October 31, 2012: Warehouse Hallowe'en Party

[damncompass]

Welcome to Leena's Bed and Breakfast. It's a homey-looking place with a well-loved lived-in feel. Once you come in the front door, you're faced with a hallway. To the left is a large living room, with a sunroom off of the side, and a dining room off of the back. Straight ahead is a kitchen, with a private wing behind it and a bathroom. To the right is a stairway upstairs with a ribbon tied across the banister. Go under the ribbon to your own peril.

Joshua, Helena, and Claudia are milling around.

Have fun, and please don't trash anything too badly!

Comments

Re: GREETINGS!

[balancingminds]

"Not as comfortably as I'd like but I've worn a great many ties in my life. This is just a more awkward version."

Re: GREETINGS!

[whatisastiles]

"So what are you, anyway? Like, George Washington or somebody?"

Stiles knows a decent bit about history. The history of fashion? Not as much.

Re: GREETINGS!

[balancingminds]

"I've no idea, perhaps Beau Brummell, a dandy of the 18th century. Bar wouldn't tell me, just that I looked good in green. How are you doing? I last saw you when I was younger than normal,"

That was an odd experience.

[whatisastiles]

Stiles has no idea who that guy is. Not nearly as cool as Han Solo. Clearly Charles got the short end of the stick on this one.

"I'm, uh... I'm fine." You know, disregarding all the crazy shit that's happened in the past 3 or 4 days, so moving right along.

"Oh, wait, you mean that one time everybody got turned into kids?" He had to think about that one a little bit. For Stiles, it was nine years ago. "One of those kids was you!"

[balancingminds]

"Yes, one of them was me. If you ever need to talk, all you need to do is ask,"

Stiles' thoughts aren't comforting, his life seems to have gotten dangerous.