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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Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

Come in! Bring your booze! Your hostess will be there to relieve you of it.

Drink! In the Light!

[fjordicswagger]

Grab a pillow or a mattress up front, sit down, pour some booze into your solo cup and converse.

Eat! Hypothetically!

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin has brought no food, but there's room enough on that table if someone is kind enough to bring some of their own.

Make Out! Or Lurk In the Dark!

[fjordicswagger]

Some of the pillows and the mattresses had been dropped in the back, as well, where it's not quite as well lit.

You could do the brooding in the dark thing there.

Or you could make out.

Upstairs

[fjordicswagger]

There are quiet rooms up here. But that might be a little too obvious. Plus, Tamsin has no bed frames, and Bring Your Own Mattress is maybe not so sexy.

Still, they're there.

Talk to the Hostess! If You Really Want To

[fjordicswagger]

She'll be hanging out and talking to people anyway, but occasionally Tamsin can be found on her own stack of pillows in the middle of the room, sipping from a cup.

OOC

[fjordicswagger]

Dear god it's been years since I posted any kind of party.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

Normally, Irene did not go to parties that were advertised on flyers.

But, normally, Irene was not in the position she had found herself this week and -- look, beggars could not exactly be choosers, and while she was not going to just willingly think of herself as a beggar here...going to a party with other adults was probably a brilliant idea. (Or at least probably a better idea than just hitting on anything that crossed her path.)

She wandered in bearing two bottles of wine (one red, one white, naturally), along with a bag of goodies from Dite's -- condoms, little bottles of lube, edible body paint....

When one was the sex shop lady, one occasionally had to act like the sex shop lady, and she figured it'd be appreciated. She'd even dressed relatively casually for the occasion, in a sweater (http://www.bergdorfgoodman.com/Donna-Karan-Cashmere-Sequined-V-Neck-Top/prod105200017_cat259401__/p.prod?icid=&searchType=EndecaDrivenCat&rte=%252Fcategory.service%253FitemId%253Dcat259401%2526pageSize%253D30%2526No%253D0%2526Ns%253DPCS_SORT%2526refinements%253D73700048%252C73700049%252C4294925570%252C4294925630%252C&eItemId=prod103850166&cmCat=product) and leggings, and had left her hair down. (Of course, the sweater was Donna Karan, because just because she was using a beggar metaphor in her narrative, she certainly wasn't going to dress like one.

Re: Drink! In the Light!

[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

Irene poured herself a bunch of the wine she'd brought into a cup (she wasn't bad-mannered enough to dip into someone else's offerings right off the bat -- that behavior was obviously reserved for second drinks) and curled up on a pillow.

(Normally she would care a lot more about that pillow situation, but -- eh. It actually really oddly worked for how...things were, at the moment.)

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

"Oooh. Booze and treats."

At least someone was definitely appreciating her being the sex shop lady, yes.

Also appreciating the sex shop lady in general, going by the path her eyes were taking. Tamsin was not exactly subtle.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

"D'you mean these, or me?" Irene asked, flashing a smile at her and lightly lifting the bag.

Oh, look. Look at all the subtlety here.

"Figured I rather couldn't go wrong if I brought things from the shop, anyway. Not this week."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had run out of ways to distract himself, so he'd been grateful to see the fliers for the party. It would be nice to spend an evening around people who were old enough for him to look at. (And possibly even touch, if the circumstances seemed right -- his agreement with Emma included exceptions for island weirdness and the extremely hot.)

"This was the best idea," he announced as he came in. He was wearing a tank top under his coat and carrying a bottle of vodka, some tonic, and a lime. "I think we all needed a party."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

Hatter had an entire wine cellar at his disposal so he'd grabbed a few bottles and brought them along. He'd also brought a few smaller bottles that were labeled with different emotions.

Might as well bring those along too, right? They were in a smaller bag that he had over his shoulder.

Re: Drink! In the Light!

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

Hatter poured some wine and mixed it with something labeled 'RELAXATION' before taking a seat. He sipped it slowly, not wanting to get so relaxed he fell asleep but maybe it'd help him deal with everything going on this week.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[wandering-stone.livejournal.com]

Jones had only brought one bottle of booze to the party. Not because she planned on drinking but since the flyer had instructed to bring one for the host.

She also might have mistaken this as a means to discover why the students were amorous than usual.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

"Can't it be both?" Tamsin said, looking about as chipper as she ever got. Because this one was hot. Very hot.

"You can drop those off wherever," she added, nodding at the bag. "When we're done talking."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

Hey, have your flunkies hand out fliers for a party, and suddenly all the hot people start showing up to your house. Good to know.

"Yeah, I figured nobody was going to complain about it," Tamsin said casually. "Hi. Your pretty ass can take that booze inside in a second, I'm getting it all set up on the table."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

"Holy crap, that's a lot of booze," Tamsin said. Approvingly. Because of the booze, and also because more hot people. Fantastic. "What's that?"

She nodded at the bag.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

"Just the one bottle?" Tamsin sighed. "Eugh. You're lucky you're cute."

And she was shallow. That too.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[wandering-stone.livejournal.com]

Maybe it was all the pollen going on with the island but Tamsin's comment actually caused Jones to have a physical reaction.

She actually raised one eyebrow.

"I do not drink," Jones informed her as she offered the bottle to Tamsin. "So you may feel free to use this for your 'stash' as noted on your flyer. It's a bottle of whiskey one of my former students gave me that I have no use for."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"Special stash from home," Hatter told her, patting the bag. "It's not quite alcohol but it'll make you feel things. I promise you that."

Well, human emotions so of course there'd be some feeling.

"Different varieties too. Wouldn't want people to get too bored."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[bitten_notshy]

Jack looked at her for just a moment longer than was polite -- first because she was hot, second because she looked like Dinah and he'd never paid enough attention to notice that before. Then a smile broke over his face.

"I like that idea," Jack said. He dropped off the drinks, then put his coat someplace where it didn't seem like it would be in anyone's way. "So, what was that about my ass?"

Re: Drink! In the Light!

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had found Irene's body paint and, inspired to whimsy, was using it to draw an improvised Celtic design on his upper arms. He figured that if he was going to be wearing his undershirt in public, he may as well give people something to look at.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you brought party favors, too," Irene noted, wandering over to peek at them. "Hatter, darling, you've outdone even me."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

"We have to stop meeting this way," Irene said with a small smile. "By which I mean -- at some point, I'm going to have to run into you when the island's not being cute, won't I? I mean, the odds are astronomical that this trend will continue this way."