Happy Halloween

[lord_admin]

Who: Open, please tag yourselves
What: Hallows Eve Celebration
When: Forward-dated to the 31st of October
Where: Starts in the Keep's Great Hall

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[wolvesxeyes]

Megamind isn't hard to spot, and as soon as Wolf notices the blue man strutting in she smirks and slowly makes her way over, taking care to stay out of sight.

Once she's sure he hasn't seen her and she's in position to strike, Rea pops up beside him, grinning like a cat.

"Looking sharp, blue boy; that's from a video game, isn't it?"

[notpredictable]

He's leaned over the table filled with refreshments, trying to decide if he was going to bother with any of it when she pops up next to him and startles him, causing him to nearly drop his wine class.

"Blast it all--" He huffed, straightening himself and offering her a glare.

"It's either extreme for you, isn't it?!"

[wolvesxeyes]

Sarea merely grins and puts her hands on her hips, winking with a laugh, "Only for you, blue boy. You're reactions are priceless~"

She backs off a bit to let him recover, still grinning and pretending to survey the food assortment. Wolf will never admit it, but he's officially her favorite person to bother in the Keep; he's just to much fun!

"Sooooo this is the costume you chose, eh?" Wolf grins, ears pricked through her helmet, "Y'look quite dapper~!"

[notpredictable]

"Megamind. My name. Is. Megamind." He shook a finger at her as he straightened his cape and adjusted his collar, looking particularly indignant at his now disheveled appearance.

"It is, yes. And -- you think so? It's rather dashing, if I do say so myself."

[wolvesxeyes]

"The day that you stop calling me Miss James is the day I start calling you Megamind, blue boy." Sarea's grinning like the wolf she is, tail swishing behind her.

"Rather dashing, indeed. Were I dressed as a lady I would be fawning, dear sir~" To say wolf is amused is an understatement, especially because she is dressed as opposite to a lady as can be~

[notpredictable]

He huffs in indignation, confused by all of the people here at the Keep. All of them.

"Honestly, I don't understand you people. You'd think that you'd appreciate the courtesy I extend you." Except half the time it's not courtesy - only in certain cases. In Sarea, Bryn, Claudia and Ryn's case - it is. Everyone else, it's sarcastic and sardonic.

"Anyway. Do you dance?" He sets his glass down roughly, eyeing her in apprehension with keen interest.

[wolvesxeyes]

"Oh, I appreciate it," Wolf grins, tilting her head a bit, "I just don't like being called by my last name. When you grow up with seven siblings, y'kinda get to the point where your first name is all you want to be called by."

That and 'Miss James' had always made her feel like a stuffy old librarian.

"Naw, never really had the chance to try. I've probably got two left feet." Rea laughs, shrugs, and glances at him, still grinning, "Were you inclined to ask me to dance, sir?"