tea party } watch out for those rabbit holes

[graveflowers]

Happy Happy Birthday, Baby- Elvis Presley

WHO || Violet and OPEN
WHAT || Tea party out in the garden
WHERE || Knights HQ, back garden
WHEN || Sunday, May 26th around 3pm and onward.
HOW || Actionspam, get yo' threadjacking on babes.

When Violet throws a party, she is, surprisingly, classy about it. It's a garden party, with tables out in the garden and the flowers all in bloom. There is tea and mimosas on the tables and little cakes and vegetarian sandwiches. Music is playing on her phone -- the most eclectic mix of modern and retro, and a truly astounding amount of Elvis. Don't judge, she doesn't know why she likes him so much. Off to one side there is an area of shade, a construction of twigs and branches making quite a fine shelter, flowering vines interwoven between the branches to cover up any holes.

She sends invitations the day of, though send might not be the word for it. More like... she duct tapes the invitations to every door she sees before knocking and scampering off to the next door. Does she know you? Maybe not. Does she care? Definitely not. You get an invitation, you get an invitation, everyone gets a humpback whale!

It's just an everyday party in the garden, or so the invitation claims. Except it's her birthday, or the one she and Charming chose for her, and she wants to celebrate turning twenty six! She just doesn't want to be the center of attention.

Come one, come all, mix, mingle, nibble. Violet will be around, coaxing flowers into bloom and trying to remember where she put her shoes when she came out here... Whatever. Barefoot it is.

Comments

[allmydreams]

We should be life coaches. How to find your inner level of awesome.

[Making money for something ridiculous that's not actual work? She's always pro-that.]

[graveflowers]

Can we actually do that? Like that's not just some thing they show on TV?

[allmydreams]

Oh, that's totally a thing. We'd have to write a book, though.

[graveflowers]

Can we just dictate stories of our wildly hysterical adventures and have someone else write it? It could be a series! Like Twilight except with us and you know, not shitty.

Oh my gosh. Felicity. They could call it "The Thief and the Princess". Or vice versa I guess. [It would be the only time she calls herself a princess cheerfully that it is in the context of her and Felicity's awesome.] Bestseller for sure.

[allmydreams]

[Her grin widens at that.]

Perfect. And yeah, totally. Who can resist a combination like that?

[graveflowers]

We need to do this.

Or a blog.

[allmydreams]

Definitely a blog. Otherwise, how else can we relay them in full, fabulous detail.

[graveflowers]

We're making this happen. But. [she glances back at the pretty elf...] I think it has been an acceptable amount of time since he showed up that I don't look super lame, so I'm gonna go fail at being cool in his general direction. I'll find you later?

[allmydreams]

[She nods.]

Go. Have your clandestine meeting. I expect to hear about it later.

[graveflowers]

Oh with pleasure. [Annnd she frolicks off to have seemingly one-sided unresolved sexual tension with a pretty, pretty elf, tossing a kiss behind her.]