happy pride, etc

[papadopoulos]

“Uh, people were killed.”
“No one was killed at Stonewall.”
“No…body…was killed???”
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The café is looking much more colorful than it has in the past. Specifically, there are various flags draped on top of the walls – certainly it is much brighter than anything Enjolras would have cared to come up with. Directly behind the pastry case there is a rainbow flag, and scattered around there are a myriad of other pride flags. (Whatever they could scrounge up from the cupboards, basically.) There is also a small table set off to one side, with various types of beaded necklaces and colored bracelets lying atop it. There is also a small flier with descriptions and explanations of what the different flags represent. Explanations of pride in general will be freely offered, as well.

Dionysus has offered up his cd player, though instead of the same music from the party, it is playing songs from various queer artists. There’s a selection ranging from Bowie to Cole Porter to Billie Holiday, including more modern artists such as Lady Gaga, Mika, Queen, and Green Day. Apollo can be found near the music as usual; but he is currently engrossed in making more of the colored bracelets. He is seated at the table with a box full of friendship bracelet making supplies, wearing an artfully cropped version of this shirt, a hyacinth bloom set behind his ear. Dionysus is at a different table, wearing a knee-length sundress of pink, yellow, and blue stripes and one of the beaded bracelets Apollo is making, this one in yellow, white, purple, and black beads. He found a small facepainting palette with a few pride flag options and is willing to offer up his services if anyone happens to want a tiny flag on their cheek (or, well, wherever.)


Let us know if you want Apollo, Dionysus, or both for your threads!

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[vineleaves]

"Your wish is my command, my dear!" He puts a little bit of water on a brush and starts mixing it into a light green color, working it until the paint goes from a dry, almost eyeshadow-looking cake to the consistency of a cream. "Where would you like them?"

[new_inglewoodblues]

She raises her eyebrows and hikes her pink skirts up around her thighs.

[vineleaves]

Oh. He grins. "Of course dear. It would be easier to paint you in my room, if you'd like."

[new_inglewoodblues]

"Sirrah! Thinkst thou I would be painted with thy tongue? To work!"

[vineleaves]

"Well, the offer stands if you ever want to take me up on it," he winks, and reaches for the paint.

[new_inglewoodblues]

"Mary, I will," spreading her legs apart so he can easily get at the canvas of her thighs.

[vineleaves]

He smiles, and very politely sets about painting some leaves on her.

[new_inglewoodblues]

Ragnelle watches him, and it must be stressed that her commentary is very not polite.

[vineleaves]

After a while¹, Dionysus finally finishes the leaves. "Well, what do you think, dear?"


1. "A while" is a phrase which here means, "almost two weeks of real life time because the typist didn't realize she never responded to this tag".

[new_inglewoodblues]

She stretches out her legs and wiggles her toes approvingly. "Mary, 'tis done well. Thou knowst thine art."