Arcadian Forest Party

[askmenosecrets]

This was more work that he usually bothered to put in, Pan thought, especially here, at home, but everything was set.




At first glance, it appeared to be a forest clearing, beautiful and wild but nothing different than a hundred other clearings spread throughout the woods of the Arcadian mountains. But when you looked again, Pan thought, you saw something quite different. Hidden in the trees were a series of structures suspended in air, hung with ivy and dew, and through the mist-shrouded branches you could see the faint glow of light, and you could smell the scent of fire and food. There was the fire pit, a circle suspended in the arms of a large oak with a crackling golden fire, a roast, and bowls of marshmallows, chocolate and crackers waiting. There was the bar, stocked with a rich variety of wines and alcohols and staffed by two of the satyrs. And then there was the forest floor itself, bare now, but waiting for the dancing. On all sides of the floor, there were cushions on the low branches and benches of fallen logs, each accompanied with wooden buckets full of wine and beer bottles and glassed suspended with vine.

"Well," he said to Zaffre, currently wrapped around his neck, "I think we're ready." Pan flicked a leaf off his forest green turtleneck and looked around with approval before pausing. "We're almost ready," he corrected, and pulled his pan flute up to his lips.

The forest filled with music as he played, music that began as the mystical songs of the flute, but transformed as he let the instrument fall to his side - transformed into thrumming, sensual rhythms and intricate guitars that would encourage the party-goers to...well, Pan thought with a sharp grin, to be bad. Very bad.

"Let the games begin," Pan said.

[Notes: Everyone in fortuna_invicta is invited, the more the merrier in Pan's opinion. If anyone needs directions to the right section of the forest, let Pan know on the SWS post. Mingle! Get drunk! Stuff your face! Find a secluded tree and do naughty things! Pan approves highly of all these pursuits. Format = narrative third person, if you please!]

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[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

Pan tipped his head to one side and considered Hyacinthe for a moment as he sipped his wine. "That might be wise," he finally said as he looked around. "We can be an overwhelming group." He rose gracefully and lifted an eyebrow. "But you should not sit alone all night."

[lovedoftwogods.livejournal.com]

"I am sure I will not be alone all night." Hyacinthe replied, raising his wine glass to Pan. "Inevitably, if all else fails, you will yourself have to come to me, to tell me the party is over and to dismiss me." He murmured. "But that is many hours from now and I am sure I will find diversions between now and then."

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

Pan grinned. "No, you won't," he said with certainty as he finished his wine and set down his empty glass, leaning in to murmur in his ear. "If I find you so, I shall have to remedy that personally," he said, and then leaned back.

"I'll leave you to god-watching, Hyacinthe," he said. "Have fun." His tone had something of a command to it.

[lovedoftwogods.livejournal.com]

"When you put it that way, it seems I have little choice." Hyacinthe teased, drinking his wine slowly. "Go!" He laughed. "I can amuse myself."

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

Pan just offered an impish grin and straightened. "The bar's in that direction," he said, waving a hand before turning in a graceful pivot and swaying across the forest floor to the music before disappearing back into the trees.