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Ruby Rose ([personal profile] guidemyway) wrote in [community profile] singillatim2024-01-08 06:43 pm

GIRLS NIGHT, GIRLS NIGHT!

Who: Various!
What: Girls Night!
When: Early in the month!
Where: Ruby's House

Content Warnings: N/A Will update as necessary



[A few days after putting the ad up on the bulletin board, the promised evening has arrived. Ruby has a banner hanging up on the patio of her cabin that reads “GIRLS NIGHT” and every once in awhile she can be seen at the door checking for new arrivals, or poking her head up at a window to do the same.

Her cabin is interesting to say the very least. She did her best to clean up all the clutter but it's pretty obvious she isn't exactly the cleanest person in town. Her giant scythe and snowboard are hanging by the door. And there's a green gem sword on display above her fireplaces' mantle with a little hand carved plaque that reads “The Protector of Mantle.” There's also a framed photograph of her looking a couple years younger with her team from home. The kitchen is a bit of mess with a few obvious scorch marks, melted bits on the counter, and just signs that there had been more than one fire in there.

But she had managed to gather up as much as she could for the big party. Including a handful of basic snacks like cookies, chips, and whatever she scrounge up that didn't require any actual cooking skills. There are a handful of games like Risk, Connect 4, and a partially torn up game of twister. There's even an old red and blue boom box playing some hits from the 80's and 90's courtesy of Kate Marsh like Eye of the Tiger, Can't Touch This, I Don't Want To Miss a Thing, If You Want To Be my Lover, and Hit Me Baby, One More time, and many more!]


[OOC: Feel free to make a top level! I'll have one up soon myself! Anyone is free to mingle or try to infiltrate the party.

Feel free to contact me at jjabarrett on plurk or discord for any plotting]
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[personal profile] flambeaux 2024-02-22 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
Louis gets an inkling that his words are falling on willfully deaf ears. Not the first time no one has listened to him, his family (human and vampire ones) turning away to careen down whatever path they were set on anyway. Why do they even ask his opinion when he'll be wrong anyway? Why did he always fail them? (It was not always, but it feels like it was.)

Louis groans and brings his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose like he has a headache coming on. His gestures are quick, appropriate for the surprise in his exasperated response, but also a little too quick, like he's forgotten to slow them down.

"No, we're just walkin' and keepin' you and the ladies out of trouble. You're lucky you've been shown mercy for breakin' and enterin' at least twice now. Don't you dare tell anyone where I live, by the way. It's not fit for entertainin' guests, and I like to visit with people on my own terms."

He's still in the same rat-infested house Tim accidentally-on-purpose broke into, though the rat problem is more of a... supplemental diet now. It's no surprise that the put-together Louis would deter visitors due to the house's condition, but really he also wants to keep his resting place a secret. Vampire 101. Even when he and Lestat would have parties at their address, their coffin room was accessed by a secret mechanism only they knew about. Louis doesn't have that luxury here.