[open] december will be magic again

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Who: everyone!
When: the evening of D15
Where: A small meeting hall on the moon, close to the portal to the carnival
What: a whole bunch of show-offs meet up to show off their magic, people interested in magic come to learn about said magic, and other people show up to see if something inevitably gets set on fire. (aka mage club)
Warnings: none so far, will edit if needed.

The meeting hall is a large open space, with hardwood floors and a rustic decor. A few chairs and tables are scattered around, though there aren't enough for the amount of people who'll hopefully show up. Some food has been set out: mostly finger foods (tiny sandwiches, fruit, veggies & dip) though there are some savory options and plenty of home-baked cookies, courtesy of Rin. Drink wise, there's water, hot chocolate, hot tea, and a few bottles of wine because tipsy magic sounds like an awesome idea and this is what happens when the alcoholic makes the dinner menu. Aside from the food table and the few tables, there's not much of anything in the room: plenty of open space for showing off or getting out of the way of someone who wants to show off.

One of the doors of the meeting hall leads to the outside. There's a wider, 'backyard' sort of area with plenty of room for people to cast magic as large and impressive as they want. A fire pit stands outside also for warming your hands and other fire-based magic. Please don't set the building on fire.

This is all very informal. If pressed for details, Strange would have told anyone to just come whenever, stay as long as you like, and so on and so forth. The emphasis is on learning about each other's magic, displaying one's skills and talents, and helping anyone who wished to learn magic decide on a path for them to take.

Showing off is just a given.

( ooc: This is an open mingle log! Feel free to make your own top-levels & tag around! )

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[whattaprick]

Lambert sighs while Celandine giggles softly, and takes that as his cue to simply scoop her up in his hand, letting her find her footing before he heads over to the refreshment table. Once he gets there, Peridot gets deposited onto the tabletop with little ceremony, and he reaches for an open wine bottle to pour some into a bowl.

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At the same time, a slightly tipsy Strange is walking over because booze, booze is great, he wants more booze. As such, he reaches the table at the same time Lambert and Peridot do, spots the Peribat, watches Lambert pour the wine, then comes to the right conclusion.

"Don't drink that one," Strange chides, as he shakes his head. Reaching over for a bottle of white, Strange offers it to the two of them. "Here, this one's sweeter."

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Peridot definitely mutters something about how she totally would've gotten it right eventually when Lambert picks her up.

She has one wing-thumb hooked over the edge of the bowl and is sniffing it with her little pig nose when Strange walks up, drawing her attention away from the sharp smelling liquid. "Oh, mister strange!" she chirps. "You're right on time. Hopefully what you have there smells better than whatever this is..."

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"Could have said that before I'd already poured one out," Lambert rolls his eyes, but takes the bottle anyway.

"You should try both and see what you like better," Celandine pipes up from the floor. There's more than a little mischief in her voice, likely thanks to the generous alcohol sampling she and Lambert have been engaging in the whole meeting. They're both quite the pair of merry little enablers.

"She's got a point," Lambert muses as he pours a measure of the white wine out. "There, see how you like that."

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As Lambert rolls his eyes at him, Strange simply shrugs. Out of everybody here, he trusts his opinion on the different types of alcohol the most, partly because of arrogance, partly because one person's a literal rock and the other probably drinks his own disgusting potato peelings hooch on a regular basis. One of the perks of being rich: you can learn all about how different wines taste, pick the one you like, and then drink that one until kingdom come.

"If you don't like either of those, I'll make up some mixed drinks," Strange chimes in. "We've got whiskey here and I'm certain I can find some soda water." His flavor of alcoholism is wino but who knows what Peridot thought tasted best.

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Peridot pokes her nose in the second one too, glancing between both dubiously. "This would be a lot easier to do if I had proper hands," she grumbles, tapping her claw on the rim of one bowl. Then she looks up at Lambert and Strange. "You three aren't going to just stand there and watch me, are you? Because that makes me kind of... uncomfortable."

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"Just making sure you don't drown yourself," is what Lambert quips, but he and Celandine grin at each other. "We can look away if you want, though."

Cue the exaggerated movements of turning around to face the other way.

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"It's just drinking," Strange responds, with a scoff. "I drink all the time with people watching me."

But he doesn't do it as a tiny little bat. Still, if Peridot wants privacy for whatever reason, she'll get it. Strange still faces Peridot but he closes his eyes so that he doesn't see her dunk her tiny bat head in the bowl or whatever the hell she's going to do.

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"I don't care if you look at me, it'd just be nice if you were doing something else at the same time instead of staring me down like I'm on stage in the bigtop," Peridot fumes. So it's less about privacy and more about not being the sole focus of attention. And she pauses before adding at a mutter: "And I'm not going to drown."

All the same, she situates herself to kind of. Lean forward into the the bowl of red and, after giving it another sniff, tries to take a gulp of it. Except that she's never tried to drink as a bat so it's more like she opens and closes her mouth above the surface few times and frowns. Hm. Most animals she's seen drink with their tongues, right? She sticks hers out, and leans in to try to skim off the surface... and then accidentally puts too much weight on the edge of the bowl and flips all the contents all over herself and the table. She lets go immediately, the bowl clattering while she splutters indignantly.

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At the unmistakable sound of a bowl full of liquid being tipped over, Lambert turns around with a laugh -- only to laugh harder at the sight of an alcohol-drenched bat. He steps up to the table to grab bowl before it can crash to the floor, though he won't steady Peridot herself.

"What was that about not drowning?" he teases, though Celandine's quick to pipe in with, "You didn't get any up your nose, did you?" That seems like a valid concern.

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The sound of a bowl being tipped over is enough to make Strange turn around as well. Fortunately for Peridot, he instantly bites down on his lip to prevent from laughing but Strange can't hide his wince. He quickly mutters an incantation and gestures at some of the alcohol. The larger puddles float up from the table, though some of the smaller puddles and (unfortunately for her) all the alcohol on Peridot remain.

"Hold the bowl steady," Strange remarks, as he gestures for the spilled alcohol to magically refill the bowl. He turns to Peridot to ask, "Do you need a straw or anything like that?"

Do bats use straws? Can bats use straws? How does biology work, Strange doesn't know.

[periphrasing]

Peridot would likely have looked upon any attempt at assistance with contempt, so it's probably for the best that no one reaches out to try to steady her or dry her off. As for Celandine's question, she's sneezing a lot and snorting wine out of her nose, so, the answer to that seems to be "yes".

"I'd like to see YOU try to consume a liquid without the use of your HANDS," she snaps at Lambert between wheezes, eyes still clenched shut against the stinging of the alcohol. "Also, this burns? This burns a LOT, ow ow ow-- OW--"

whoops, forgot it was my turn on this one

[whattaprick]

It's a pitiful sight, but honestly, Lambert doesn't know what to do about it that doesn't involve touching her. Luckily, with Peridot not in a position to see anything, she's not in a position to tell when Lambert gestures at her then raises his brows at Strange, mouthing 'Do something.'

Maybe he should have thought a little bit harder about who exactly he's asking that of, right now.

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Strange's first impulse is 'Peridot is wet, summon a fireball to use for warmth' but he is ABSOLUTELY NOT USING FIRE near all this alcohol, he isn't a total idiot. Still, since he's apparently the person who's going to fix the mess (thanks Lambert), Strange looks over the situation with a frown. He looks at the booze...then back to Peridot...then back to the booze...

"What if we get a saucer instead? Something mostly flat where you can just lean over it and drink from that."

[periphrasing]

So they didn't set her on fire, at least. Score 1 for the home team.

"Okay fine, but why don't we start by getting some water or something instead so I can wash this garbage out of my eyes!?" Peridot snips, and she's blinking her beady little eyes rapidly trying to get some of the sting out. "Ugh, Lambert you were wrong, I should've gone with the draconid! At least I could hold a stupid liquid containment unit steady like that!"