GP - dreaming of a black christmas
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londoncallingrpgThe repurposed railway arches that housed Beagle's bar and restaurant were decked in shades of black: black christmas trees glittering with sparkly and satiny black ornaments, black wreaths with perfectly tied bows, black garlands draping along the walls and bar, ribbons edging the long banquet benches in the restaurant dining room. A gentle snow seemed to fall from the ceiling, a specially designed lighting effect much more pleasant than the cold and wet that would've accompanied real snow. Christmas music played over hidden speakers, setting the mood without interfering with conversation.
The Kraken Black Christmas feast was a different spin on the holiday than you'd find most places, and yet, a christmas feast all the same. All the flavors of the season were there, both in the bar's specialty cocktails and in the feast itself, served banquet-style to those fortunate enough to get tickets - mulled wine, egg nog, roasts and stuffing and puddings, and so much more. Yet the food and drinks all shared the same theme as the decor, shades of black augmented with squid ink, charcoal, or black sesame seeds.
Guests had been encouraged to continue the theme with black festive attire, but it wasn't required, and spots of color could be found here and there along the table or mingling in the bar. There was one thing everyone could agree on, though. No matter how black the theme, the mood was anything but dark.
The Kraken Black Christmas feast was a different spin on the holiday than you'd find most places, and yet, a christmas feast all the same. All the flavors of the season were there, both in the bar's specialty cocktails and in the feast itself, served banquet-style to those fortunate enough to get tickets - mulled wine, egg nog, roasts and stuffing and puddings, and so much more. Yet the food and drinks all shared the same theme as the decor, shades of black augmented with squid ink, charcoal, or black sesame seeds.
Guests had been encouraged to continue the theme with black festive attire, but it wasn't required, and spots of color could be found here and there along the table or mingling in the bar. There was one thing everyone could agree on, though. No matter how black the theme, the mood was anything but dark.
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Date: 2016-12-10 01:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-12-10 02:45 am (UTC)"Do you want to meet her?" Willy asked, eager to keep Fin here just a little longer. "She is Tufa...fae long ago banished to live in America. She is truly delightful..."
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Date: 2016-12-10 03:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-12-10 03:07 am (UTC)"Not as such," Willy said, turning to look at Curnen. She was a balm to him, a bright spot of music and happiness and one who had pulled him away from the malaise of fading away. He owed her so much, but they did not discuss his transgressions or Fin. Not much beyond music, and since Halloween, he people and her fate.
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Date: 2016-12-10 03:30 am (UTC)Reaching out, Fin rubbed Will's arm gently and offered a weak smile.
"Go, have a good night. I'll see you when you get in," he said softly, pushing up onto his toes to give him a soft kiss.
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Date: 2016-12-10 03:35 am (UTC)Willy bent to kiss him in return, letting it linger and letting his magic reach out to Fin just enough to caress him, but not to hold.
"I will come to yours after," he promised. "I will knock."
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Date: 2016-12-10 03:47 am (UTC)