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 smiled, his eyes sharp. "There's nothing here, Prince, that can be made worse by your actions," he said. "There are no wars to be fought over anyone here. Here," he said as he rose and stepped closer. "Any actions taken are actions without dire consequences."

[trojan-hero.livejournal.com]

He shrugged. "I'm not used to that either. It's something new for me."

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

Pan flashed a grin and reached around Aeneas for chocolate. "Maybe you should consider something new," he said, and then shrugged. "Or maybe not. The opportunities are rife tonight, at any rate."

[trojan-hero.livejournal.com]

"I still think like a mortal most of the time. I just never really got out of the habit." He reached out for another strip of meat. "Although perhaps that could change, given the right set of circumstances."

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

Pan took a bite of chocolate and raised his eyebrows. "The right set?" he said. "Any idea what those might be, Prince Aeneas?"

[trojan-hero.livejournal.com]

"I'll know them when I see them." It was the best reply he could give. He wasn't sure yet if he even wanted to partake in any consequence-less actions. He still thought and acted too much like a mortal for that.

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

He'd heard that before, and Pan grinned. "Have you even had anything to drink yet, Prince? I think you might be far too sober for this party."

[trojan-hero.livejournal.com]

"I have not yet been to the bar," he confirmed. He was well aware of what sort of party this was going to be, even with just the presence of the Greeks alone. "I wanted to claim the best parts of the food first."