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Scrawled on a black invitation in beautiful, gold coloured handwritten calligraphy is the date and time of the party, as well as one of Vena's addresses. Beautiful waterfront property just outside of a nearby city. The time on the invitation is listed as 8PM. Vena's attempt to accommodate any guests who may not be able to face the sun. Vena has a preference for nighttime anyway.

The home, itself, sits on a large piece of land with a well manicured and expansive garden on one side, and the harbour on the other. Inside, the home is very open, with plenty of space for party goers to lounge, and plenty of rooms for them to disappear into. There are only two bedrooms closed to the guests: Vena's own and one that that he keeps for his partner. There are floor to ceiling windows that look out over the large deck (where there's ample seating and a fire pit that will have a fire burning all night) and the harbour.

The decor and furnishings, themselves, are all dark shades (and not all white like in the picture!) of varying colours. Greys, blues, reds, and black, of course, with gold and silver accents and the occasional white showing up in a variety of places to break up the darkness.

There is a vast array of finger foods and an open bar, as well as a chef in the kitchen should anyone desire something a little more substantial to eat. He may even have a few humans set aside who are willing to be fed on, should that be what someone wants. Well, more like they're willing to do anything Vena asks, but to Vena, it's all the same thing.

As for the actual guests, an invite has gone out to anyone who isn't human, from demons to mythical creatures and everything in between. That isn't to say that humans aren't permitted (as more than snacks and servants) because they are, but as a +1. They must have something not human to accompany them, who will then be responsible for them for the evening. Don't let you humans get out of hand and ruin it for everyone else. The dress code is semi-formal and the colours are black and gold, just like the invitation.

Vena, himself, is dressed a little more than usual, with a few pieces of gold jewelry and some simple black around his eyes to fit his chosen colour scheme.

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Gardens are incredibly personal and special things. They're so unique. Each and every garden of flowers is different than the last. No two gardens full of vegetables are the same. They're like snowflakes. Or like looking up at the sky. You can look up at the sky every day for an entire lifetime and never see the same one. Seren loves it. It's incredible.

"You can eat flowers and herbs and mushrooms, right? So those are food too? Oh, you grow so many things! Is that all on the moon? Have you tried growing things down here too?"

“That’s right! A lot of those things are edible; as foods or tea or medicines or seasonings!” He very happy Seren gets it. He’s met more than a few who aren’t horribly enthused about gardens, but… He’s sure there’s something out there wouldn’t be horribly enthused about, too. Bunny can’t hold it against them!

“I want to have a garden here, but I don’t yet.” He lifts his hand, clenching it in a little fist of determination. “I will, someday!”

Then he blinks over at Seren as they wander. “You know a lot about gardens for someone who lives in the sky. You must have admired them from afar, huh?”