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[familiar-finn]

"'Sup, bitchachos," Finn greeted Shade as he rolled up to the bar downstairs in Cannabites. He grinned at the cambion clearly in a good mood tonight. Not sure he could say the same about the other demon behind the Ghostface mask. "Didn't you wear that on Halloween? You gettin' lazy? Speakin' of lazy, where the fuck is Brookes or are you on your own 'ere tonight?"

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[icebird-khion]

It was still early in the night as Khion hung downstairs in Cannabites snacking on some French fries and a Halloween-themed cocktail. He planned on meeting up with Noel later in Euphoria where surely the rest of their Greek god theme would be considering "Zeus" was the owner. He smirked to himself wondering if he and Noel joining this would be enough to drive his reaper's less fun twin nuts because that was entertainment enough for Khion. More than likely. Even to this day he barely understood that sibling dynamic.

But that wasn't his biggest concern right now as he was fully focused on the salt contents of a particular fry held in front of his face. "So, dude," he started once he caught Shade in his peripherals nearby. "You're half demon. Demons are weak to salt. If you ate salty food would it, like, blow you up from the inside or...?" Asking the real questions.

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[witchysethharper]

Seth rolled into Cannabites earlier in the evening for a bite and a couple drinks with plans to meet Cairo at Euphoria for the rest of the night. Maybe that would keep Shade from coming into De Luca's club and trying to start shit he wouldn't win. Probably not, but worth a shot. He headed right down to the basement and found his favorite spot in the corner of the bar unoccupied and the cambion behind it. "That's not a Christmas outfit," he said even though he did know the reference and never disagreed about Die Hard being a Christmas movie in the past. The little smirk tugging at his lips likely gave him away fucking with Shade. "The fuck are you doing man Halloween was, like, two months ago."

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[kael-black-blog]

Dogs or cats?

“Definitely cats”

[familiar-finn]

Finn was happier to be at Cannabites for the rest of the night than Euphoria. He hated De Luca's domain for a number of reasons, all of them relating back to the owner. Least here he liked the owner and knew his drink wouldn't get spiked and the food was better as he nursed a Guinness at the bar with a full meal he was finishing off because he'd not eaten since earlier this morning. He couldn't feed on wrath so he was trying to sate his hunger in other ways.

Cannabites was picking up a little more of a crowd downstairs as the night drew on. Finn caught Shade behind the bar, smirking in amusement at their unplanned match in costumes with the classic horror movie theme. "You sure you don't need any extra help tonight, Dempsey?" he asked. He noted that Khion was not here working this evening likely because the young pamola preferred enjoying himself. "I can take over if you need a break to go beat up Hercules."

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[familiar-finn]

Finn did not plan this well. Hard to say exactly where it went wrong, whether it was not thinking twice about clocking the oncoming heat week or not canceling plans with Shade to ride bikes that morning on the very first day. Either way, once he woke up early that morning with the start of a fever and building frustration, it felt a bit late to cancel on the cambion he still felt he owed for unintentionally ditching his shift on New Year's.

The second he heard Gareth and Bradley going at it in the next room, riding bikes even in heat sounded like a better idea anyway. Finn made a face at the bedroom door that barely masked the grunts and groans and cries, a little irritated that the faerie who didn't go through heat like the others in this suite got fucked first when he needed it most.

Whatever. This wasn't his first heat by any means and Finn felt confident he could manage for a couple hours hanging with Shade. And if he needed some relief he expected the cambion full of lust as his vice wouldn't mind. Dressed in mostly pink with platinum blond hair tucked up into his helmet he sped down the mountain roads on his shiny pink Hayabusa from Bradbury. He'd pulled ahead of Shade a while back feeling fine enough to drive though the longer they rode, the more he started fading. It wasn't even the heat of the sun bothering him in the pink jumpsuit that barely concealed the black thong underneath. No, it was all the fucking fever making him dizzy and sweating, a light sheen on his face and exposed bit of his chest that had the illusion of slight cleavage thanks to some adhesive shit pulling his pecs together and a push-up bra. Neat little trick he learned that helped his Omegle game.

His bike wobbled though fortunately he corrected before he actually went down. Last thing he needed was Bradbury bitching at him about another crashed bike. He cursed under his breath repeatedly as he slowed down and rolled off the road. "Nope, I need to pull over for a second," he said to Shade in their comms. Might be more than a second. Soon as he parked he dismounted his bike and tore off his helmet, his gloves, the cropped hoodie, literally anything he could that would help cool himself off, and leaned against a tree trying to catch his breath.

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[familiar-finn]

Continued from here.

"Hard to say, innit?" Finn smirked wryly at Shade as he absently twirled the leash in his hand. His other hand cocked on his hip in the pink corset. "Could say the same about your choice. You pick this out yourself or did you have help? Super gay. Were you inspired by that Bridgerton show or what? Shit's tight as fuck."

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[icebird-khion]

Khion loved a good party so long as there were good drinks and good music. He wasn't shy about dressing up in things that he liked and had the confidence to wear, which was usually something light blue or another bright color than his usual neutral palette. He'd never seen a Bridgerton in his life though he knew of the show since it was a hot topic on Netflix. Apparently these old fuddy duddy vampires liked themselves a corny period romance drama. All Khion knew about it was the hot dude tongue molesting the spoon.

Anyways, he quickly got bored of this party that was a little too "classy" for his tastes. The food and drinks going around were good though, Khion making it a point to snatch up a sample anytime a server passed by him. Wasn't like he had to pay for shit so why not right?

"I don't know, dude," he said to Shade because no way he missed his eccentric boss in that apocalyptic getup. He draped an arm over the slightly taller man's shoulder and crossed his ankles with toe in the ground while he leaned against the cambion. He sipped on the champagne in his hand. "Kinda thinking this party sucks. Went all out on aesthetics for a snooze fest. Like what the fuck are these games? Where's the beer pong table?"

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