Parties! Everyone likes parties, right?

[awitchdidit]

If everyone is done with the latest misunderstanding and no one's wound up in the floor, I have some slightly less exciting but far more pleasant content for you.

[Her announcement was pre-empted by a shooting. It figures. Serves her right for trying to wait until midnight to put it up, but she'd thought, why waste actually having a clock around? Either way, this is a basic communication rather than a fancy video one out of respect for Thorne likely being indisposed for a while.]

That is to say, by the closest reckoning I can manage, it's been one year and eleven months since I arrived, and since my arrival clearly coincided with Halloween, that means that it's the beginning of October now, and also that we're going to be on a Jaunt for the holiday itself.

Both Halloween and the beginning of October are very important to me, as well as Battler and Maria Ushiromiya, two very important people to me you may be acquainted with. It's something of a tradition for us to combine a personal holiday at the start of the month with a Halloween party if there's a chance we might be apart on the day itself, and this year I thought I'd extend an invitation to all of Liminal Space to have such an early Halloween party. It would be a time to celebrate the more positive aspects of spirits and the afterlife after the ghastly business that was Harrogate, and more importantly, to enjoy each others' company and gorge ourselves on Liminal candy.

I will more than happily provide the venue - I'm rearranging my Mansion into something more suitable as we speak - but I wouldn't mind help from any volunteers, especially people who have thrown Liminal Parties before. I'll make an announcement at the time of the event, but I figure it will be ready in three days - about the right amount of time to party until the Jaunt starts, if my napkin-calculations are right again!

Anyway, I'm rambling and don't have an editor here, so everyone, consider yourselves invited to an early Halloween Party, as both guests and, if you like, co-hosts.

Comments

[flatteries]

[ Inigo waits a little while to see if anyone else is confused about this as well, but.. nope. It seems to only be him. Awkward. So... ]

Erm.. Would it be considered rude to ask what exactly this 'Halloween' occasion is? Not that there's any bad reason to throw a party, really, I'm merely curious...!

[awitchdidit]

Ahaha, right, I forgot to consider we'd have some new people who haven't experienced modern Earth.

Halloween is a complicated blend of holidays from a couple of different religions, but the basics of it started as a way to honor the spirits of the dead and all the other hidden, strange things in the world, as the season on Earth passed from autumn to winter. The modern celebration is a mix of dressing up as strange creatures, trying to frighten each other in a good-natured way, and devouring a great deal of sugary candy.

Given the nature of the last Jaunt, I'm planning to mostly focus on the first and third this time. It's also meant to be a prelude to a more somber veneration of the dead afterward, but...we do that rather often here without dedicating a holiday to it.

[flatteries]

My, I can't think of a holiday that's similar to that where I come from.

[ Not that it's a bad thing. Just.. kind of weird? But a holiday is never a bad thing, and he doesn't want to accidentally insult her, so he just ends up flapping out the next best thing-- ]

It would be no good for a doubtlessly beautiful lady such as you to dress up strangely though! [ Stop while you're ahead, Inigo, you haven't even seen her yet. ]

[awitchdidit]

Ahaha, now here's a new voice who knows what he's talking about! What a deduction, determining my unsurpassed beauty from nothing but my mental voice and sparkling personality.

Battler! Take notes! This is a real detective! Not to mention how you should be speaking to your wife!

[flatteries]

[ Oh god, it's not.. weird to say that to a married woman, right?! The guy's name is Battler of all things, what if he's some super muscled guy who's going to beat him up for it?!

There's basically the mental equivalent of a spittake before Inigo quickly tries to recover. ]

Y-You can't tell me he doesn't sing your praises daily.. It'd simply be impossible!

[awitchdidit]

He's quite the stubborn one, but on the other hand, that has its own appeal.

However, I am in the market for a professional praise-singer. Possibly a secretary or a valet. My poor beloved butler seems to be unsummonable in this realm, and I can only do so much with goat demons, seeing as they're too stupid to compose a proper compliment.

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[flatteries]

Goat demons?!

[ Look, he's used to a lot of stuff some people might consider weird, but.. goat demons?! Goat. Demons. ]

[flatteries]

I.. I mean, of course I'd definitely be better than a goa.. goat demon.. [ Still can't get over the thought of that. What do those even look like. ] And what kind of gentleman would I be to refuse a lady's request?

[awitchdidit]

Good! I like your initiative! You're hired.

[flatteries]

[ It feels like he's making a mistake here, but.. no takebacks! Just put the idea of goat demons out of your mind, Inigo. ]

Anything as long as it'd bring a smile to your face, milady! May I know your name as well then?

[awitchdidit]

Eh? Did I really do that whole rant without introducing myself to the newbies? I must be going senile in my old age.

You can call me Beatrice, the Golden and Endless Witch. Or rather, just Beatrice or one of the titles if you're in a hurry.

[flatteries]

That's quite the title!

[ He seems genuinely impressed though - or at least, not really turned off by the witch thing. ]

I suppose I should feel very honored indeed to be able to help out such an amazing person.

[awitchdidit]

Ahaha, you're perfect. Next you're going to tell me you can bake!

[flatteries]

I mean... I could learn?

[ He's sounding way more genuine than anyone should about entertaining another's whims. ]

[awitchdidit]

Where have you been all the time I've been here...

Anyway, we'll get started on domestic training and the like either during the Jaunt or when we get back, depending on if I'm myself. I'm afraid I'm rather booked until I estimate the Jaunt's going to start.

[flatteries]

Don't worry! A true gentleman always matches a lady's schedule.

[ Besides, he's still kind of finding his footing anyway, so he could use some time.. But after that he'll be perfectly ready to go along with Beatrice's whims. ]