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ANON POST PARTY

HOW THIS WORKS

This is not an anti-anon post party. It's just a party taking place at the same time as the anonymous post.

You don't need to surrender your journal to attend.

It's taking place at Azurcrest.

If you do want to surrender your journal, however, there's a trunk that Cecil Honeychurch, Ravinder Dhaliwal and Diego Morales have enchanted to only open for the three of them when they're all present. At the beginning of the party, you can give them your journals and they'll leave them locked up for the night. Diego says the only downside is that if one of the three of them dies, you'll never get your journal back. It's unclear if he's joking or not.

The party starts at sunset, just as the anonymous writer is expected to appear. It'll go until the anon post dies down, around 1 or 2 AM.

As this is taking place at a campground, if you plan on drinking or smoking, you need to be covert about it. There will be a Naughty Children section of the party where you can sneak off to drink. If you don't get shit faced and wander into the main party area, you'll be fine.

Kissing games are self-serve. Post your character under the header, and reply to the people your character "randomly" kissed.

» BEFORE THE PARTY: Students are antsy, as Saturday has been a long day of nothing, which will be immediately followed by a lot of excitement. A party, the anon post, and tomorrow the game!

» OPTIONAL JOURNAL LOCKUP: If your character would like to avoid the temptation to look at the anonymous post, reply here letting us know they locked up their journal. There will be no consequences for doing so, except that if you do, you may not reply to the anonymous post with the character in question.

» AROUND THE FIRE: The fire pit has been lit, and there are plenty of benches and blankets around it to sit on. Roast marshmallows, hang out with your friends, listen to music, etc.

» KISSING GAMES: A handful of students gather around an empty beer bottle to partake in Spin the Bottle and Seven Minutes in Heaven. People puzzle for a little over what to use in lieu of a closet, and settle on a tiny clearing off the path, hidden by trees. It's a favorite outdoor makeout spot up at Azurcrest.

» THE CABINS: You can only enter a cabin by invitation.

» NAUGHTY CHILDREN: Some students are dissatisfied by the dry party, and slip off to a little spot behind the senior girls' cabin. It's very secluded, and gives an impressive view of the forest beyond the cliffs. Here you're free to indulge in illegal substances, as long as you're smart about it.

» TRUTH OR SHOT: A game of good old Truth or Shot breaks out in the secret party within a party. A bottle of whiskey is passed around to the people being asked questions, so really it's more "Truth or Swig".

» OOC - Questions, comments, concerns!

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Of course Leo knows who it is directly. His head raises in response to the touch, seeking more already. He almost snaps the textbook shut right away. But instead, Leo paces himself and just looks up, smiling even though he's trying to be very aloof right now. That honestly stopped working around Rafael long ago, but he still goes for it. "I don't know. I'm kind of busy." He doesn't sound it. There may be the glint of a challenge in his eye.

"Understandable." Rafael stretches his arms above his head and then bends down until he folds neatly in half, touching his toes. It's a very deliberate move. He brings himself back up to a standing position slowly and lets his weight rest on one leg, ready for the next step. "You are a very busy person, and you have a game tomorrow."

That probably isn't supposed to be even half as attractive as Leo finds it. Or, even more probably, that's exactly the response Rafael hoped to provoke. It works. Leo isn't looking at his transfiguration text at all anymore. He can't feel too defeated. "On the other hand." He smirks, abandoning the pretense in favor of reaching a hand out to touch Rafael's, "I'd pass this even if I failed the final. I'm pretty sure."

Perfect. Rafael takes Leo's hand. "Steady me," he commands, and then improbably raises his leg into a standing second position stretch. It's fortunate that his pants are forgiving enough for this, but Rafael rarely wears anything that won't allow him to move freely.

"I think you are probably right." Rafael seems perfectly content to hold a conversation like this. For now, anyway. As funny as this is, eventually he'll either need both feet on the ground or he'll crack a smile. "You are brilliant, after all. I would argue the most accomplished student of our year."

Leo obeys without question, stretching his hand so Rafael can lean on his wrist too, if he needs. He swings his legs around to face him completely, book falling dully onto the ground. "Most accomplished, no. Not at all."

His eyes trace all the way up from the foot on the ground to the one in the air. No matter how many times he sees Rafael dance, he'll never understand how he can make things like this so effortless.

"Think if tried to do this, I'd die." His voice is awed, and it still does not feel like an exaggeration.

Rafael rights himself, but doesn't let go of Leo's wrist. He's smiling now, unable to resist any longer. He remembers when their coy games could last for hours or days, but there doesn't seem to be as much need anymore. A little

"No, you could do it." Rafael's voice is confident, and he obviously believes what he's saying. As he speaks, he becomes instantly sure of himself. "You are athletic, you would just need to practice, do more stretches. It would be good for you as an athlete."

Leo reaches out quickly to pull him in by the hip that was now connected at a normal angle again. It's the last step, to cement that he's keeping Rafael's attention now that he has it. They do finish this game quickly, now. Leo doesn't mind. It means they're both just better at winning.

He laughs a little at the idea. Rafael thinks he can do everything. Leo thinks the same about him. It's strange. Leo doesn't remember the last time he was nervous that he wouldn't be able to live up to his standards. Rafael's confidence is contagious that way. He wants to be sure to give that back, if he can. "After maybe years. Literally. But you could teach me. You can do anything."

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Rafael doesn't skip a beat wrapping his arms around Leo. They've done this countless times by now, whether it's for a dance or a prelude to something more risque. Rafael is convinced they match perfectly either way.

"You will be doing the splits by the end of May," Rafael promises with conviction. In his head he runs through a daily routine of stretches he can teach Leo. He's already working from a good base, so it shouldn't be hard. Leo is strong and coordinated, with balance that would make a cat envious. "Do not argue. I can do anything," he echoes Leo's compliment teasingly, and then leans in for a kiss.

And just like that, there's another project that Leo needs to finish by the end of next month. As much as he can't help but sighing just once to show this is absurd, Leo knows better than to disobey a direct order. He wraps his other hand around Rafael's back instead, giving up his last defense by way of a smirk.

"And lucky for you, I'll try anything." For Rafael, anyway. He would. Leo lingers in the kiss as long as he can, fingertips pressing him in close. These movements are natural by now. They're still never less than intoxicating.

ANON POST PARTY

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael

Leo & Rafael