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Arcadian Forest Party

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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Perhaps alcohol wasn't the best choice for the goddess of discord, it only made her all the more likely to try and start trouble. But it wasn't as though Eris particularly cared if she started a fight at this party. Torn up jeans, a band t-shirt three times too big so it was hanging off her shoulder... Her hair a wreck.

Yet she was more than confident as she leaned over the bar and ordered the strongest drink possible. Might as well have a little fun.

Certain people tended to catch his attention. Or rather, certain beings who, like himself, had coalesced over the countless centuries from the primordial to the modern. Was that- it was. Eros smiled a little more sharply than usual and the firelight sparked in his eyes as he wandered too casually over to the bar and leaned against it.

"Hello, Lady Strife," he greeted his primordial cousin, giving her a very obvious once-over. "You look lovely tonight."

Eris straightened as she heard the voice... That familiar voice. Her grin, just short of wicked, spread as she turned to face her cousin. "Always with the flattery, Eros," she mused, her voice raspy, as she took the drink the tender handed over.

Her dark eyes inspected him closely as she took a long sip of the drink. "And you're not looking half bad yourself."

"Of course, Eris. Always." He grinned as Lysander slid him a gin martini. "You're too kind. Looking for trouble tonight?"

Eris moved so she was now leaning against the bar, a mimic of his posture. Her grin became a bit more toothy before she took another long sip of her drink. "Always," she mused, answering just as he had. "When am I ever not, Eros?"

"Never as long as I've known you," Eros replied, with just enough emphasis on "long" to mean long, far back at the beginning. He nodded at a corner of the bar oddly shrouded in shadow as he took a sip of his martini. "Your mother is here."

"Glad I'm consistent at least," Eris mused with a sharp laugh. Her gaze followed the nod he gave her, down to the end of the bar with just enough shadow to be out of the ordinary.

"Not really up for tearful reunions," she murmured, taking another sip of her drink. "Maybe I'll say hello later."

Eros shrugged good-naturedly, not concerned one way or the other. "The s'mores are proving popular. Can I tempt you?" He blinked innocently at her, and the question could easily have been about the s'mores. Really.

Eris couldn't help but smirk at that innocent grin. "Trying the innocent act only works on those who don't know who you are, Eros," she mused.

Setting her drink down, she shrugged her shoulders. "But you were always good at tempting."

Eros grinned, entirely unapologetic. "Sometimes it works on those who know who I am," he said as he picked up his drink and linked his arm with hers. "Thank you, dearest. You were always good at instigating."

Eris allowed him to link his arm with hers, her nearly empty drink to be left behind. (She hardly remembered finishing it off so quickly, but then again, she'd been plenty distracted.)

"Few can be as good as we are," she laughed as her free hand ran through her hair, doing nothing but messing it up even more.

"Mutual ego-stroking is so satisfying with you, my darling," Eros murmured, leaning forward to peck her cheek. "I'm so looking forward to seeing what you get up to here."

Then he stage-whispered, "If it involved Dionysus, I'd especially enjoy it. So would our gracious host, I'd bet," he added, nodding at Pan.

"I do what I can to satisfy," Eris replied off handedly, smirking as he pecked her cheek. "And I'll do my best to provide ample amusement..."

Her gaze flickered over to the wine god, the toothy grin returning. "You don't say~? Then I will have to see what I can do. Just for you."

Eros beamed. "Will you? You're such a doll, Discord-and-Strife. Don't worry," he added, putting a finger to his lips. "It'll be our little secret." And he winked as he sipped his drink.

"Do be careful, Eros... A goddess might think you're only using her," Eris murmured, looking him over again. "And you know what they say about women scorned. Or something of the sort."

Eros set a hand against his heart. "My dearest Eris, you didn't think for a moment I wouldn't pay you back," he said, looking stricken. "Whatever you desire. If it's within my power to provide, of course." There was a gleam in his eyes that was at odds with his hurt expression.

"Oh, of course not my dear Eros. Why would I ever suggest such a thing?" Eris chuckled, low and dry, as a golden apple appeared in her empty palm.

Her eyes sparked with mischief as she studied her apple, trying to figure out the best way to go about things. "A barter, then? That should be fair enough..."

Eros raised his brows, but his grin matched hers. "And in exchange for your particular brand of mischief, what will you ask of me, Lady?"

"My own specialty... In exchange for yours, perhaps," Eris murmured, tossing the apple up and catching it a few times before making it disappear. "Unless you can think of something more appropriate?"

"I could think of nothing more fitting," Eros answered, catching the hand that had recently held a golden apple and pressing a kiss to her palm with a smile. "May I ask what strife you plan on stirring, or will you surprise me?"

"I haven't yet decided... I might just let things take their own course," Eris replied, meeting his gaze. "Toss in the apple... see what comes of it. Something entertaining, without doubt."

Eros grinned and stepped forward to sling a mostly-comradely arm around her shoulders. "You're too good to me, darling. I can't wait." Then he leaned over, very casually, and nuzzled her jaw with a smile.

"Like I could ever say no to a little bit of fun," she mused, looking at him out of the corner of her eye. "Mmm... I just have to wait for the perfect time..."

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Arcadian Forest Party

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I completely love your PB, can I just say that. OMG.

Baw! Thank you! :D She has all the best expressions. XD

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This is why I'm not allowed to write comments early in the morning... >> you saw nothing~

Noooothing at aaaaallll >.>

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