Halloween Party [Event]

[Xav]

Elei had thought that sitting alone and showing no interest in people would keep him safe from socializing. He was just there for his sweets, the rest of the party could do whatever they wanted, he didn't particularly care as long as he wasn't disturbed. He had been taking another bite of his cupcake when he spotted someone heading for his table. No, perhaps they were just heading in his direction, he couldn't possibly be there to sit with him...

He was wrong. Elei resisted a groan, tongue flicking out to clear any remaining frosting from his lips. He may not have wanted this interaction but he certainly wasn't going to have stuff all over his face while he did. He took in the other's goofy grin with a almost bored look of his own, hoping that the over-friendly man would leave him be if he showed no interest. He didn't reach out to take the drink offered to him, knowing better than to take drinks from strangers. He could have put something in it, and Elei wasn't going to risk it.

"I'm not your 'love' or anything. And no, I'd rather not drink." He kept his words short, not wanting to encourage the man any further. He set down his half-finished cupcake, taking a moment to take in the other man. He wasn't even wearing a shirt, was that allowed? Ugh, definitely the type to show off, why was he over here? It took Elei a few moments before he put two and two together and realized that the man was /hitting/ on him. That was certainly a shock to the system, he had never really been shown that much interest before. After all, in his hometown everyone knew him as the girly-boy, no dates from any girls there.

"You're barking up the wrong tree. I'm a guy, try again with an actual female won't you?" Jeesh, it wasn't like he had boobs, why did everyone think he was a girl? He was scowling now and Hellas had noticed, the protective Aron quickly looking up to level a warning look at Mickey. If he was bothering his trainer, Hellas was going to ram his leg...

[Nekayne]

watch your heart when we're together
- - - - -boys like you love me forever

Lilith gave a silent sigh as Trudge started prattling on about times gone by. He either wanted to prove that he wasn't dull or that he held some of the same interests as she did, or perhaps even both. Either way, she only half-listened, only boredly taking in the fact that he slept around and went to war. If she actually held interest, she may have asked more about the war or his times but in all honesty, she didn't care for it. She lived in the present - the here and now. Not in the past.

Lilith was beginning to wonder if she could somehow pass off the man to someone else, notably the one who had also been at the bar. Before she could find some sort of way to brush him off on her, she had already made her leave towards the dance floor. Well, fuck. Now it was just them alone at the bar and she was sure that she would have to hear more war stories. This thought alone made her down her drink rather quickly. She wasn't drunk enough for that yet.

With the empty glass still in hand, idling by the side of her face, Lilith curiously watched as Trudge removed the cape from his shoulders that had covered the majority of his form which was surprisingly fit looking before continuing to wipe away some of the costume make-up on his face and ruffle his hair. Well, that was a little better. So it was the costume that dulled some of his appearance. She would admit, he was handsome and she had slept with older men in the past, most of which were married and she cruelly tempted them to stray. Maybe it would be fun to mess with him a little...either that or it was the alcohol starting to talk. She was taking it in rather quickly, after all.

"Trying to give me a show?" Lilith cooed, a small smirk playing on her lips as her statement was spoken with mild innuendo. Well, it was a party after all, and the angel boy she had been eying had already chosen his target which, from her current angle, she couldn't see the face of. Setting the glass on the counter behind her and asking for a shot of lemon vodka, Lilith kept her attention on Trudge. "Mm, let's talk about the present. The here and now." Lilith cooed once again, the innuendo still playing in her voice. "Tell me Allen, what do you like to do for fun?"

Having the attention of the Shinx who had called herself 'Belle', Lamont appeared happier that she wasn't mean or scary, but then saddened by the idea that her trainer wouldn't let her go off to play. <Hm...> Lamont mused as he stared at the leash that bound her. Lamont began to chew and gnaw on the leash, but like Belle had said, it didn't work and only made him spit it back out.

<Um...let's see...what else will work...> A sudden idea came into Lamont's head and, coming a little closer to the leash, he raised one of his legs as the steel began to shine before using his Metal Claw to slice through the leash's fabric. Surely being free meant she could come play, right? Lamont looked at Belle expectantly, hoping that she would now decide to come with him to pursue the Charmander and it's promises of fun.

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[Midnight]

<sub>Belle couldn't help but feel crestfallen at her trainer's abrupt abandonment. She had forgotten her entirely, as if she were just a broken toy that would no longer provide endless hours of entertainment. Her ears drooped sadly as she watched the woman saunter off, disappearing into the crowd and becoming just another writhing body in the gyrating masses. Her neglectful master had left her tied to one of the bar stools that had been placed at the bar, too heavy for her to simply drag away with her.

Belle glanced at the Aron, watching his futile attempts to release her with a pitiful expression. Suddenly, the ingenious steely beast had an idea, an comical light bulb winking on above his head. He used a particular move that the Shinx had trouble identifying, one of his steel appendages shining white-hot and then cleanly slicing through the fabric, effectively releasing her. <Thanks,> she said, genuinely grateful. <Let's go play!> she said, beaming happily as she bounded after the Charmander, hoping the Aron would follow.</sub>

[cris]

Mickey was not the sharpest knife in the drawer. You should not ask him how to spell parallelogram because you'd end up with a plethora of Ls the word decidedly did not need, nor should you ask him to man the till in a shop, because at the end of the day, none of the numbers would match up and you'd find out he had either gypped one of your customers for 30 bucks or he had somehow given away that item in the window for free. He was, however, good at the social thing: kind, somewhat charming in a slightly dim way and good at taking people's oddities and eccentricities in stride. This, coupled with his relentless moxie and his clueless hard-headedness made him pretty adept at flirting and the repartee that traditionally accompanied it.

As such, the not-girl's bluntness hardly fazed Mickey, nor did the observation that the Reaper was, in fact, a boy, equipped with entirely different parts. It did explain why this particular boy had caught his interest: girls moved differently than boys, generally, and well, Mickey had a thing for androgyny. (Though that particular word itself was lacking from his vocabulary: his vocabulary even found the word 'vocabulary' kind of tricky.) He liked girls with pixie-cuts and clunky sneakers and worn jeans and he liked boys with delicate faces and pants so skinny they looked like they'd been painted on.

At the boy's revelation, Mickey's only response was a slow blink before his grin returned. Hardly recognizing the danger that the glaring Aron posed, Mickey leaned in a little and said: "I don't think I'm barkin' up the wrong tree." He took a sip from his drink to cover-up his slight faux-pas and then blithely asked: "So, what's your name then, ace? And why ain't you drinkin'?"

[Xav]

This one wasn't a bright one, Elei could tell. He had that not-too smart look in his eyes, and the feelings Elei was getting from him was one of blissful ignorance. Even his revelation that he was a boy didn't really cause any change in the other's emotions which was a bit odd in Elei's eye. What part of 'guy' didn't this guy understand? Did it really not bother him to flirt with someone of his own gender? That idea threw him for a loop, he had never tried exploring his own sexuality. Perhaps he was asexual, there was never a person of either gender he had really ever been interested in, but then he was never close enough to anyone but family members to bond with.

"It's rude to ask for someone's name without giving your own." Elei eyed the other, arms crossing defensively over his chest. "But if you must know, I'm Elei. And the Aron trying to glare a hole in your leg is Hellas." The Aron gave a ringing growl in response to his name, bumping Mickey's leg with his head lightly- not enough to hurt the man, but a clear warning. "And I don't drink because I'm 16. It's illegal." Perhaps his age would deter his unwanted suitor- Elei wasn't great at estimating age but the man was definitely older than him, maybe even out of his teenage years.

"Now if you excuse me, I'm just hear to enjoy some food. Alone. So if you don't mind, I'm sure that there are plenty of people who would love to talk to you of both genders... Just do it away from me." There, he was blunt with the man. Surely that was enough to make this stranger re-think his flirting plans?

[cris]

Mickey might not have been too bright, he was not particularly annoying either. Somewhere along the way, he had picked up the idea that it was generally considered cool to treat others as you liked yourself to be treated. Also, it helped if you tried not being a jackass. This guy -- or, more aptly, this kid -- obviously was not in the mood for any Mickey shenanigans, and Mickey was not desperate enough to insist.

"I'm Mickey," he said, introducing himself with a shrug. "Elei, 's a cool name." Mickey looked down at the rough little nudge aimed at his leg. "No worries, Hellas is a cool name too. Hey there, li'l dude. Cool Pokémon." The latter was addressed at Elei. Mickey grinned again, but there was a tinge of regret in it. "I'll leave to your candy then, n'I hope you have a nice time."

Mickey slid off the chair and got up. Before he left, however, he leaned in again, whispering in Elei's ear and taking the entirely wrong cues for his angel costume: "And about that drink... It may be illegal, but it may also be fun. Nobody in here cares that you're only sixteen. Give it a try, drink it in one go, 'cause, y'know, you gotta try everythin' once, right?" With that, Mickey gave him a wink -- oblivious that because he was standing behind Elei, Elei could not even see it -- and retreated, returning to the dance-floor to find his own wayward little Piplup.

[boomboy]

Trudge chuckled as soon as Lilith commented on giving her a show and Replied, You can certainly think I am, Hell I can take off my top if you want, Said Trudge Jokingly as the toothy smile broadened on his face as he took another sip of his Scotch. Wow, he was slightly dizzy already. This stuff was strong, even though he was sipping it, it still packed a fierce punch. He was already starting to get slightly tipsy. He closed his eyes tightly and shook his head as he attempted to get some form of Common sense back. By the sounds of her voice, she was starting to get into him. Was that good? He was forty-five, not a young and enthusiastic twenty odd year old like he once was. She asked what he did for fun and he paused momentarily to think.
I do quite a few things for fun, such as Partying, drinking, Sniping, Mountain Biking, Rock climbing, Bungee jumping, rebuilding shit. That kind of stuff, I am a man that enjoys using his hands. I don't particularly like office jobs. That's why I became a Sniper. I.......Ah I see what you mean.....
Said Trudge as he realized what she meant by Fun. I see indeed..... a small smirk appearing on his face as he took the last sip of his drink. God this woman was beginning to look quite hot! Wait, was this his interpretation? Or the Alcohol. He didn't quite care to be honest, he just had to lay off the Scotch for a while. Otherwise too much would lead to severe alcohol poisoning, and he didn't want to repeat that. Ever!
What you do for fun?
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Napalm was excited! Not only did the Aron want to join, but so did a little Shinx cruelly tied to the bar area and left there, Fortunately the Aron's Metal Claw slid through the leash like a knife through water. I.e without so much as resisting.
<Remind me not to get into a fight with you.> Said Napalm in pure shock and Amazement. Shaking his head briefly he resumed his Prate Accent.
<Arg. Let thee fun garore begin matey. Thar fun awaits! Onwards te victry!>
The Charmander pointed his sword to the Play area and Charged forwards, expertly dodging dancing couples 'tarwards victry!' as he would put it. The play area looked awesome, nearly all the Pokemon were high on coke, eating sweets, brawling with each other or just chatting with each other. Pokemon of all ages and sizes were there. The walked over to one of the tabled and drew two coca-cola cans, piercing top with his razor sharp teeth and then chucked a can to each of them,
<Barhold! The magical Koka- kolar. Drink Matey! Feel the barutiful cuncoction flow down yer thaot like magic!>
At this he raised his own can, <Chars matey! Drink!>
As soon as he said his words, the Coca-cola was gone, It all flowed to the bowels of his stomach. Sending him on another sugar high. Immediately the twitching came back.
<Sugar sugar sugar! Lots of sugar!> Said the little fire type as the witching began again.

[RE]

The music plused within her not noticing the Raichu morph coming towards her, in her cute costume. Not wanting to appear rude Taro moved slower and rocked her hips in an almost grinding like manner, she appeared to be seducing, but the beats always took hold.

Her wings swayed to the best moving out of sync of one another yet not hindering the tiny bouafflant in the slightest, her dreads were starting to lossen and become part of the music. The Attractive woman's mvements began to compliment her own swaying solomnly to the music.

"Nice moves!!" She yelled as kindly as one could to the girl dancing with her, eyeing her rocking hips and lean figure. she wasn't sure if it was the way the best carried them both but her heart was begging to increase it's pace, she knew very well that it wasn't the music that was seducing her heart.

As Taro watched her move she allowed her eyes to look around she couldn't help but notice the tiger painted angel boy his looks sharp and bold, to the crowded dance floor as many other bodies decided to join. The DJ was getting his groove together it seemed. She couldn't help but let her eyes stray back to the witch and the tall older man who seemed to be trying to sway the witch looking houndoom, and the tall older looking man with her.

she wondered who the end of this night could lead to so she closed her eyes and allowed the music to fill her once more.

[Midnight]

_{"Thanks!" Axelle called over the loud, pulsating music. She grinned, her brightly glossed lips curving upward, revealing traces of her pristine teeth. She gradually moved closer to the other woman, mimicking her gyrating movements. The music was intoxicating, she had to admit - or it could have been the few shots that she had already consumed affecting her thinking capacity and overall behavior. "Your moves are pretty awesome too," she whispered into Taro's ear as she suddenly leaned in, playfully nipping at the bovine's ear afterwards. The girl was being a tease, she knew, but she couldn't help herself - she was generally a feisty lover, always initiating the first move whether the person liked it or not.}

[RE]

The music was clearly lifting the fellow party goers spirits it seemed. A light pale cream flush came upon Taro's face as the dancing woman's face got close to hers, up to where her ears sat a top her head. She commented on her dance moves nipping at her ears.

There go my knees Taro thought as a wave of lust crowded into her mind. she didn't mind the thought of a flirtatious account tonight. It was Halloween and what better way then to use her costume's real bearer's personality and be seductive she thought. she narrowed her eyes, licked her lips and moved closer to the woman, the music driving her body to grind gently against the Raichu's own. "Thank you, you're not to bad yourself..." she whispered back.

[Midnight]

_{"Perhaps we can go somewhere a little bit more... private," Axelle suggested, immediately cutting to the chase. She wasn't one to idly pass the time with aimless chattering, it seemed - instead, she drove straight to the point. The music was still pulsating with it's intoxicating rhythm, brainwashing the patrons on the dance floor to writhe to the rhythm, whether they possessed decent dancing skills or not. The woman's slender hands briefly pulled at the Bouffalant's hips, pulling her closer. The mischievous, crooked grin that broke out on her face foretold a night of steamy shenanigans.}

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[RE]

Taro kept to the beat even as the woman pulled her closer, their bodies almost molding to one another.
She drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly the rhythm of the music entangling the two woman. Taro’s eyes narrowed and looked the woman’s close body once more and she locked eyes. “I’d like that very much. You can lead this dance.” She hissed softly. Anticipation was written all over Taro’s face, her skin was already covered in goosebumps.

[Nekayne]

watch your heart when we're together
- - - - -boys like you love me forever

Lilith did nothing but give a small, closed mouth laugh from her throat at the joke of Trudge taking off his shirt as well. Not that she would have denied the action. From what she could see, he was pretty fit for an older guy. She was never the one to deny nudity unless someone was a complete eyesore.

At the point where Trudge began to list of things he liked to do for fun, which missed the concept of what she was getting at, the shot she had ordered was handed to her. She slowly slipped her painted lips around the glass, keeping her eyes locked onto Trudge before swinging her head back, taking it down at once before returning to her normal state. Sour and strong. Nothing could be better than that.

By the time Trudge actually understood what she had meant, she had set the empty shot glass behind her to be refilled, her lips curling back into a smirk as his tone began to match her own. As the question was turned back towards her, Lilith finally relieved her weight from the bar and took very few slow, drawn out steps towards Trudge to close the gap between them as she spoke, her tone softening so that it was only heard between them.

"My fun is too R-Rated for this party." Temptation rang throughout Lilith's voice as she reached Trudge, her own form gently brushing up against his own. Her fingertips slowly reached out and began to slowly draw up Trudge from his belt line up towards his chest. She leaned in slightly closer, her lips drawing teasingly near his own before speaking once again. "But it does involve a man who likes to work with his hands..."

Seeing Belle finally free and willing to come along, Lamont skipped along with her to meet up with the Charmander. He was glad that he was impressed with his move. Rarely did the little Aron receive any compliments and when they were scarcely handed to him, he treasured them. While he was not as good as dodging throughout the crowd of dancers as Napalm was, those that tripped into him fell over themselves rather than Lamont, for he was much too heavy and grounded to fall over easily. Though with some effort and calling out a few apologizes to the ones he barreled into, he finally made it to the area the other Pokemon had occupied.

Upon being given the red can, Lamont looked down at it as it was set in front of him. He tried to access the contents of the can, but his large head just ended up tapping against the top of the aluminum. Looking about, Lamont noticed a colourful assortment of bendy straws idling in a box near the cans of the sugared liquid. He trotted over, pulling one out with his mouth before returning to the can and slipping the straw through the opening so he could drink it.

Upon the first sip, Lamont took a couple steps back, his head shaking. <It's bubbling! Why is it bubbling?> Despite this, he came forward again, liking the foreign taste as he began to take in more of it. He eventually drank it all down before chomping down on the can itself, consuming it all. Hey, he was an Aron after all. Metals were much more delicious then treats any day.

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[Midnight]

_{A devious smirk snaked across the woman's glossy lips as she gently took Taro's hand. "Of course, love," she said, gracefully giving her a twirl before pulling her close to her body and briefly winding a fishnet-clad leg around Taro's own legs, the smirk remaining intact while she did this. She instantaneously slid her hand down to the woman's buttocks, briefly squeezing a cheek and gently nipping at the bovine's ear. A few spectators gawked at the scene of the promiscuous display, and some mothers who had dragged their children to the event shielded their offspring's eyes. Axelle took no heed to this, however, and with a slightly tipsy chuckle, dragged Taro away from the crowd, weaving in and out of the writhing masses and towards a more private area away from the bustling crowds, navigating to a staircase that was obscured from view. The music could still be heard, but the distance had subdued it to a faint reminder of what it once was. Axelle turned on the woman once they reached the staircase, casually winding her arms around Taro's neck, teasingly pulling at her bottom lip with her teeth.}

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[Okay that post was a bit much. xD Go ahead and delete it if it's too much.]

[RE]

Taro followed the woman’s lead, the night still young the music pulsing in her veins. As the woman pulled her through the crow they stopped drawing many curious eyes to stare at them. A seducing leg entangled itself with her own legs, as a warm hand slithered down Taro’s back to her round behind and squeezed playfully.

Mother shielded youthful curious eyes, and other jaws dropped with lust, or in distaste. None the less Taro smirked her breath catching in her throat as teeth gently grazed her ears. Again they were moving like a snake in the grass deeper into the venue towards what were stairs. Taro couldn’t help but feel goose bumps erupt onto her skin and the music faded away yet vibrated through the floor, instantly she was pressed against the wall arms holding her hostage as the woman’s body molded to hers once more. The warmth of her breath danced down along Taro’s skin as she pressed her lips tentively against the woman’s own.