ringing in the new year

[beastkeeper]

For the most part, the beginning of every new year on the block is the same. There's the party, held down in the common room (barely distinguishable from the lobby, but hey, who cares), and the reminders that go up in the week prior, telling people to bring food to share (not that everyone does — the witch provides more than enough, anyhow). There are, of course, smaller parties, held in the apartments upstairs or on the grounds, and the combinations of creatures always rotates (more or less), but the overall air remains the same. The end of one year and the ushering in of another is cause to celebrate.

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[hideandseek]

[To be honest? She still scares the shit out of him.

...It's not her, exactly. It's the power she exudes and exerts, the threat of punishment for the disobedient, the loyalty and devotion displayed by those in her inner circle. When Elwood came to the block a year ago, he'd only been looking for a new start, something different, a place to belong. He hadn't counted on the politics.

So far, he's only hovered on the edge of things, assumed the role of a neutral party, neither hating Circe nor wishing to kowtow to her completely. But now a year's gone by, he's made friends, found a new family of sorts.

The least he can do now is thank her. He finds his way to the couch, sits down, gives her a terse and nervous nod.]

Happy New Year.