Subject: Carefully, slowly, the door opened a few inches..
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Posted on: 2011-09-06 22:24:00 UTC

Before the door could open fully, a string of three children, two girls and a boy, tumbled into the room. The eldest, dressed as a very small, slightly darker version of Faramir, picked herself up, dusted herself off, and pulled the other two to their feet. "Come on!" she said, nearly picking up the youngest (who, aside from the thumb permanently wedged into his mouth, was dressed as a near-perfect replica of the Movieverse Legolas), and pulling her siblings toward the knot of children already in the room. "Fara, wait up!" cried Kinsey, the younger girl, picking up her elven skirt and running after her big sister and little brother.

A moment later, two adults and a teenager sidled in, obviously unsure whether they were going to be bowled down upon entry.

The teenager was the first to relax, running a hand over her expertly coiffed, platinum blonde hair, and straightening the collar on her suit jacket. "Well, this looks like it's going to be fun," Piper said, grinning back at the two adults before going to scout out the snack table, and go mingle with the other teenagers in the room.

Azrael carefully snicked the door closed behind her, and took her sleeping infant back from her partner, propping the baby on her shoulder with one arm, and making sure that her sword -- regulation on her Haradrim 'costume' -- was securely fastened into the scabbard. It wouldn't do to have some child or other getting ahold of it...

"Come on, let's go be social."

"You're sure this costume is appropriate?" asked Boston, fiddling with the high collar of his long black robes. "It still feels a little presumptuous."

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