Characters: Open Event, so: Everyone. 
When: September 7th
Where: Outside of the apartment blocks
Rating: PG
Summary: It's party tiem! Who is excited for party times? We are excited for party times. For birthdays and victories and lots and lots of silliness. Because this place sucks otherwise. 

The area outside of the apartments had been cleared of the worst of debris. Curtsey of Lavi and whichever other pyromaniac had decided to help, a bonfire had been built, spare wood to feed it a little way away. The chairs from the dining room dragged out and placed around. A table to one side of the cleared area, lined with food, and of course, drink. The things they couldn't usually have, too. Candles and torches were used to bring extra light wherever possible. Despite how awful this place otherwise was, as much effort was put in as was possible to make it cheerful, music playing softly from a record player, and a stack of records next to it whenever it needed changing. That little bit of light in the dark. Or at least laughter and merriment, for a little while.

Characters: Elizabeth Tudor, Open
When: [Forward Dated to:] 19th of May
Where: Her sewing chair, common room thing.
Rating: PG
Summary: Feels. Alcohol. How depressing it is to have all your stories end in "and then they were executed." Also: drinking from mid morning is perfectly acceptable for Tudor-times. Triggery? For executions and general horribleness? 

( the calculated mix of alcohol and emotion leads to strange truths. )