Let's make tonight the weekend, I don't wanna wait
Though Kaisel's gaze sparkles after Astaroth 's retreating form, dying to know more, he turns his attention expectantly to Mateo to fill in the blanks. Flora and Sohalia soon return though, though no one stays stationary for long or offers further remark, and so the party is not derailed further nor is it overshadowed by the argument.
It continues well into the evening, and candles are blown out and cake served well before anyone is too faded for it to be considered a fire hazard. Kaisel even brings out a tiny smash cake for Enzo , claiming that since he's been revived, his birthday officially restarts so he's just turned one again, hence the tiny cake and not at all because I forgot they have shared birthdays being fucking twins and all. The smashing of cake soon turns to more drinks and dancing that has become more loose and questionable, and party decor swiftly becomes props and playthings as inhibitions lower all around. The ice carving at some point ends up in the pool, and one of the band members passes out on the couch. Kaisel, a deifnite fire risk by now, sages the entire place at some point, very grimly informing people he's saving their souls as he does so.
As guests begin to retire for the night, either to their own homes or a designated or offered room here, the celebration naturally winds itself down into something quieter and made memorable (or not, depending on the number of Blue Torchers) rather than a memory unfolding. At least one pair still has something of a memory to make though, as Kaisel takes Flora 's hand and carts her away from the spotlight at long last, the one gift he's adament she open tonight tucked in his pocket with a far too obvious shape in his shorts. The act of slipping away is almost practiced, as if fading into nothing more than laughter and each other's arms is always how the night ends, regardless of what preceeds it.
[FIN]
It continues well into the evening, and candles are blown out and cake served well before anyone is too faded for it to be considered a fire hazard. Kaisel even brings out a tiny smash cake for Enzo , claiming that since he's been revived, his birthday officially restarts so he's just turned one again, hence the tiny cake and not at all because I forgot they have shared birthdays being fucking twins and all. The smashing of cake soon turns to more drinks and dancing that has become more loose and questionable, and party decor swiftly becomes props and playthings as inhibitions lower all around. The ice carving at some point ends up in the pool, and one of the band members passes out on the couch. Kaisel, a deifnite fire risk by now, sages the entire place at some point, very grimly informing people he's saving their souls as he does so.
As guests begin to retire for the night, either to their own homes or a designated or offered room here, the celebration naturally winds itself down into something quieter and made memorable (or not, depending on the number of Blue Torchers) rather than a memory unfolding. At least one pair still has something of a memory to make though, as Kaisel takes Flora 's hand and carts her away from the spotlight at long last, the one gift he's adament she open tonight tucked in his pocket with a far too obvious shape in his shorts. The act of slipping away is almost practiced, as if fading into nothing more than laughter and each other's arms is always how the night ends, regardless of what preceeds it.
[FIN]
Kaisel
Got no reason not to celebrate
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
