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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Jul 26, 2012 1:37:44 GMT -8
There were 15 boxes against the walls of the dorm room. Each cardboard box Ace had brightly colored and decorated with markers, fire, confetti and sticky glue. The same decoration in fact that she had put onto the walls. Inside each of these boxes was roughly 24 cans or bottles of various different beverages. She hoped that she had bought enough.
Ace placed her cigarette between her lips as she tied the ribbon for the home-made pinata to hang from the ceiling. A clothes hanger taped to the ceiling upside down with duct tape and a long ribbon tied around the strange creature's abdomen served as the pulley system for it. A classic wooden baseball bat with duct tape around the handle was to serve as the stick. She had no intention to supervise this whatsoever, and god knew how well that activity was gonna go.
One of the walls had a long chain of balloons taped to it to the point of being unable to see the paintwork beneath, and a small box filled with pins lay on a small table against the wall. There was a small sign made from one of the box's lids with the words 'POP UZ' written on it in sharpie.
Of course she had put up signs on the doors too, saying 'BATHRUM <--' and 'BATHRUM -->' , not to mention 'NOT BATHRUM!!'.
The living room had a big space in it of course for the DJ to set up. Rust was meant to be there sometime soon too. She glanced over to the clock and then over to Jacob, who she assumed without really considering anything was in the kitchen where he belonged.
"So, Should be good anyway." She said casually, taking a drag and glancing him over. "Agree?" She said confidently, as though she wasn't asking and she already knew. She glanced away but then gave another glance, awaiting his response.
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Post by Gleam on Jul 26, 2012 4:27:04 GMT -8
Every additional prop made a twitch shiver across Jacob's eyebrows, like little tremblers of warning. The wall of balloons invited a long stare. And then the pinata invited a dubious beetling of his brows.
"I admit," he said slowly, "It might have been some time since I have seen a party organized. I did not expect this, exactly." Jacob shrugged then and stirred the pot once more, although it was a moot point by now - the lamb was very thoroughly ready, the soup simmered to perfection. "However, I admit, this looks much more festive, and more safe, than for when we used live animals for much the same purposes as your props here."
He tapped the spoon clean, set it aside, and strolled into the living room, glancing around. "So, who is coming, and when shall I expect them?"
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Jul 26, 2012 4:44:14 GMT -8
Ace grinned at his admission. "It'll be fucking awesome. Imagine the riot whenever someone is so smashed that they miss the pinata with the baseball bat and break someone's face. Dude, we won't forget tonight, I'm telling you." She laughed, as though that would be the highlight, or at least one of the many.
She blinked whenever he spoke of live animal pinatas. "Huh so what, did you eat raw guts like candy back in the day? I'm guessing you walked 5 miles to school every day or something too right?" She said with a roll of her eyes.
Ace made her way into the kitchen and moved around Jacob in order to pick off a bit of the lamb meat to taste it. "Fucking gorgeous." She said, moving quickly to avoid being swatted away like a cat that had jumped on a table to nab your food, knowing they'd get in trouble for it.
"Who's coming? Well, Rust invited Gabrielle and the Alora girl with her mother-figure Kikime. I invited all the randomers that I don't know." She smiled, "Not to mention we also have the DJ chick, for the music. There are signs up around the place as well to let people know what's happening." She shrugged, obviously seeing no problem in advertising it.
"What can I say," She said, showing her hands, "I'm only here to offer a ridiculously drunken evening of entertainment."
"You... did make finger food right? I mean... I didn't think about plates..." She said, looking at the stewy soup mixture. It smelled wonderful, but she was unsure how it was gonna go down with a crowd.
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Post by Gleam on Jul 26, 2012 5:26:03 GMT -8
"Riot." Jacob replied, with raised eyebrows. "I see. Well. I am certain that I will not be forgetting tonight, in any case. Have we replaced the fire extingusher across the hall yet? Because if not that might be an extremely good idea."
He shrugged as he bustled back into the kitchen, barefoot feet gliding silently over tile. "And no, we didn't eat anything raw. Even back then we weren't that dumb. We just chased them down and beat the hell out of them. It is more interesting when the pinata can kick your teeth out, I assure you."
"So I can expect many, many people." Jacob summarized, looking undaunted at the guest list. "I should get to making a fourth course, then. And don't lie to yourself, you are here to bask in the glory of two dozen teenagers losing their collective minds, livers, and common sense." A flickering smile, and he vanishes momentarily behind the counter, before he reemerges with a plate of little chewy meat bits, not unlike fried chicken, but soft and tender, soaked through with honey and olive. "I did have the foresight to make fingerfood, yes. Test for me?"
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Post by JDGreat on Jul 26, 2012 7:26:36 GMT -8
Rust, at this point, finally wandered in. In one hand, he was lugging a bag containing the games consoles, the remotes, the cables and the games. In the other, he was holding a 24 pack of cider. The Astral Arm was busy holding up a massive TV screen.
"Guess I'm first to arrive, huh?" he grinned at the two of them. "Nice to see both of you again, Jacob, Ace." He nodded at each in turn.
...okay, no way did Jacob design this party. This has Ace's fingerprints all over it. he thought to himself, Still, that's a lot of alcohol. Where the hell did she find that much?!
Depositing his meagre offering near the stacked high boxes, Rust gently placed the other items on the floor out of the way, before rolling the sleeves up on his jacket.
"Anything I can do to help prepare? Just keep me away from the cooking or you'll have people throwing up for a reason other than alcohol."
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Jul 27, 2012 1:44:45 GMT -8
Ace laughed at Jacob, "Huh, the Fire extinguisher? That's..." Her eyes lit up as if in wonder, "Naw Dude, you're amazing! We can spray it on people later! We need 2 of them at least, gotta sneak up behind them." She sounded like a kid thinking up a fun prank.
He described his ventures mutilating and killing various different animals for entertainment in his youth. Ace shrugged, "Whatever floats your boat." She said, raising her eyebrow at the concept. She thought about it for a minute, "Well, I think we got that covered sorta with the bat. Although it'll be people doing it..." She tilted her head, thinking about it for a minute, as though considering putting some sort of device into the pinata to make it more dangerous.
"Yes... Bask..." She said with a hint of suspicion before he brought out the tray of food. She grabbed a small fist full off the tray and took a few from her hand with her teeth, chewing contentedly. The flavor made her eyes go wide, "Mmm..." She said, furrowing her eyebrows, then swallowed the food in her gob. "THAT is gonna be gone fast, you better have made buckets of that shit." She said with a nod, licking her fingers.
Just after trying them, Rust came into the dorm. She looked up hearing the door open and close. She noticed a case of beer with him and smiled. "The more the merrier my friend!" She said with a nod in return to him.
"That you are, Rust. First to arrive. What do ya think eh? Anyway, look. We are sorted, just need your roommate to show up for the sound, and we're good to go. " She let out a sigh, "SO, ready? This is really your party anyway dude. It's like a... 'Rust was depressed and hit a chick's face, so he needs to chill out' party!" She said with a full grin.
"If you want to grab some fire extinguishers though, we were thinking of having a set trap out the mouth of the pinata so that whenever you hit it enough it'll explode in foam at you like a dragon." She nodded."HOLY SHIT," She exclaimed, "Holy shit, we should convince people to set it in on FIRE!" She laughed at what she considered a dangerous and yet brilliant idea.
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Post by Gleam on Jul 27, 2012 5:12:45 GMT -8
"Defile my kitchen and I will flay you." Jacob said with a smile, gentle emphasis on each word. "Leave the cooking to me if you don't mind. It sounds like I have much more terkazo to make, in any case. If you wish to help, I would suggest tracking down more fire extingushers, as Ace seems quite determined to involve incendiary elements in this party."
Jacob started the oven up again, donning his apron, and began to slice some prethawed chicken into the little bits necessary, then poured them into a bowl together for seasoning. "Also: that is a terrible reason for a party." he added, a corner of his mouth quirking.
"Ace, if you really want to involve fire I want to lie down some fireproof padding on the floor first." Jacob responded, as he glanced over at her. "Otherwise there will be char marks in the floor. It will make clean up easier as well."
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Post by SarahSyna on Jul 27, 2012 11:22:46 GMT -8
Gabrielle arrived shortly after Rust did, holding a big box of goodies in both hands. She went up to the door, paused and stepped back. She took a deep breath and shook her head.
It was going to be fine, utterly fine. Nothing would happen. They would like the sweets, they wouldn't do anything awful and maybe Ace would have a clean(ish) t-shirt she could change into and out of these godamn clothes.
Gabrielle made a face as she looked down at her clothes. A thigh length dark red dress over dark jeans and a leather coat, a loose belt over the dress, various bracelets on her arms. Artemis had called the outfit chic. Gabrielle called it revealing.
They had been something of a commitee decision, if that committee had been ruled over by a dictator and that dictator was an excitable Italian clutching far more fashion magazines than hands should hold. The one thing she had gotten to choose was the necklace, which was her large, heavy silver crucifix.
She shook herself again, stamped her feet and muttered a quick Holy Mary then balanced the box on her hips and knocked on the door.
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Post by JDGreat on Jul 27, 2012 13:13:45 GMT -8
"Cal ain't turned up yet? Ah bugger. I never see that girl anywhere these days apart from that first time." Rust shook his head with a shrug, Astral Arm copying him throughout. "And of course I'm ready! Just...don't call it that!" The mechanic playfully nudged Ace. "I even made up with Secernia yesterday, now ain't THAT a result!"
He did sigh a little however.
"Well, she may turn up here, she may not. She seemed kinda iffy about the whole thing and who can blame her really?"
The mechanic did raise an eyebrow at her suggestion though.
"Why not just use the fire extinguishers, attach them to an office chair and fire them both backwards and make a jet powered chair?" he suggested with a grin. "And hell, maybe set it on fire too. Why not?" The Brit laughed, obviously joking.
Not sure Ace is though...
Shaking his head, Rust waved over at Jacob with a grin.
"Nice to see you again, sleepyhead," the Astral Arm wielder greeted, AA waving slightly. "Man, that stuff smells absolutely fantastic. How long have you been preparing this stuff?"
He was about to continue integrating, when the door knocked a few times. Being the closest, the Arm snaked out and opened said door. Rust's face lit up.
"Gabrielle! You came!" he exclaimed, walking up to the girl. "Hey, lemme introduce you! Blondie over there is Ace and the chef is Jacob. You two? This is Gabrielle. She's awesome."
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Post by Calbrina Largo on Jul 27, 2012 13:34:12 GMT -8
Cal grumbled as she pulled her equipment box through the door behind her. She looked exhausted; probably spent the night before building the playlist and tuning her equipment for this party. Her disheveled hair was well hidden under her cap and she looked around. Good. The party hadn't started yet. She looked to the corner that was cleared and popped her lips. I guess that's where I'll set up... she tugged the strap over her shoulder and the large box wheeled after her.
She recognized Rust mingling with people, and she gave a nod to him as she started opening her box and pulling out the shelves with all of her tuning boards and equalizers. She punched the bridge of her nose for a moment in an attempt to fight a budding headache, and she plugged in all of her equipment. now to check...She flicked a couple switches and hit a few buttons and the room started thudding with her music.
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Jul 28, 2012 1:55:30 GMT -8
Ace nodded about getting more fire extinguishers. It had seemed like an awesome idea. "Seriously dude, Fire extinguishers."
"Aww are you fucking kidding me? Dude, if you want fireproof floors you do that shit yourself, do you even see how much work it was to put the fucking room together? I nearly fucking passed out doing all those balloons, and you didn't lift a finger, lazy piece a--"
The door opened again and Ace turned her head to see Gabrielle show up. "Oh hey! You're that chick from the hallway aren't you?" She said, walking over and crossing her arms before her, "So this is the place anyway."
Ace shook her head at Rust, "Nah, Cal isn't here yet... " She raised her eyebrow at the next part. "Really? The Hernia one? .... Wait what was that about a fucking Jet Powered chair? ...." Ace blinked in consideration of this concept. She seemed to approve of it with a sly half grin forming on her lips.
Before she could outright agree to this, Rust began directing his words to Jacob. She decided that he'd better be the one to say that he'd been up since the break of the goddamn dawn cooking.
The grin on Ace's face twitched at being called Blondie. She hated the name but could do nothing about it, being blond after all. "I know, I've seen her before." She said, giving a knowing nod to Gabrielle.
"So," Ace said to the newcomer, "Looking forward to laughing and crying while in a mess on the floor?" She grinned. "Lets get you started. Pre-drinks." She pulled out a bottle of beer from one of the boxes and cracked open the cap, handing it to Gabrielle just as Cal walked through the door.
She didn't greet her as she wasn't greeted, just watched idly as she set up her tunes. She could feel the beat thump through her chest and feet. Ace's grin grew a little wider.
"Good Job, Rust, Way to pick'em!" She said over the testing music.
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Post by Gleam on Jul 28, 2012 5:17:25 GMT -8
Jacob inclined his head to Gabrielle. "Be welcome to our domicile." he said, and would have added something else, but the sudden drum and thud of music drowned him right out. He glanced over at the DJ girl in the corner, eyebrows raised, then gave Gabrielle a helpless shrug.
"Just have fun!" he called over the music, and flashed a thumbs-up. "Eight hours for the roast lamb and twenty minutes for the finger food, Rust. It's my first chance to display a little talent to those unaware." A competitive glint fired up in Jacob's eye. "I am the best cook on this campus. You're all just finding that out now."
He grinned at Ace's complaining, pulling a drink for himself out of the box. "Weaker than what I'm accustomed to." he acknowledged, cracking the cap with his teeth and spitting it into a trash can nearby. "But worthwhile."
Jacob took his first drink of the evening and hummed in satisfaction.
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Post by JDGreat on Jul 28, 2012 9:51:49 GMT -8
Waving slightly to Cal as she nodded his way, Rust gently broke off from Gabrielle for a moment, walking over to his hardly seen ever roommate as she set up.
"Look, I know we don't talk much, but..."
All of a sudden, 50 quid found it's way into Cal's open hand, which was then closed by the Brit.
"Call that a tip for agreeing to do this."
Leaving the DJ be with a wink and a grin, the mechanic continued to wander around, grabbing himself a cider and cracking it open. He grinned at Ace.
"She's the best I know! When you Wub, you have to go ALL out." he laughed, before re-emerging near Gabrielle.
He did whistle at Jacob's declaration.
"He's better than me, I know that for a start." he muttered, shooting Gabrielle a guilty look of unease.
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Post by SarahSyna on Jul 28, 2012 11:08:11 GMT -8
"That's the Ace you kept talking about? I've met her before." Gabrielle said, relaxing a little when she saw Rust and Ace, both people she knew. "I don't know why, I just assumed there were two Aces here."
She lifted up the box for them to see.
"I brought some sweets and things. Nothing much, just chocolate brownies, caramel squares few kinds of muffins and some sorbet, strawberry flavour. Hell, I'm surprised I managed to bring anything, after someone-" she gave Rust a sideways glance at this "-managed to break my damn oven."
She looked around as he and Ace talked together, not sure how to get into the cdonversation herself. There wen't that many people there yet, although maybe there were more coming. If she was going to survive this, then she was going to have to be at least tipsy, preferably pissed.
Her prayers were answered in the form of Ace, possibly the first time that had ever happened for anyone. Gabrielle balanced the box on her hip again and took the beer from Ace gladly.
"Well, as l-long as everyone else d-does it too, right?" she laughed nervously and took a gulp, then she turned to Jacob as Rust introduced him, and gave him a small wave with the beer bottle.
"N-nice to meet you. T-thanks for the welcome. I brought d-desserts, by the way." Gabrielle said, shaking the box slightly.
"D-do you have a fridge? Sorbet holds up better than ice cream, but it's still nicer out of the fridge. Where c-can I put these this down anyway? M-my hands are getting full and I think you'd have a b-better idea of where anything is than Ace."
She looked back to Rust.
"You're not a b-bad cook, you're just not a safe one. At all."
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Aug 1, 2012 13:48:58 GMT -8
Ace took a drink herself and glared at Jacob as he grinned at her complaining. He didn't say anything though, which only caused her to narrow her eyes and grumble something incoherently below the music.
"If you think it's too weak," She told him loudly, as the sounds made her ribs shake, "Then you should try the boxes on the other side. " She said pointing to the wall with the boxes. "I arranged them weak to strong. We're on the weak side." She told the group.
She nodded to Rust, "Is she the wubbiest?" She wondered casually, a small smirk on her lips as she somewhat mocked his phrasing.
Ace laughed at Gabrielle, "There ain't two of me anywhere, Gab." She said with a turn of her head and a wicked smirk. "Seriously though, enjoy the booze and the music and all that shit." She gestured around.
She watched with approval as Gabby took and drank the beer.
"Desserts? Uh... Hey Jacob, where do they go?" She called to him, pointing to the desserts.
"So you must be as bad as me Rust, eh?" Ace laughed.
Soon, more and more people began to arrive. At first it would be bits here and there, but after a while it would be roughly groups of 5-10s at a time heading into the dorm room, which soon became more and more cramped with bodies.
Ace began running around after people telling them to stop popping balloons, that they haven't had enough to drink, and that if they piss in that corner and don't read that sign one more time then she would smash her bottle over his head and she'd put his nose in it like a bold dog...
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Post by Gleam on Aug 1, 2012 14:12:49 GMT -8
Jacob swooped out of his kitchen momentarily, relieving Gabrielle of her load, disconcerted that he hadn't immediately done that in the first place. Ace was wearing off on him. " Thank you for bringing these." Jacob noted with a smile and an inclination of his head. "I will make sure some shall be saved for you."
Jacob made himself busy, carrying trays of the chicken and slices of lamb out to the bar and laying his selection out there, along with the multitude of paper plates everyone would need eventually. "So two kitchen destroyers in one apartment?" he notes, as he completed the layout. "How about the both of you stay on that side of the counter. I mean no offense, but I would not be sad if I had to hurt you for injuring my oven."
And after the trouble he'd gone through to make it decently usuable too. Default settings were so troublesome.
"Try the food, tell me what it is like." Jacob calls. "It will make that swill of Ace's go down a little easier."
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Post by JDGreat on Aug 1, 2012 14:45:57 GMT -8
"I did manage to fix it in record time right after~!" Rust whined, nearly pouting again. "Besides, you said turn it to number 9. You didn't specify which was and how to get it to light..."
That would be a story for another time. The guests began to show up, more and more. Weirdly, Rust kept looking for a shock of red hair, but no dice. He sighed.
Guess she really isn't coming. Oh well, she has her reasons.
Immediately back into the swing of things, he laughed at a joke in the group of guys he was currently with, before excusing himself and finding Ace pretty soon after.
"Hey Boss Lady! Hell of a turnout you managed here!" the mechanic complimented, grabbing some finger food on the way and savouring every bite. "I mean, what did you do to get this many peop-hold it!"
The Arm snaked out, caught a thrown bottle in mid air and placed it in the glass bin near the wall. Screw a party that had broken glass everywhere.
"Anyway, did you seriously just say, Party, Free Food and Alcohol?...what am I saying, course you did." the Brit laughed, giving Ace a playful shove. "Thanks for this Ace!"
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Post by SarahSyna on Aug 1, 2012 14:49:26 GMT -8
Gabrielle had the image of more than one Ace. Then more than five Aces. A roomful of Aces. She wasn't sure why, she certainly didn't know the girl that well, but she shuddered.
"Ace," she said, taking another gulp of beer, "If t-there was more than one of you, I t-think Highlander would have had a whole new sequel."
She thanked Jacob as he took the box and pulled her coat closed around her as more people trickled in. In about half an hour this room was going to be boiling hot, and she wanted to keep that damn coat on for as long as possible.
"I-it's no problem, um... Jacob, w-was it?" she scratched the back of her head. "R-Rust's idea anyway. And yeah, d-don't let him near your kitchen. I've b-been afraid of the oven taking v-vengeance ever since."
She smiled nervously and turned to the food. Now that one hand was free, she swiped a little bit of the nearest dish to her with a plastic fork and sampled it. She gave Jacob a thumbs up, then looked over to Rust.
"Get it to light...?" she said in disbelief, "It's an electric oven!"
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Post by Sidra on Aug 1, 2012 15:15:32 GMT -8
Sidra heard the commotion down the hall and wondered what it was. It had that awful loud wubbing noise that she constantly heard from two doors down, Sidra had a taste for the classics, not like Bach or Beethoven. She was more like the Beatles, Queen, ect.
Happily where there was wubbing and commotion usually involved free booze and cigarettes. That was something that she was up for doing. Despite her child like appearance and small body frame that was clearly ill equipped to handle such things.
Sidra walked through the door, she saw that Rust person that she had met earlier that day and waved to him. She looked at the sign's spelling and smiled. This was absolutely wonderful...she thought as she walked over to the drinks and accidentally took from the strong section and chugged it down. Her head instantly felt dizzy and she wobbled back a few steps, and then laughed a high pitched laugh that sounded strangely like jingle bells. She squinted at the bottle and realized it was something she wasn't quite prepared for.
She walked up to Rust and slapped him in the arm. "Sup, Mr. British, the Queen has summoned you" she laughed, she looked and smiled at the really tall pretty girl and the other really tall kid that was next to her...but then again only being roughly over four feet....everyone was tall. "Yeah, all of them are electric..." she half way shouted to the girl, trying to get her voice over the strange loud sounds that vibrated through her small frame. "Your brilliantly tall you know that" she grinned at her.
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Aug 2, 2012 3:11:38 GMT -8
"I can go wherever the hell I so please, Jacob, You can't keep me out of the kitchen forever!" Ace blinked realizing what she just said, "Fuck it, keep the kitchen." She corrected.
Ace turned as Rust approached her. "Oh yeah, it is pretty awesome nah?" She gave a half grin and took another swig of alcohol. "Hey no prob really, Hopefully now you forget all about that Hernia chick and your misdemeanor and, dude, just enjoy." She hit him on the shoulder in a relaxed manner.
She heard Gabby's comment and turned to her. "Highlander? ... What the fuck is Highlander?" She wondered, raising her eyebrow. Another swig and a lit cigarette later, and Ace noticed the new girl that was the biggest lightweight she had ever seen.
She poke Sidra on the shoulder, "You, my friend, are smashed enough to pop a balloon, congratulations." She said, handing her the blunt end of a pin. "But at the same time... You only had 1 drink. I don't care if it was a shot of 50 proof, it was only one. You should be ashamed of yourself." She patted her on the back and cheered against the music, paused to take a drag, and then continued.
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Post by Gleam on Aug 2, 2012 13:08:14 GMT -8
"Jacob Khorwah." he said, inclining his head to Gabrielle. "And no - I am not eager to let anyone into my kingdom, regardless of their skill with cooking. Rust can damn well stay on the other side of the bar if he mixes up gas and electric ovens."
The drunk girl got a sad look from the Mediterranean boy. "Miss." Jacob said kindly, unable to keep his mouth from curling. "I think you might have overestimated the competency of your liver." Pouring a quick glass of cool water, he handed it over to her. "Drink this down. It will flush the ethanol out a little bit faster. Bathroom's behind me on the right."
He glances back at Ace and raised an eyebrow. "A series about a race of immortals hidden among humanity, who gather power each time they find and slay another immortal." Jacob said, droll. "I found myself rather fond of it. Even if Macleod is a blasted idiot."
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Post by JDGreat on Aug 2, 2012 15:20:57 GMT -8
Relax, huh?
Taking another swig of his strong beer, Rust turned back into the party, grinning at Sidra as the poor girl was obviously drunk as a skunk with one go.
Ah, lightweights. Such amusement. Wait til any of the loads of people here start dropping off. I got a marker pen with their name on it!
Though before his mood got too good...
"I GET THE POINT!" he jokingly fumed. "ME NO COOKY GOOD! I GET IT!"
Mock pouting once again, the mechanic stomped off and tugged at Ace's sleeve.
"Boss Ladyyyyyyyy. They're picking on me again!" he whined, before swigging another bout of beer. The music sounded like it got even louder and Rust grinned once more.
"Alright! Time to make the rounds!"
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Post by SarahSyna on Aug 2, 2012 15:33:55 GMT -8
Gabrielle looked down, far down, at the strange little pixie like individual and raised her eyebrows. Did she know that she was tall....? Seriously? This girl had the constitution of a dead flower.
She drank off the last of her beer, tossed the bottle into a bin then reached down, grabbed Sidra under the arms, and carefully lifted her up to eye height, just so she could look the world's lightest weight in the eyes and see if she was being godamn serious. She made sure to keep her at arm's length though, and after a few moments was forced to conclude that, yes, she was being serious.
"Y-yes." Gabrielle said finally. "I've been made aware."
She put Sidra back down again and patted her head. Then she went over to the right side and grabbed herself another drink, this time a much stronger one. She opened her mouth to answer Ace, before Jacob answered for her.
"Yeah. A-and there can only be one." she added onto his explanation, then to him said "N-nice to meet you. Gabrielle Viaris. T-thanks for the food."
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Post by Sidra on Aug 2, 2012 19:11:53 GMT -8
Sidra watched as most of the people around her tell her she was a light weight. Yes, this was something she knew, she was only four and a half feet or so tall. She grabbed the pen and grinned at it "Pokie" she mumbled and then gave Ace the saddest puppy dog face she could muster before the girl left. It was supposed to be an apology for being drunk on one shot.
She waved to rust as he left to do 'rounds'.
When the tall girl picked her up like a little kid she laughed, the view was awesome from there, but the noise was louder. By the end of it, she just gave a stupid grin after her head was patted at. She liked the tall lady, and then she thought on it. She was probably older than the tall lady. She stared at the pen for a moment and then threaded it through the fabric in her shirt. "And I'm Sid!" she said with an overly proud grin to the both of them.
After the people had mingled away she was still stuck in the same spot inside of the kitchen, weirdly watching the territorial guy that she didn't know. She believed that she was lost, not physically just mentally. She didn't know any one and she was half way frightened that she would get trampled.
She gave him a grin when he handed her the water. "That's also why papa wont let me drink moonshine" she told him and sipped at the water gratefully. "Whadaya making?" he head tilted to the right and then gave him a concerning look "Am i really the shortest person here....?"
She looked up at Gabrielle and pointed to her, squinting at her. "How are you wearing a coat.." she said to her and grabbed the hem and began flapping it to give Gabrielle air. "OH! where are the balloooons. I gotta pokie" she said showing her the needle with great pride. Yes, Sidra was drunk, stupid and annoyingly childish.
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Aug 5, 2012 5:12:32 GMT -8
Ace blinked at Jacob's description of the Highlander series. She shrugged, "Whoever the hell Macleod is..."
She watched as the drunk girl was given the glass of water to the hand which wasn't holding the pin. Before she could laugh at the situation for the poor girl too much, Rust made his little announcement.
She raised her eyebrows, cackling slightly and pat him on the shoulder, "Dude they're picking on you? Why the fuck you turning to me? If you don't stand up for yourself, you deserve it." She said sternly before taking a swig of beer.
As the music got louder, Ace started to drink faster. It didn't take her log to finish her bottle and quickly grab a heavier drink, noticing Gabby doing the same.
The music wasn't exactly her precise tastes, but anything that had a beat and a bit of kick to it seemed to do fine with her.
She distantly heard the small one say something. "Sid did ya say? Dude, You ARE the shortest person here. Anyway, Moonshine would probably kill you, it's understandable. Did you know it can make you blind? Anyway you know that wall covered in colorful round things? Yeah, that's where you can find the balloons." She laughed, taking a drag of her cigarette quickly and then left the area around the kitchen to get lost in the masses for a while.
She could easily be found as the source of the occasional screams and angry shouting, accompanied by obnoxious laughter.
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