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[hexappeal]

WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!


Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

Comments

[fyeahcannons.livejournal.com]

Drinking alone?

[ Ron's still trying to make sense of this whole thing, to give the event some order in his mind. He's just walking around to see what's what. He will probably spend the majority of the weekend on this task and not know much better for it.

Either way, familiar face. He pops into the doorway to say hello, at least, not knowing whether he's supposed or allowed to be in this snazzy little room. With food. Fantastic possibilities. ]

Isn't that a bad sign?

[hexappeal]

[Her shoulders tense up, but she turns around to look at whoever came into the room with that voice and smiles, raising her glass a few inches in greeting.]

Good thing you arrived, then. Feel free to help yourself. [She gestures toward the spread on the table and the wet bar beside it with her glass before raising it to her mouth for a sip.]

[fyeahcannons.livejournal.com]

Thanks, then. [ Well, if she's offering... Ron flashes a quick grin and actually enters the room, getting a plate and a drink ready (the latter if only to, even if he'd been joking, keep her from drinking alone at the given moment).

He looks around as he settles, as if the room itself is interesting. ]

Quite the party you've got going on here.

[hexappeal]

[It's not nearly as good of an offer as it could have been, considering she's fairly decent at mixing drinks.]

I think it might be a little overwhelming for some, though this area's closed off from the rest of it. [Thoughtfully,] I think if I were to do it again, I might, I don't know. Rent a hall or something.

[fyeahcannons.livejournal.com]

[ Boo. He's... Not, really. ]

That's pretty elaborate, either way. I didn't know what to what to expect, but I don't think it was... [ God what even is this Magic*Con thing. ] This.

[hexappeal]

[Pre-mixed for him, then.]

A bunch of people dressed in costumes talking very loudly?