Week 2 Monday Night Pajama Party!!

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[HELLO AND WELCOME TO THE PAJAMA PARTY! They’ve really gone all out here, because the tables have all been pushed up to the wall (thank you, Finn) to make room on the floor for pillows and blankets and some cushions, too. There’s also streamers and other decorations hung up for a party-type atmosphere, as well as nice quality baijuand plum wine chilled and set out along with glasses for consumption. Next to that, there’s a variety of hors d’oeuvres to be noshed on, along with whatever anyone else has brought. There’s several balls of light floating around, courtesy of Stella, to give the place a nice, cozy glow.

Feel free to make yourself comfortable, grab some hors d’oeuvres and something to drink, and settle in for some sleepover activities or just sitting around and mingling. If you’ve brought something for the party, you can add it to the list here, or if there’s a game or an activity you’d like to host, feel free to add it on to this top level and it’ll get added to the navigation! The pajama party is your oyster~]

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Comments

[strongestfeelings]

I don't like to get my hands dirty. [She glowers at the magpie, as if it is the one who has offended her so.]

[cuttingremark]

Ah, one of those royal families. [The magpie flies away, turning into a shower of sparks just above their heads.]

[strongestfeelings]

[She watches it go-- the previous heavy emotion fading into a sort of light, discomfort.]

Yes. Well. Don't let my failures define the entire dynasty. [This? This is exactly why her mother is so angry with her all of the time.]

[cuttingremark]

No failure of yours, just differences in culture. Asgard is a warrior society, power is in might and prowess on the battle field. As a prince it was rather expected I would 'get my hands dirty,' as it were.

But strength isn't everything. Finesse wins just as many battles as might, if not more. You need control before you can gain power.

[strongestfeelings]

[Stella frowns, ready to object, then--]

[strongestfeelings]

[She suppresses a laugh.]

You sound exactly like my headmistress. The one tasked with fixing me.

[cuttingremark]

Funny, I was trying to channel my mother. She's the one who taught me, after all.

[He sighs and takes a step back.]

Now is a poor time for a lesson, but if you wish, I may be able to show you a thing or two at a later date.

[strongestfeelings]

You're surprisingly passable as a middle-aged woman.

[She hesitates, but... it's not as if she has anything to lose. Her powers are still a mess, and they're stuck here.]

It could be helpful. I won't say no.

[cuttingremark]

[A shimmer of light and suddenly an hunched old woman is standing where Loki stood.]

Why thank you dearie!

[Another shimmer and Loki is back, grinning again.]

We'll meet in the training hall perhaps tomorrow? Assuming no one dies, that is.