74 Godiva Street, AKA Tamsin and Death's Home Of More Alcohol Than Last Year, Saturday Evening

[fjordicswagger]

Okay, this party had been born out of actual need (for alcohol and getting laid) last year; this year, those factors weren't as urgent for Tamsin, who figured she could always drop in on Jessica or Mike if the night was a spectacular failure.

But hell, it'd been fun last time. Why the hell not?

There were black sheets hanging in front of the windows again, and pillows and sheets scattered all over the floor to make for little makeshift sitting spaces and nooks. There was an empty bottle (in case someone decided to play Spin the Bottle) sitting somewhere in the middle of the room, and in a fit of generosity Tamsin had thoughtfully supplied a bunch of bags of chips in case people wanted to eat stuff.

The glitter clinging to the sheets and the walls and whatnot: not her fault. Who'd ever heard of impromptu localized glitter storms before? At least the winds had died down well before the party actually started, but there was no way in hell she was vacuuming all that stuff up.

There. Party time.

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Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

For showing up, delivering booze, and talking to each other in a neutral setting.

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[imafuturist]

So far Tony's week had been a mixture of terrible and fun. And one instance of T'Challa not laughing at him in a way that implied he was being laughed at.

Jerk.

But Tony was there with a nice bottle of scotch that was probably going to end up chugged. He'd have to live with that on his conscience.

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[fjordicswagger]

"Hey, Stark," Tamsin said, opening the door. "Good you made it."

Good his expensive bottle of scotch made it.

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[imafuturist]

"Mayor," he replied cheerfully. "I do love your parties."

All two of them. But still.

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[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"I hate to do this to you, but I'm going to have to insist that no matter what happens here tonight, you and I can't make out," Jessica said.

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[imafuturist]

"Breaking my heart," Tony replied. "Jess, I thought we shared a special connection."

That did not involve dick at all.

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[newroutines]

Mike brought a bag full of booze. He'd been such a good boy all week, he was allowed, dammit.

(You know. Like he actually cared whether anyone was judging him.)

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[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin grinned wolfishly at him as soon as she spotted it. "I knew there was a reason you were my favorite," she said.

Still a little dry, but she meant it.

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[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

Jessica did some strategic analysis before she decided to come. How likely was it that a teacher she had when she was a student just a couple years ago might be there? Not likely, unless Skywalker was becoming a swinger. Would she get all hung up and jealous if Tamsin hooked up with someone else? She was pretty sure that, no, the feelings in play were a more general kind of liking and, yes, lust. Nothing too awkward. Would she regret any of it in the morning? Maybe, but not enough to NOT scratch the polleny itch.

So Jessica showed up, with a bottle of wine and a veggie tray. Because she also figured there was no way there would be snacks more sophisticated than potato chips. She was wrong, of course. Corn was classier than potato. Obviously.

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[fjordicswagger]

"Look who's bringing in the fancy," Tamsin said. And on any other week, she would have in fact been eyeing the bottle of wine.

Now, though, well, it was taking her a second to remember the wine was further down and Jessica's face was further up than where she was looking.

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[talentforlying]

"All hail our most glorious mayor!" Constantine proclaimed as he arrived, this time well-armed with two cases of Black Sheep. It had been popular enough last time. "I nominate her for 'hottest and smartest authority figure on Fandom.'"

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[fjordicswagger]

"I'm still not letting you have extra booze," Tamsin said, "But points for the Black Sheep." She reached out to grab a case.

Not to take it inside. She needed to liberate a can, stat.

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[wrongkindofsith]

Cara had considered just staying in and stewing in her own misery and sneezes, but drowning them in alcohol instead sounded remarkably appealing by this point of the week.

She's brought along a box of bottles 'acquired' during various shifts at the bar.

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[fjordicswagger]

"Oh, good," Tamsin said, as she pushed open the door. "We got a bartender."

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[suitably_heroic]

Atton was probably better off spending the next few days fixing even more things on the Hawk, but frankly, everything on the Hawk was now so fixed he was afraid that fixing anything else might cause the whole thing to blow up.

So he showed up with a bottle of scotch for the hostess, and half a bottle of juma for himself. There. Good enough.

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[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

After a successful shopping trip with Kitty, Allie had turned up to the party, a bottle of high end vodka that she wouldn't be drinking in hand.

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[fjordicswagger]

Awww. People kept bringing the expensive stuff.

"Welcome to the party," Tamsin said, making grabby hands for the bottle almost immediately. "Vodka? Nice."

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[newroutines]

"Oh my God, you brought vodka? You are bad."

Said the guy who'd brought a bagful of various kinds of booze. And was grinning at her.

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[filleauloup]

"You made it!" exclaimed Éponine, making her way over with a cup of something or other in hand -- mostly Bailey's, by the smell of it. "I heard about yesterday, on the radio. Nost D'you have to stick 'em in the end? Tiny and the DJ. With your sword, I mean."

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[thisguyright.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I heard there was a party, so I brought beer. You can never have enough," Fred said, carrying a couple six packs of something Australian because he really just wore that on his sleeve. "And if anyone's really desperate to make out right now, I'm willing to oblige. You know, to be helpful."

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[fjordicswagger]

Okay, he was kind of hot, but the Australian immediately subtracted like five full points.

Out of what, Tamsin wasn't sure. But they were subtracted. "It was starting to get too classy in there, booze-wise," she said, taking the pack. "Place is filling up, I've heard at least half the people bitching about being horny, so hey, you might be in luck."

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[filleauloup]

Éponine . . . had a lot more alcohol stashed away at home than she tended to drink these days, but hoarding it was a bit of a habit she didn't feel like breaking.

But she might as well do something with it, shouldn't she? And the party had been amusing last year. And giving things to people without asking money for them was supposed to be a decent thing to do.

So she had several bottles of liquor in a bag -- all right, so the Kahlua bottle had been opened and she'd had about a third of it, but were people really going to care?

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[fjordicswagger]

"Éponine," Tamsin greeted, mostly with a nod of her head. "It's been a while. What have you people been getting up to with the mail?"

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[myownface]

You know, normally Sparkle would have seriously paused to consider the sort of party this was, and the sort of week this was, and the likelihood that he'd run into somebody who used to, like, teach him or something. But honestly, most of the people left of the island who had once taught him were people he just wasn't attracted to anyway, and this week had been frustrating in all sorts of fun ways, and...

Look, Sparkle had a bottle of Fireball whiskey and a jug of apple cider if anyone wanted something to mix it with, and he wasn't afraid to use it.

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[fjordicswagger]

"Half classy, half hipster," Tamsin judged, looking at his choice in drinks. "I'll allow it."