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[defies_reason]

[ VOICE ]

All things must end, good and bad alike, and I am of the opinion that there are very few things which are wholly one or the other.  

I've enjoyed my holiday here, all in all.  

Whether you've a mind to celebrate or to mourn, I invite you to stop by the Wolf's Den this evening.  As I can't take it with me, it seems fitting to clear the place out.  The effective end of the world seems an appropriate occasion for a party. 

Those who remain are welcome to fight over its bones, once I've gone.  



[ OPEN ACTION || MINGLE || PARTY AT THE END OF THE WORLD ]

[There are no decorations, there is not time for that, and really, that sort of frill has never been Isaak's style.  The place is lively, though; music is playing, people are mingling.  

The prospect of an open bar always brings people out of the woodwork, and really, who wants to be alone at a moment like this?]

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[ooc: WHATEVER THE WORLD NEEDS MORE PARTY LOGS RIGHT?  This is a big ol' mingle, I'm turning off notifs but will give Isaak a thread below. Feel free to tag as you will for as long as you like to backdate last-minute party shenanigans. Whether you know Isaak or not. I WILL MISS YOU POLY.] 

Comments

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Raikov chuckles and reaches down to take a hold of Isaak's hand]

Nathan's better at it than me.

[defies_reason]

I'll be sorry to miss the show.

[majorcrotchgrab]

And I'll miss you.

[Isaak gets another kiss on the cheek. Oh Raikov, what a shameless manwhoreflirt.]

[defies_reason]

[There's never harm in flirting, though Isaak does not make a habit of kissing men who are in other relationships. (But, this is a special occasion, so he'll make the exception to return the favour.)]

I'd promise to visit, but I doubt I'll be able.

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Raikov smiles when he does.]

Perhaps we can visit you.

[defies_reason]

Wherever I end up.

[majorcrotchgrab]

I hope where ever it is, you're safe.

[defies_reason]

Likewise.

[Don't worry about him, Raikov. Isaak is good at taking care of himself.]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Raikov smiles and raises his glass]

A toast to good fortune?

[defies_reason]

[If Isaak toasted everyone he'll be sorry to leave, he'd end up too drunk to find an appropriate door.

But he lifts his glass, with a slight smile.]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[He clinks their glasses together, then downs the rest of his drink]

Ahh... That was good. I suppose I should let you get back to work though, huh?

[defies_reason]

I expect we've both our share of goodbyes to say to others.

[majorcrotchgrab]

Yeah... Take care, Izya.

[He attempts to steal a kiss on the lips from him. What a bastard.]

[defies_reason]

[Ah, Ivan, that's your questionably wise choice to make. If he insists, Isaak intends to make it worth his while; he's kissed men (and women, even,) for less reason.)]

You as well.

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Nathan doesn't mind. Raikov's quite pleased with the response. He eventually breaks the kiss, smiles, and wiggles his finger as he starts to walk away]