[ come one come all ]

[foolsaround]

Who: Everyone and everyone!
What: A party to break everyone into mallowhallow and get them mingling
Where: Orlea
When: March 4th

[ you might have gotten a nice little text message in your communication device, telling you to come party in Orlea. There's all types of alcohol and non-alcoholic drinks, and a mixture of foods to snack on. the music is also pulsing and loud enough to get you wanting to dance.

the party will go on all night till the morning, so bring a date or just bring yourself ]

Comments

[blueeyedflyboy]

It doesn't have to be at the party.

_{[Hint hint: they really should get a room.]}

[garwin]

[The real question was...have you ever been involved in naked stripping at a party before, Tyler.]

Exactly. We, or you two, could find some place private.

[foolsaround]

[ the answer is yes and the answer is don't ask. it didn't end well ]

That's much better.

[blueeyedflyboy]

_{[Balfour smirks, liking this plan, but glances over to Reid.}

We.

<sub>[There was no question about it. He wasn't going to be separating the two, and doubtless Reid was just as curious.

The boys had better be glad that he was drunk.]</sub>

We all need to...retreat. If we're going to do that.

[garwin]

[Of course Reid was curious. He just...wasn't a hundred percent sure about this. Part of him really wanted it, part of him was fidgety over it. There was a moment before he replied.]

Alright, we need to go somewhere private.

Retreat?

[foolsaround]

Where should we go?

[blueeyedflyboy]

<sub>[Balfour is mainly curious about the similarities between him and Tyler, so if things don't progress, it will be no loss to him.

He shrugs, shaking his head.]</sub>

You pick the place? I think... Is this not the home of one of you?

[garwin]

It's both of ours. [He shrugged.] We've just gotta pick a bedroom or something.

[foolsaround]

Not a hard thing to do.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Well...lead the way then?

_{[He smiles shyly, tugging at the hem of his gloves, glancing from side to side. He's suddenly nervous, but he knows that things don't have to go far. He's too curious to stop now.]}

[garwin]

Come on.

[Well, it looked like the task of leading fell to Reid. He could certainly handle that. He took each of them by the hand and tugged them along with him. Since he was the one leading, he took them into his room. If anyone had a complaint with that, well, they shouldn't have let him lead. It wasn't the neatest room in the place-Reid was many things, but neat was not one of them. At least it was only some clothes scattered across the floor and an unmade bed this time.

Reid was also lazy, so while he nudged the door most of the way shut with his foot, he didn't quite close it that way. At least he had the common sense to turn his head away from Balfour so that he wouldn't see the eye flare when he Used to shut the door the rest of the way-and lock it.]

I'm not picking up anything so don't complain.

[foolsaround]

[ he eyes the door but doesn't say anything, knowing that Reid had used to close the door ]

No complaints here.

[blueeyedflyboy]

It's comfortable.

<sub>[Instead of stark clean and sterile, there was actual personality here, even in the clothes on the floor and the unmade bed.

Nothing like home.]</sub>

[garwin]

[It was only a tiny bit of Using too, not even enough to bat an eye at. At least, in Reid's opinion.]

Good.

[Letting go of their hands, he went to flop down on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows. It was a nice, large bed too-king sized. There were supposed to be four pillows but he honestly didn't need that many so two of them were on the floor on the other side of the bed.]

I'm not the one here who has things to compare.

[foolsaround]

Watch, someone who looks like you is going to end up here and then you'll see where the curiosity comes from.

[blueeyedflyboy]

<sub>[Balfour laughs softly at Tyler's comment and begins to strip, his shirt the first thing to come off, shoes quickly following, and then his pants. Next thing he knows, he is standing in front of the two in just his underwear and socks…though despite his curiosity, the underwear would take a bit of convincing to come off. He also carefully keeps his back to empty space, hiding the ugly, jagged, purple scar that runs from his shoulder blades to the base of his back. His front also holds scars, but they are small, old, and white against his flesh.

He turns to Tyler, sweeping a hand toward him.]</sub>

Now you.

[garwin]

I doubt it. [That someone would show up with his face.] But if it happens, I'll let you watch. [He grinned at Tyler.

Eventually the grin faded though, replaced with a look more serious and curious as he looked Balfour over, up and down, head tilting to the side a little. Reid was even behaving himself-for now-gaze not lingering anywhere it shouldn't for too long.]

[foolsaround]

[ he grins back and starts stripping quickly, until he's down to his boxers and socks too before he takes a look over at Balfour.

and . . . sort of stares at all the scars ]

[blueeyedflyboy]

[Balfour frowns a bit and squirms shyly, taking nothing more than hurried glances at Tyler's body. He didn't move to cover up, though, and after a few minutes he was letting them linger a while longer.

Eventually, he reached out a gloved hand and trailed his middle finger down Tyler's chest and abs.]

Much nicer…

[garwin]

[His attention flickered from Tyler to Balfour-he already knew what Tyler looked like naked, of course (or nearly naked), nothing surprising there. But Balfour...]

You know...scars are kind of hot. [At least, the ones he was looking at were.]