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driftfleet2018-02-15 05:57 pm
bryces_pup) wrote in driftfleet2018-02-15 05:57 pm
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Wintersend party! + closed
Who: The DA cast and whoever they dragged along to this shingding
Broadcast: Nooooope
Action: Yuuuuuup
When: Tonight!
It's Wintersend! (Or roughly around the equivalent of when it would be back in Thedas. [Actually it's a bit late but whatever CLOSE ENOUGH]) Time to party! Riona found a small party hall to rent on Duotera, in an area that's a bit more reminiscent of early spring.
There are decorations everywhere. Don't worry guys, this isn't meant to be formal. This is just what happens when Riona gets to decorate unsupervised.
There are, of course, plenty of food and drinks. The food is mostly finger snacks, but there are also sandwiches and the like. As for the drinks: yes, they are mostly alcoholic, she knows how you folks roll.
As Wintersend is theater season, Riona compromises for the lack of actual theater with a rigged projector playing movies on the far wall. With a variety of genres running, there'll hopefully be something for everyone, and serves as a place for the more introverted to get away from the party for a bit.
And because it's Wintersend, that means presents. There's a separate table off to the side away from the food where people can place their presents for each other.
The goal is to have something for everyone, and to encourage everyone to have fun. Eat, drink, be merry and all that jazz!
((OOC: Separate starters for food table, present table, etc will be below!))
Broadcast: Nooooope
Action: Yuuuuuup
When: Tonight!
It's Wintersend! (Or roughly around the equivalent of when it would be back in Thedas. [Actually it's a bit late but whatever CLOSE ENOUGH]) Time to party! Riona found a small party hall to rent on Duotera, in an area that's a bit more reminiscent of early spring.
There are decorations everywhere. Don't worry guys, this isn't meant to be formal. This is just what happens when Riona gets to decorate unsupervised.
There are, of course, plenty of food and drinks. The food is mostly finger snacks, but there are also sandwiches and the like. As for the drinks: yes, they are mostly alcoholic, she knows how you folks roll.
As Wintersend is theater season, Riona compromises for the lack of actual theater with a rigged projector playing movies on the far wall. With a variety of genres running, there'll hopefully be something for everyone, and serves as a place for the more introverted to get away from the party for a bit.
And because it's Wintersend, that means presents. There's a separate table off to the side away from the food where people can place their presents for each other.
The goal is to have something for everyone, and to encourage everyone to have fun. Eat, drink, be merry and all that jazz!
((OOC: Separate starters for food table, present table, etc will be below!))
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I'm wonderful! [ A lie, mostly. ] I have you and this fantastic bottle of... wine? I think it is wine. Doesn't matter, it tastes fantastic.
[ She takes another swig before turning her head to Wolfe and grinning. ]
But give me a moment, I'm sure I can make a terrible joke anyway.
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[Contrary to his usual moderation, he downs the entire cup in one long series of gulps then holds it out for more.]
That is good. Shit, where does she find this stuff?
[For the record, he's feeling pretty awful too.]
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[ Any other person might get hissed at for attempting to get her to part with this bottle, or even share, but it's Wolfe and he is family so he gets a pass. She pours another, snickering to herself. ]
No idea, and apparently this vintage is haunted! [ She might be a little to excited by that little rumor. ] But damn it's really good.
[ Her gaze glances across the room again, across the people, stopping once to linger on someone before she takes a considerably long swig. It's a good thing that this bottle is quite large. ]
Maker's balls, I'm a terrible person.
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[There's a doubt in his voice as always when she proclaims herself a terrible person, but the doubt is tempered this time with a sense that he may believe himself to be worse, he's just not willing to say just yet.
That and he wants to know just how wine can be haunted, but that seems less important to the conversation as such.]
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[ 'This again?' He says and apart of her wants to shake him for some reason. Something, something, they both think they are terrible people right? Right. Either way Marian shakes her head, taking another swig, before regarding him. ]
I mean, I have this itch you know? This uncontrollable urge to throw a fireball at someone's face. [ She really really wants to. ] It's kind of stupid, Fenris and I are good again, you know? But I just... I'm petty and bitter and can't let it go completely no matter how hard I try.
[ Not that she has tried very hard, so here she is months and months later drinking in a corner so she doesn't do something foolish like throw a fireball (or something less burn inducing) at Kirk's head. ]
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[He downs this cup too, barely savoring the alcohol, just wishing it were harder.]
So... maybe we're future terrible people.