," he says.