[SEASONAL EVENT] A Palmer for Long Night

Go? Get dressed? Oh no. No, no, no, no. That won't do at all. Frey enjoys LongNight. Not the death aspect, horribly predictive as it always is, but the locked away bits? The locked doors, candles, hushed words, a few monsters to get the adrenaline high and the blood pumping. If you're about to die, why not give it one last go, after all? Or a first go, as the case may be. The noises from the outside world are suddenly hushed away. The sound of the luxere pawing, the wind against the windows, even the childish giggles youthful predictions about what is going on inside the room, they all fade away. Such bothers anyways. The air suddenly feels warm, and both Emmett and Phoebe feel the strange desire to be wearing less, but also to be below the blankets. Their bodies relax, the tension and unease ebbs away. Until the door opens, no on in the room can hear anything from outside of it, and no one outside can hear anything within. Frey