Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody!
What: The Halloween Ball is finally here.
When: Evening of October 31st. (Or earlier, for those who arrive pre-Ball to take advantage of the safety bubble.)
Where: In the village's main plaza.
Summary: After one of the most grueling weeks Luceti's ever known, it finally all comes to a head when a massive, spooky tent appears over

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[during the ball]

[falenandawn]

[As soon as he’d helped those he needed to get to the tent, Frey breathed a sigh of relief. The freedom from hallucinations was a blessing, considering how bad they gotten the past few days. But now it was over, right?

He’s going to take the chance to relax, walking around and enjoying the night, maybe checking out that odd punch later.]

[boomchucka]

[Stalking up to Frey is one Selphie freshly woken up from a nice nap. With her heeled boots thudding softly in the dirty, the perky brunette will be giving Frey a nice, sharp kick to the shin.]

[falenandawn]

Ow! [Cue jumping up and down like a dork while holding his leg. What did he do...?] S-Selphie...?

[boomchucka]

[And Selphie's hands are going to her hips and she'll be giving you her best glare.]

I could've walked you know.

[falenandawn]

[He's just going to raise an eyebrow at that.] ....Selphie, I had to break down your door.

[boomchucka]

[Minor details. She would've calmed down eventually as her lower lip juts out into a pout.]

I would've calmed down eventually. [Lies. She needs to work on her lying obviously.]

[falenandawn]

[He wavers a bit at that pout, but stands strong.]

Would you rather have been stuck in the house hallucinating longer, then? It was the fastest way to get you here. [Translation: "I am a worry wort and a mother hen."]

[boomchucka]

[Tap, tap, tap goes the foot!]

A coat would've been nice...

Keywords~

[falenandawn]

[A sigh. True, it is cold out.] Sorry, I was more concerned with getting you here to remember to grab something.

At least you aren't seeing things anymore...?

PFFT

[boomchucka]

[Selphie plops herself down on a nearby chair and shivers. How did she manage this back home exactly? It's making her want to stock up on jeans.]

I guess that's an upside to this... [She starts rubbing her arms.]

[falenandawn]

[Frey pauses, then... starts pulling off his over tunic. It's not much, really, and the uniform wasn't really designed for warmth, but it was his fault. He'll hold it out to her when he's finished.] Here.

[boomchucka]

[Selphie reaches out for the tunic hesitantly before it vanishes from her hand and winds up back on Frey.]

Sorry. Next time, I want costume with pants and long sleeves...

[falenandawn]

I'm sorry. Seems the costume shifts are still in place.... [Frey looks around, spotting a table.] Be right back.

[Give him a few minutes, he'll be coming back with a clean table cloth.] Would this work?

[boomchucka]

Hm? Okay...

[And Selphie waits somewhat patiently before Frey presents her with the table cloth. A certain someone would've worked better but she doesn't say this. She doesn't want to be a party pooper.]

It'll work great. [Smile, smile!] Thank you.

[falenandawn]

No problem. It wouldn't do for you to catch cold. [Indeed, that would have dulled the mood considerably. Frey's just trying to focus on the now, like he hasn't been able to do in days. Later though, he'll probably be all sorts of depressed.]

[boomchucka]

[Oh Frey, just because it's you and there's no use in hiding it... Selphie's smiling sadly.]

Ceodore would make me stay in bed again for another week.