http://lord-wizard.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lord-wizard.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2011-10-28 12:06 pm

Happy Diwali [open]

Who: All of Paradisa! That means YOU
What: Feasts and fireworks, oh my!
When: The third day of Diwali; Friday, Oct. 28th
Where: Everywhere (though just the ballroom for the feast)
Rating: Um, not more than PG? This is a family holiday, guys, come on...

Diwali is living up to it’s name today. The lights are everywhere today both outside and in.  Stands of candles line the lobby like a temple and lanterns hang from the very ceiling. Everywhere there is light.

Today, however, you can add new smells and sounds to the list as well. Music drifts through the air into the lobby, along with the fragrant, spice filled scents of foods and sweets.

((FEAST | FIREWORKS))


[identity profile] arrowonthewind.livejournal.com 2011-11-03 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
She's not quite sure if she's just been stood up or saved, so she just nods, giving Aziraphale's hand a pat as he touches her shoulder.

"Of course," she says, then smiles a little thinly at Crowley, inclining her head. "A pleasure to meet you."
Edited 2011-11-03 03:27 (UTC)

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-03 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
Crowley gives her a cheery wave, pushing the angel in a direction AWAY from any poor suffering people.

"Likewise, ciao," then to Aziraphale. "Come on, angel, can't keep things waiting."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Following Crowley to a less populated corner of the room, traditionally near the twiglets and those odd little cheese niblets that tasted of sawdust, he rose an eyebrow at the demon.

"Well? What is it that couldn't wait?"

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Crowley had started to busy himself collecting a handful of twiglets, looking up at the angel's question.

"What? Oh, nothing. I was just getting you away from the big eared lass before she died of boredom."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
Folding his arms, distinctly unimpressed, he huffed indignantly.

"Then if you will excuse me, I have people who enjoy my company waiting."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-04 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nononononono," Crowley stepped in front of him, blocking his escape. "You can't, on account of I'm thwarting YOUR wile."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-06 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Excuse me? I am not performing any wile, how dare you!"

Drawing himself up to his full height, and puffing his chest out in the time honoured way of the slightly annoyed parish council member, he began to stalk past Crowley.

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-06 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley, rather undignified, grabbed onto Aziraphale's arm, to be dragged a few yards before digging his heels in.

"You are, you're annoying that woman."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-06 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Get off!"

If for no other reason than this was wrinkling his angora wool outfit, and nobody wanted to have to try and iron out those creases.

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-06 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley released him, then sighed, waving a hand.

"Fine, be a bad party guest, if you so wish."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-07 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
A bad party guest? The accusation was like throwing ice water over the angel, and he stalled in his tracks looking almost comically like a lost puppy.

"I'm... I'm not, am I?"

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-07 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. Damn. Now Crowley felt bad, The heart he pretended he didn't posses hurting a little over the sake of that stupid puppy face.

"Nah, not that bad. You're just out of practise."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-07 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"It has been a while, I suppose."

In actuality, the last dinner party that Aziraphale had attended had ended with a pheasant course and cigars.

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-07 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"There you go, then. You need to shape up, people do it differently now."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
He is a little suspicious, he knows Crowley too well to not suspect a potential trap here, but...

"In what way, different?"

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Well," the demon considered saying something outlandish, but his horrible sense of Not Wanting to Hurt the Angel kicked in. "For a start, they read social cues."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was reading social cues, she asked me to tell her all I knew about the food on offer."

Of course, that she hadn't realised that what he knew would be quite so expansive was irrelevant.

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"And then you lectured her on them. You went into information overload."

[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"She asked for all the information I had, how is that overload?"

He was just doing as she'd asked.