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Post by Gleam on Aug 5, 2012 8:32:09 GMT -8
Jacob waved as Ace vanished again into the teeming throng, disinclined to follow her. Instead he turned to the two younger girls that had chosen to stick to the kitchen with him. "Jacob Khorwah." he replied, inclining his head to the newly introduced Gabrielle. "And I know Rust introduced me earlier, but I really do prefer introducing myself."
Gabrielle had a decent idea - he grabbed one of the hard liquor bottles and popped the top. A sip soothed his nerves and the constant, grating urge to throttle every single person that left trash on his floor. "Do not mention it." He answered absently. "It has been a long time since I have had the chance to properly cook for a gathering. And it let me show off a little. Little glories, I suppose."
Jacob cracked a wry smile and then guided Sidra to a large comfy chair that he had stolen for the purposes of stove-watching; he certainly hadn't stayed on his feet for eight consecutive hours of cooking right before a party. "Arnaki Kleftiko." he replied to the child. "Roast lamb, with a sliced side of chicken soaked with honey and olive. There is a stew that accompanies it, traditionally, along with roast potatoes, but they do not make good party fare, apparently."
Jacob's brows beetled downwards and he carefully straight faced. "And, yes, I presume you are the shortest personage here. You may wish to purchase platform shoes. I understand they are helpful in this matter."
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Post by JDGreat on Aug 5, 2012 8:50:57 GMT -8
The big TV blared with the sounds of combat.
"ONE! ONE MORE! ONE MORE FOR THE GO AROUND! ONE MORE FOR TH- GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE, BITCH!" came the jubilant British accent over the roar of the crowd and the music. The small group had half groaning and half cheering as money was exchanged.
The massive TV showed a blue haired prince with a sword posing triumphantly in the foreground whilst a man in a stealth suit, a blue hedgehog and a red hat wearing plumber clapped politely in the background, as an announcer cried out "This game's winner is....MARTH!"
"KING! OF! SMASH!" Rust bellowed triumphantly, fist thrusting into the air and coming back down with a fistful of dollars. Stashing his winnings in his pocket and taking another long drink of alcohol, the Brit stood up, tying his bandanna around his neck again when it had previously been around his head, showing he was no longer in "Smash Mode". "You guys dick about a bit, I'll come back when I can get a challenge out of you!"
A few OHHH's followed that remark as Rust walked off, AA holding his beer for him. Eventually, he found Gabrielle again.
"Gab, you missed it! I totally destroyed EVERYONE here! It was GLORIOUS!" he boasted. He took another swig. "Actually been meaning to ask you about something..."
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Post by SarahSyna on Aug 5, 2012 9:30:18 GMT -8
Gabrielle had been distracted by the music and the sheer amount of people (how the hell did they even manage to fit in here? It wasn't that big of a room.) when Sidra grabbed hold of her. Had she actually been paying attention to the midget, she probably could have handled it better. As it was, she tore Sidra's hands away from her jacket roughly and shoved her away as if she had the bubonic plague.
"Don 't fucking touch me!" she snapped, then flinched. She looked around. Thankfully, she hadn't been shouting half as loud as she thought, and only a few people close by actually noticed. She turned back to Sidra, hands up and face apologetic.
"I'm so s-sorry! I-I d-didn't mean...." she said, "I-I-I d-don't like b-being touched. L-look, Ace is s-showing you where the balloons are. Go, go!"
She moved away from Sidra quickly, leaving her to Jacob's care. He probably wouldn't let her play with knives, even if she was actually old en ough to play. Come to think of it, if she was a child, maybe Gabrielle should have taken
Gabrielle found herself by the steadily growing pile of coats that was forming in one, relatively quiet corner. She settled in next to the pile
Oh what the fuck was this. What had she expected, everyone to maintain a regulation five inches or something? Oh, watch out, You might brush off her elbow and then she'll have no choice to start punching. This might have been a bad-
Her self-indulgent pity party was interrupted by a triumphant Rust. Gabrielle pushed the hair out of her eye and looked down at him.
"G-good job, man. W-what game is that anyway?" she asked, doing her best to keep the stammer under control. "W-what? Yeah, a-ask away."
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Post by Sidra on Aug 5, 2012 13:48:49 GMT -8
Sidra was slightly surprised about the minor freak out from Gabrielle, it had thrown her off and the cool water made her feel slightly better. She looked up at the tall girl to say that she was sorry but the was easily whisked away by the tall golden guy who was over protective of his kitchen.
Sidra searched through the masses and saw the wall of balloons. As she was pushed through the crowed she randomly threw the needle, rolled the dice of her powers and then the a balloon let out a loud pop. She gave Jacob a proud grin as they came up to the chair.
He had sat her in a chair that made her look even more like a child and then offered food like one too. She gave a grin and accepted the offering. "Shokran" she said as she took a bite. It was amazing, it punched her taste buds and made her belly smile. "Yeah, stew is never good for big parties like this, did you try doing chopped romaine tomato with crumbled goat cheese, Basel, rosemary and olives? Only you put it on Brochette and then the mix and then the cheese and put it in the oven. Its good and easy finger food" she rambled at ninety miles an hour.
Sidra looked down at her feet and tilted her head to the right. "Well i can't wish for things my self, i can only grant other people's wishes. " She starched her nose and blinked at him before she started to stare at Jacob"Your really old...like your face is young but your eyes....you've lived lifetimes..." And then she was back in her childish giggling fit. "Im sorry! i sound like a crazy person!"
Her eyes shifted for a moment at Gabrielle and Rust, she was quiet for a moment and gave a sniff. "Awwwww," she gave an impish smile at Jacob "Tall lady likeeess Ruuuussst" she said in a snickering whisper to him, her giggle fit resumed.
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Post by 'Rags' Silvio Matthews on Aug 6, 2012 8:13:24 GMT -8
Silvio Matthews had seen the posters. He had heard the distant music from a block of dorms away. It wasn't that hard to find her after all. She must be there. She had to be. After all the fucking searching he'd gone through, and all the effort it had taken to lie and cheat his way into this god forsaken campus. He took a final drag of the joint and then put it out against Door 5, eyes low.
The sound of thumping music from within didn't seem to help her case any. What the fuck was Ace doing anyway, having a good time after he had gone through such shit this whole time. Was it not her fault that all that shit had happened to her back then? Did she not ask for it? And after his father had spent all the time to go out to fucking mexico to sort her out and get her head straight, 3 years without his family, and she was partying?
"You gotta be fucking kidding me..." He mumbled to himself. He could barely hear the words above the music and he was in the hallway. He chuckled to himself at that, laughing louder every moment, fists clenching.
He burst through the door, slamming the door into the opposing wall, stumbling in torn and shredded Armani suit and half unbuttoned shirt, ripped up and with stains down the front.
"I KNOW ACE IS HERE! AAACCEE!!" He called, laughing slightly to himself and rubbing at his eyes with the 'Thug' hand, with the card suits on each finger.
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Post by Gleam on Aug 6, 2012 9:44:51 GMT -8
"I would have but there are only so many hours in a day, and they used all of the tomatoes for some sort of salad bar this morning. There are none on the island until the next shipment." Jacob replied, bemused. This little girl provoked all sorts of mothering instincts in him. "Thankfully, the Western palate ensured that plenty of meat was present to prepare. I put that to use in place of a proper vegetable section."
Her next words caused Jacob's smile to falter, though, and he looked down at the girl for a moment, considering. "Yes." he said finally. "Though I would prefer you not tell anyone else. It is not a trait I would particularly enjoy sharing with anyone else, and they would not feel enriched by the exchange either."
The sudden visitor drew Jacob's attention, and he tilted his head, watching the intruder with something akin to bemusement.
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Post by JDGreat on Aug 6, 2012 15:32:37 GMT -8
"Basically, remember the girl I hit? Secernia? Basically, me and her made up and, well...she has a major problem. Involving..."
The conversation was interrupted by Rags' impromptu introduction. The drunken voice wafted through the air and Rust's face, despite the alcohol, hardened slightly.
"I'll tell you later, Gabrielle, something's come up."
Diving into the crowd, Rust manoeuvred left and right until he found the party's host.
"Ace? Not joking. Rags is here now. I think a swift exit may be needed quite soon or this thing is gonna blow up badly. And I mean, baaaaaaaaaa-"
The mechanic was interrupted by a shout going out over the crowd.
"NEVER HAVE I EVER!!!!!!"
Oh Dear God, No.
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Post by SarahSyna on Aug 7, 2012 9:11:11 GMT -8
Gabrielle pushed herself off the wall and gave Rust a pat on the back.
“You made up with her? Good going.” she said. She was about to ask what kind of problem before there was a howl like a drunken baboon with a splinter in its eye and Rust suddenly vanished into the throng of people. She leant back against the wall, deciding to stay by it for a while longer. Psych herself up, all that self-help bullshit. Maybe try to see if she could spot the offending baboon howler through the people.
When the cheers of ‘Never have I ever' went up, she was just plain confused. Who was celebrating stuff they’d never done, and, more to the point, why?
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Post by Sidra on Aug 7, 2012 19:53:54 GMT -8
She smiled kindly to Jacob and gave a nod. "Your secret is same with me!" she said as she placed a pointer finger over her smile and winked at him. when Jacob turned his head her gaze followed him and she watched a boy who was clearly angry about something and he also ruined a very nice suite.
Sidra was confused as to what was going on. People were shouting, celebrating or were they mad about something. 'never have i ever....ace...what?' Sidra looked around almost concerned, but she was drunk and she also felt strangely invincible.
Rust didnt seem to like the intruder, even going as far as to stop his conversation with the tall lady to warn the girl who gave her the poky thing about him. She bit her lip and took hold of her mental rand-o-meter in her powers. She just knew that shit was about to hit the fan.
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Aug 10, 2012 14:01:31 GMT -8
Ace had been enjoying the thumping music and loud noises that said party was overly abundant in. It wasn't too long in the mob though, perhaps another two drinks in, that she heard the distant far cries of a strangely familiar voice. She pushed it from her mind though, the music too loud and the people too crazed for it to catch her attention in any particular way.
However she knew that something was wrong whenever Rust came to her through the crowd. She turned to him whenever he went for her and saw the look on his face. "Hey dude, why so serious?" She wondered with a obnoxious laugh before he told her.
"What? Did I hear you say Rags?" Her face dropped from it's cheerful expression almost immediately, replaced by a certain darkness. "... Fucking gate crashers...." Her voice saying this was probably too soft for anyone to hear over the music however.
She immediately turned from rust for only a moment, considering strongly just continuing to hide. Rags' voice was only getting louder though and he was coming closer, trying to go through the crowds to find her. She turned back to Rust, her eyes frantic.
'Never have I ever' interrupted her thoughts. "NEVER HAVE I EVER MADE OUT WITH SOMEONE STONED OFF MY FACE!"
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Post by Gleam on Aug 10, 2012 14:18:15 GMT -8
Jacob took one look at the panic etched into Ace's face, an expression he'd never seen on her face before, and left the kitchen for the first time in the party - touching Sidra on the shoulder as he moved, whispering "Stay clear, miss."
Rarely did he make much use of his size, but now Jacob unfolded to the full six feet and four inches of his height, sheer size parting the partygoers for him until he paused beside the ragged newcomer.
"Are you hurt?" he asked, glancing the boy over carefully. "I have a first aid kit in the kitchen if you are."
Naming himself as Ace's roommate would come off confrontational, and he didn't want it to devolve to violence immediately. Besides, the way he was staggering, it seemed entirely possible.
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Post by JDGreat on Aug 10, 2012 15:56:14 GMT -8
Rust winced as Ace yelled almost straight in his ear, followed by pretty much everyone around them cheering.
Well, that’s not going to attract any attention at all. Great....
He waved his hands at her face to try get her attention.
“Look, Ace,” he said, as loudly as he dared to in case Rags heard him, “I’m going to try stalling, you go hide or something, alright?”
He moved before she could answer, heading towards Rags, completely unsure of what exactly he was going to do. He could see Jacob moving as well, a lot more purposefully.
Stall him. Stall him... How do I do that?
Rust’s foot hit against a bottle, thankfully empty, that someone had abandoned on the floor and he got an idea. He changed direction, trying to push through the crowd without actually pushing and grabbed two of the bottles on the ‘hard’ end of the row. He opened both, put the bottle opener in his pocket and then he made his way to Rags as quick as he could without spilling them.
With one bottle held out in front of him like a shield, he yelled “Hey, hey Rags!” when he was close enough and held it up. He waved it at Rags, gestured for him to take it and shouted "NEVER HAVE I EVER... CRASHED A PARTY!”
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Post by SarahSyna on Aug 10, 2012 18:32:45 GMT -8
Gabrielle pressed her hands over her ears as the drinking game started in earnest, though still not managing to drown out the person screaming for Ace, given that she was standing not too far away. As she started to move to try finding herself a quieter spot, maybe lurk in the bathroom or something, she spotted the cooking guy, Jacob, apparently heading over to the source of the yelling.
He was pretty easy to spot, since he was pretty damn close to her own height. Hell, he was taller. He looked kind of pissed too. Gabrielle frowned. The hell was going on there? Worth having a look, see if she could help. She started moving in his direction.
Once she actually saw Rags, however, with Rust and Jacob around him, she hung back behind Jacob, tapping his shoulder to let him know she was there then moving away, so Rags wouldn’t feel threatened.
She’d seen this situation in bars. Some guy a little or a lot out of it, not violent enough to call the cops but near enough that you’d be almost hugging the bar as he passed, not meeting his eye because if you do, you might lose it. One of the other guys would get involved, saying hey, hey, calm down, man, all friends here, and a buddy would come over to help. Guy starts feeling cornered, freaks out and starts throwing punches. Adding more people to the situation would only end in tears.
Besides, and she grinned at this, it wasn’t like she had to be close to the guy to beat him into the ground if needed.
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Post by Sidra on Aug 11, 2012 18:03:08 GMT -8
Sidra wanted to see what was going on as Jacob turned and went towards the yelling man...or maybe it was that ace girl. Sidra didn't know how to continue to help, like she could actually help. Only if someone said 'i wish....' she could do something.
She stood up on the arm chair that Jacob had set her in and then looked around. The man was obviously mad about something. He was mad about the Ace girl. He could actually harm her if he wanted to. Her vision kept switching back and fourth between the people trying to put them selves between the two. She sat down on the back of the chair to watch the spectacle unfold.
The Never Have I Ever thing just made her frown, she didn't like that game...Sid had never done anything and nothing very exciting came from her. "NEVER HAVE I EVER STARTED A RIOT" and then deafening cheers from the crowd.
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Post by 'Ace' Julia Dale on Aug 22, 2012 13:58:55 GMT -8
Ace distantly heard word of her probably being better off hiding. She agreed with this notion. It worked for her. She nodded her head and pulled some stray hair back of her face, taking a swig of her drink, and then a gulp. She went to the only place where she knew she'd be safe.
She had enough signs up to find it. Well, that and she lived there. She moved through the crowds and after a few moments of time found herself in the bathroom. She found two random students making out in her tub and she snarled at them.
"Gedout the tub you fucking fuckheaded... shitty... slutty people." She said shaking her head and glaring at the couple with a tilted head. "This is a bathroom, it shouldn't smell this strongly of fish." She complained. The couple awkwardly go out of the tub, telling her to chill and calm down. Ace snarled at them until they were out of sight. She wasn't sure how much time was left until Rags found her there.
She sat in the bathtub herself and pulled the shower curtain across so that she had a protective barrier. She tried to listen for Rags' voice but all she could hear is the pounding music that nearly made the bathtub shake. She pulled her knees closer to her and patted her pockets for her cigarettes, placing the bottle resting against her side. The world spun slightly...
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Post by 'Rags' Silvio Matthews on Aug 22, 2012 14:25:10 GMT -8
Rags searched the party's many faces from the entrance to see if he could spot that old familiar face, but he worried that even if he did spot her what if he didn't recognize her? It had been many years since they'd seen one another. "Oh fuck Ace, don't tell me you turned into a fucking cow..." He muttered to himself before he heard some voice directed towards him.
He turned to see Jacob asking him about something. Him being hurt? Rags shook his head, "Nah dipshit. I ain't hurt." He shook his head. His lazy eyes turned to him and he leaned forward slightly, head wobbling a little in his highness.
"I'm looking for Ace. Maybe you've seen her? Blondie, fucked up, daughter of a whore? She's very distinctive, know her if you saw her." He slurred to the tall guy. "How the hell'd you get so tall, man?"
He shook it off, eyes continuously searching the crowd whenever Rust came over and offered him a beer. He looked at the boy with the hot mom uncertainly for a moment. He so looked like he was hiding something, Rags just knew it. "Dude..." He took the beer and opened it with his teeth, drinking from it heavily before continuing, going to press his first finger into the king of smash's chest. "I know you're hiding something... You know where Ace is, don't you..." He squinted, moving closer to Rust, glaring at him.
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Post by Gleam on Aug 22, 2012 14:38:37 GMT -8
Jacob smiled.
"I am her roommate, so it is probable I have viewed her at some point." he replied lightly. "And I have good genes." If anything, that would instantly shift the punk's attention off Rust and onto him. He wasn't sure what Rust's power was, but Jacob, at the very least, was guaranteed to survive anything Rags could do.
He had spotted Ace heading past him for the bathroom - that made it easier, at least. Gabrielle hung behind him somewhere. Sidra was in the kitchen. Everyone important, located and labeled.
"An old friend of hers, I am guessing?" he noted. "Because that is some rather barbed humor. She seems rather private most of the time - was that different when you were acquainted with her?"
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Post by JDGreat on Aug 22, 2012 15:01:51 GMT -8
"Buddy, I know a lot of things. One of them being where that finger's going to end up if you keep poking me in the chest. I'm feeling generous though, would you want it down the front or up the back?" Rust shot right back, frowning slightly. With alcohol in his system, the mechanic tended to get a bit lairy and it showed. He matched Rags glare for glare before Jacob took the focus off of him for a moment.
I could so take him down. Fucker comes in here trying to crash MY party and if he insults Ace one more time, he's out the window...
...without me opening it fucking first.
And there was the swearing. Rust was in Stage 2 Drunkeness.
CLICK!
Another can was opened and Rust sipped from it, eyes not moving from Rags, and silently hoping Ace had gotten out the way.
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Post by Sidra on Aug 24, 2012 13:49:03 GMT -8
Sidra watched things from the top of the comfy chair. The man that the Jacob person and Rust were attempting to intercept was very drunk. But they seemed rather up there too. Sidra was coming down from her wabblie state of mind. Rags seemed to be angry at the crasher. Why would he be angry? for crashing a party...Sidra was confused, but also lucid enough to figure out what was happening.
She let out a sigh and then lobbed down off of the chair. Coming up behind rust taking a hold of the back of his shirt. She didn't know how effective she could be about this, or well any thing. She rubbed her eye as she popped up in between the three guys.
"Ace? Isn't that her over there..?" she asked in an overly happy slurred voice pointing to a random girl with blond hair. She knew that she still had to act like she didn't know what was going on. "The really pretty lady with the big boobs."
She scratched her nose, she was sure she actually saw Ace go in to the bathroom. She also watched as the new guy guzzled down his beer like water. If someone put something in his next beer like melatonin, or sleep Z....something. The kid would be out faster than a candle. "Hey, Mr. Tall you got any ting for sleeping? i've been having trouble, and i wanna take some home with me for tomorrow" as she said that she rolled her eyes over to the other boy.
Damn i wish i had telepathy...also i wish i could make wishes for my self..
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