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[snitchnicker.livejournal.com]

James and Sirius, for today an accountant and a dentist, respectively, put the finishing touches on the Haunted Mansion (they had started the night before, and upon finding that in the morning their changes were still there, they had been quite pleased and finished up). Now that the room where the ceiling rose was magicked so that everyone would fit in it and still have plenty of space to move. On top of that, they had magically rewired the loudspeakers to the room, put up some spooky decorations, and even completed it with fake, scary looking ghosts (they had both been quite disappointed in the morning to discover that some of their ruder decorations, including hot, naked ghosts, were removed).

Then, James began to write the letters, and started some music.



Crowley,

We're throwing a party at the Haunted Mansion. Do you think you could provide refreshments? Feel free to come as well.

- James Potter and Sirius Black

Then, identical letters were sent out to everyone in the park.

Hey,

There will be a Halloween party at the Haunted Mansion in New Orlean's Square. Come around and have a great time. Also, if you have drinks or food that you want to bring to share, feel free.

- James Potter and Sirius Black

On the bottom of the paper, there's a witch flying on a broom, actually moving around on the paper.

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[skaffenamtiskaw]

Skaffen-Amtiskaw's aura flashed through a series of colours, finally settling on a formal blue.

"You are fortunate," it said a little stiffly.

[late-born-myth.livejournal.com]

She looked up at the drone, watching the colors change with her clear young eyes, and then responded, simply again, "I never forget it."

[skaffenamtiskaw]

For once, the drone found itself at a loss for words.

So it dipped slightly in the air. "I suppose I shouldn't monopolise you for the evening. A pleasure speaking to you, Miss Psyche."

[late-born-myth.livejournal.com]

"And to you, Skaffen-Amtiskaw," she said, smiling.