Demontoberfest

[serpentinthegarden]

Who: Beetlejuice, Crowley, and anyone who wants to party demon-style. OTA
Where: The Third Ring
When: September 10th, Evening - Dawn
What: Demontoberfest
Warnings: PG13 - for demons and their antics

[Prompts in the comments. Make your own starters if you want. This Demontoberfest is a direct reaction to Eleven's much more Holy event.]

Comments

Drunken God of Mischief anyone?

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki was mostly impartial to each festival, insofar in that he didn't really care much other than that he felt somewhat slighted. Not that he was a God of this world, so while it made sense he wouldn't be included... It still didn't make him happy. But he'd been enjoying meeting other students, of all things. He'd never been to a 'demon-celebrating' festival before however, and was curious. Even more so when there was a new drink to try.

SO--the Demon's Laugh. Hiss had been pink, bordering on purple with bubbles that varied between blue and green swirled in. It was good however, and Loki was happy to try it. He wouldn't notice a side-effect until he tries to speak again.

[serpentinthegarden]

As far as Crowley knew there had never been a demon celebration like this one. Sure back home you Halloween which only vaguely counted as it included so many other spooks and goblins, and then you had your random gatherings of Satanists... But never a party devoted solely to those lost souls known as demons. He was living it up and having a good time. He might even have helpfully suggested Loki throw his own Loki party if he had known this was a sore spot for him. Any excuse for a party!

"Hey."

Have an unspoken toast as he raised his mug and then downed a good portion of the beverage.

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki raised his back in an unspoken toast, before doing the same. "So, you're a demon then?" It was a natural question. "Or at least friendly to their kind, I ken..." Wait...
He looked puzzled; had he just rhymed? That was new.

[serpentinthegarden]

In less happier times he could up with a more snarky response but his drink was making him feel much more open and even helpfully truthful.

"Yeah, I'm a demon. If you've ever seen one of those Renaissance paintings, Eve in the Garden with a Serpent behind her, then you've seen me."

A pause in which some of his old humor managed to squeak past any magically altering drink.

"And you are a... poet?"

[whose_son_am_i]

"Occasionally, though not before unknowingly." Loki said, eyeing his drink. It didn't mean he wasn't going to drink it, necessarily.

[serpentinthegarden]

"Must be the party atmosphere," And not that devilishly fun looking drink, "It's making everyone think they are rock stars."

While he said that he gestured to one of the older students who had decided to start hopping around the room like a rockabilly kangaroo and playing air guitar with magical music that was created from his moving fingertips. Seemed all in good fun to Crowley and certainly not a spell!

"Kids needed some place to let off some steam. All study and no play makes for..." What did it make for, "Well, bored kids."

[whose_son_am_i]

"Given what I've observed around the school, it's hardly boring for the students. Though I suppose there are indeed some more dull events." Loki so far hadn't been bored--which was probably a good thing for all involved.

[serpentinthegarden]

"You think? Maybe it's just me then..."

For it certainly had been boring for Crowley. It was the structured way in which classes were handled, you get up the same time everyday, wear the same outfit, go to the same classes, see the same people... He missed going to clubs, driving ninety down the middle of London, and he missed the freedom of getting up when you wanted to and doing whatever you liked during the rest of the day! So long as the right memos ended up on the right desks at head office no one ever checked up on him to make sure he was getting his work done on time or threatened him with a failing grade for skipping too many classes.

"You haven't gotten the 'I expected so much more from you speech yet?"

[whose_son_am_i]

"I mean, the school is a little structured compared to being tutored." Loki said. "It could simply be that not every student is suited. Are you having that much difficulty settling in?"

It was an adjustment, but Loki wasn't also opposed to working hard. It helped that he also found the learning of magic interesting, as well as necessary. The formal 'school' was different than his own experience, but also did not seem to be as strict or as terrible as he'd been lead to believe such things were.

"I haven't been getting that speech yet."

[serpentinthegarden]

"I've never had to do the 'school' thing before... or the tutor thing either."

It didn't help that Crowley was very much opposed to working hard, hedonistic slacker that he was.

"OR the homework! I'm better at causing trouble."

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki was also a hedonist, but far from a slacker. He worked hard and played hard.

"I can see how that might be an adjustment. But think of it this way. Better to hide and camoflage yourself as a model student. Hide the mischief and trouble under that guise each day."

Okay, why couldn't Loki stop rhyming? It was getting annoying, even if it didn't interfere too much yet. Had to be the drink. Maybe he'd only have one of these...

[serpentinthegarden]

"Nm, reverse psychology. Celestia already tried that one on me."

He snickered into his glass as the rest of the contents were downed in one final go. It was the rhyming which made the seriousness of the conversation just come across as silly!

"We shouldn't be talking about this, we should be having some fun! Do you dance up there in Asgard?"

[whose_son_am_i]

"We do, though more formally. I've learned that modern dance is done much more casually." An eyebrow raised, with a hint of smile. "Are you asking for a dance, Mr. Crowley?"

[serpentinthegarden]

Ever so sly the smirk which took over his expression. Why not? Why not dance with everyone in the place after all...

"It's meant to be a party, isn't it?"

[whose_son_am_i]

"Now, am I asking you, or you asking me?" Loki grinned. "Or does it really matter, since it is a party. Why don't you show me?" Loki held out his hand with a playful smile that was half-way to a smirk.

[serpentinthegarden]

"It's a no rules, demon party... so it's not like it matters."

Who asked whom first, ha, what was important was that they were cutting loose and having some fun! Crowley took Loki's hand and practically twirled the pair of them out onto the dance floor. Far from any sort of formal Asgardian dance this was uninhibited demonic dancing, more like a mosh pit at a rowdy concert with people who were rhythmically challenged.