Tamsin's House of Sharp Things And Presently Not Enough Alcohol, Thursday Evening

[fjordicswagger]

For a couple of minutes, Tamsin had contemplated the idea of just opening up Town Hall for the party, but... what would be the point in that? People were fired up on hormones, people wanted to get laid, you needed a space small enough to get 'em close together. So to speak.

Also, this way she got free booze out of the deal, so-- win win.

She'd hung the black sheets back in front of the large store windows (partly to keep the light out, partly so it was slightly less obvious the house was technically a shop she was technically maybe squatting in). She'd tossed a ton of pillows and an old mattress on the floor, since she didn't actually have a sofa, per sé. The rooms upstairs were... well, okay, they were rooms.

And there was a table for incoming booze. With solo cups. Of course.

Perfect. Time for a party. If anyone had seen the posters...

[[ ocd incoming... up! adults only party is a go! eta: i should probably note browse responsibly, since there might be hints of nsfw in the comments at some point, i have no idea how this post will roll ]]

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[filleauloup]

Ordinarily, Éponine wouldn't share her stash of booze with anyone, but this week was messing with her already shaky at best sense of judgment. (Case in point: she was here, despite knowing what this week did to people.)

But it was one of those weeks, and so here she was with four bottles in her arms -- a couple of different kinds of whiskey, gin, and peach schnapps. Full ones, even, not any of the dozen open ones she had at home. She actually did have several layers on under the coat that was buttoned up tight, though; pollen or not, she'd spent enough winters barefoot and barely clothed that she never wanted to do it again.

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[fjordicswagger]

"Hi," Tamsin said. She was... kinda sure this one was also hot? But also covered in clothes, so it was a lot harder to tell. "You can dump your coat over there in that corner that doesn't have anywhere to sit on it."

By which she meant 'a mattress or a pillow'.

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[filleauloup]

Well, yes, it was getting pretty warm inside the coat, but -- look, that was the only definition of the word that Éponine would be prepared to apply to herself. Anything else, she'd chalk up to the alcohol and the pollen.

"I will, but let me put these down somewhere first. It would be a shame to break them." She drummed her fingers against the side of the bottle of schnapps, took a look around the room, and laughed. "Good lord, so many pillows! D'you expect we'll all make good use of them?"

Rhetorical question.

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[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin gave that a shrug. "Hey, you plant that pretty ass down on there and I'm going to chalk it up as 'good use'," she said.

Yeah, she couldn't see it yet, so she was going out on a limb.

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[filleauloup]

"Oh, I'll be sure to do that," Éponine said, smirking faintly. If people were going to compliment her, she wasn't going to say no, even if she did think they were delusional. And hey, she was actually wearing jeans today, so once she got rid of the coat it might be easier to judge. "You're the mayor, then? I saw the people putting up the signs earlier. I thought they worked for you."

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[fjordicswagger]

"They do," Tamsin confirmed. What? It wasn't like they weren't shamefully overstaffed for the amount of work you actually had to do on Fandom. At least this way the flunkies got out every now and again. "And I am, as of this year, for some reason. Aren't you the mail chick?"

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[filleauloup]

"That's me, all right," Éponine said, nodding. Then, with a burst of surprised laughter, "D'you mean to say you know who I am?"

She was probably never going to get used to the idea of not being insignificant or overlooked.


"Well, you're the mayor, suppose it's your job to know these things. You're not like any mayors I've seen before. I'm accustomed to grumpy old men, and you're much prettier than they are."

She hadn't meant to say that, but sometimes she just blurted these things out, so whether it was these stupid ramped-up hormones that made her say it was anyone's guess.

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[fjordicswagger]

That wasn't something Tamsin was going to make a big deal out of, though. Unless by 'big deal' you meant 'smirking'. She'd be back to being a grump like 80% of the time and 'looking for someone to bang' 20% of the time, instead of the other way around, in a couple of days. But right now? Nope.

"I think you're also the hottest mail girl we have," she said, "So yeah, I've seen you around. Good to have you here."

She didn't emphasize 'have'. Much.

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[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

"Oh, goodness, you did come prepared," Irene said, eyeing those four bottles. "D'you need help, luv?"

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[filleauloup]

"Well, you see, I had plenty. And I saw the people from town hall putting up posters this morning, and I said to myself, well! There are other people on this island who might appreciate it as much as me," Éponine said with a smile that was a little more deliberate than usual. "And I don't need help, but I certainly wouldn't turn it down."

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[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

Irene reached out to take a couple of the bottles, just because she'd offered and all. "Well, I'm sure everyone here'll appreciate your generosity," she assured her. "If nothing else, you've brought schnapps, and I haven't had schnapps in years, so you've got my gratitude."

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[filleauloup]

"I haven't tried it yet," Éponine admitted, relinquishing the schnapps and one bottle of whiskey to Irene. "But I'm glad it's to your satisfaction. I only grabbed whatever bottles were at hand before I left. I didn't much pay attention to what they were. I didn't think people would be too particular about it tonight, anyhow."

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[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

"Oh, it's lovely," Irene assured her. "A little on the sweet side, if that's your thing, but fantastic when mixed. Oh, and I'm Irene, by the by -- I think I've seen you around?"

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[filleauloup]

"You may have. I'm running about with the mail most days," Éponine said, "and you run Dite's, don't you? I know I've seen you in the shop. It's . . . an interesting place. I've been in once or twice."

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[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

"You should make a third trip," Irene suggested teasingly. "We've got loads of things on sale this week. And not all of it is terrifying, I promise."

She was about Kitty's age, plus there was the whole...anachronistic factor. Irene was hedging her bets a little.

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[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

Allie recognized the look of someone used to the cold. She'd been there herself.

"Staying warm enough?"

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[filleauloup]

"Well enough, but I've a feeling that won't be too much of a problem tonight," Éponine said, already looking around the room appreciatively. "God knows there are worse ways to have to keep warm, I tell you what."

At least she'd be keeping warm this way because she wanted to, not because it was so cold she didn't have a choice.

"I hadn't expected to see you here, to tell the truth."

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[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"I may be dead, but I still have eyes," Allie replied with a wry grin. "And it beats climbing the walls at my place. Vampire or not, I still feel it, just like you do."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[filleauloup]

"Come to do some window shopping, then?" Éponine laughed. "I tried to go for a walk, but it didn't do any good, and it isn't as if I don't have time to . . . think about things when I'm running around all day as it is."

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[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

Given the way Allie's head was turning, she was definitely checking out the merchandise. "At least there's a possibility for you to be distracted during the day. Do you know how quiet the nights are around here now that it's so cold?"

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[filleauloup]

Éponine wrinkled her nose. "I've some idea. It's got to be awfully lonely. Well, I don't blame you at all for being here in that case."

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[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

"Oh, man, I didn't bring schnapps," Pam said, by way of greeting. "Wanna mix that with absinthe and see how weird it tastes?"

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[filleauloup]

That was a terrible idea. So naturally, Éponine thought about it for a moment and shrugged. "I don't see why not."

Hey, she'd never had absinthe before either!

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[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

Pam dutifully produced a bottle of absinthe. "Oh, man, we should get some Bailey's in here," she said. "'Cause whatever the hell this tastes like, a bit of that coffee-chocolatey-whatever would add a nice kick."

Pam never met a bad idea she couldn't make worse.

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[filleauloup]

"Or that other coffee-flavored stuff, what's it called?" suggested Éponine, fumbling a bit with the cap of the schnapps bottle.

This could only spiral downward from here.