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Tobias’ Gala – Ground Floor (Dance Hall)
Unfortunately for Lucien, his request for Syed to remain on watch with him fell upon deaf ears. The mage was already in the process of being dragged onto the dance floor too, abeit in a much less visually obvious manner than Amy. He could do nothing but look back towards Lucien apologetically, his face flushing in second-hand humiliation.

It was a good thing really, that his thoughts were along the same lines. Best to keep an eye on those who had gotten a bit carried away. He knew he sure wasn't going to touch a drop at this point. Not after what happened last time, and with Amy just as drunk all over again...

Shame he'd be keeping an eye on the wrong people.


Aria soon joined with both Simon and Lute in tow, although Lute was sent pretty much immediately stumbling off into the crowds and out of sight. Not that Moira particularly cared - she was now shaking her chest in a rather alarming manner. Thank the gods she was wearing a corset to keep it all in, else she'll be taking eyes out left right and centre. Not that it stopped anyone immediately next to her from backing off.

"Yeah get in there girl!" she called to Aria. She had a thumbs up prepped and ready if Aria turned towards her. Well, she certainly approved of the photo guy, whatever his name was again. Either way, he was a fine appreciator of the ladies and she had no problems with that at all. "What happens at the party stays at the party, innit?!" Complete with a over-the-top, theatrical wink. And an elbow in the shoulder from her partner.

Syed had given in at this point, and had joined in with the dancing himself. He was no natural dancer, but he knew of a couple of moves. Most of them involving clumsily bouncing on the balls of his feet and lots of hand and arm movements. Well, it stuck out like a sore thumb, but it was better than not dancing at all. Heck, it was pretty fun, and he found himself laughing quietly at both himself and the others. Nothing like looking like a nit with your friends in public.

It was at this point, once they had been dancing for a few minutes, when Moira came to a realisation. A horrible, terrible realisation. She looked down to her hand in horror, flexing her fingers. No...

"Ey! Who the fuck had me drink?!"
Awwww damn I'm pretty gutted to hear that. Hope Danni has fun with her masses and masses of books and dnd and rps and all that jazz!

I did come up with a really simple idea that I've already PMed Pach, but I think I'll wait to see what you guys come up with before I say it outright.

And yeah, I think a couple of new faces would be a good thing. Depending on who they are though I guess, haha!

I am so jealous of you being in Hawaii Kathi omg

Tobias' Gala: Table
"So um, am I forgiven?"

Syed looked down at the mug, somewhat suprised that a party like this even served tea. Or that Lucien even thought of asking for it. But hey, Lucien always seemed to know what he felt like or what he wanted. He was a good friend like that. When he actually stopped to think about it, that was. He looked back to his friend, considering him for a good solid moment.

Then without any warning, he reached over with one of his long arms and pulled the panda hat right off Lucien's head, pulling it over his own curls instead. A large dorky grin spread across his features. "Don't be silly," he laughed, patting Lucien on the shoulder. "I'm just wierd with this kind of thing. I'm happy to back you up when you chat with girls, but don't drag me into it okay?"

His smile quickly faded though, as he looked back to his tea. He felt guilty now. Like he had sabotaged Lucien's attempts. Just because... nah, no point thinking about that. "I'm sorry too," he added quietly, cupping his hands around the tea. Then without another word he lifted the cup to his lips, and ding! immediately looked classy as hell. Somehow. The magic of tea.

Syed raised an eyebrow with a slight smile at how Lute spoke Aria's name, along with the strange buzzing which now filled the air around them. He exchanged looks with Lucien. However, Lute was kind of right. Sure, Moira was positively lapping it up, and Aria was going full on flirt-mode, but who knew what they'd think when sober. Okay, yeah, Moira would still love it. But he knew Amy would be mad as hell if she saw a photo of herself like this, that's for sure.

"Let me talk to him," he said quickly, standing up and striding towards Simon. Well, Moira was twerking now. No wonder Lute thought she was having a seizure. "Hey, Simon? Can I have a word-"

"SY!" Moira bellowed as she slammed down her toast drink, causing him to flinch. "Where have you been?! Come on, we're dancin'."

"Moira! Wait-!" Syed spluttered, flushing at the idea. Oh no...

"Ey. Eyyyyyyyy. Ey. Don't ruin her jazz," Moira slurred a little, thumbing towards Aria as she flirted away. And with that she stomped onto the dancefloor, dragging Amy's wrist in one hand and yet another drink in the other. And started rave dancing, shouting at the others to join. The formal dancers on the floor looked disgusted.

Syed pulled the hat he still wore forward over his face - the silly mask wasn't doing enough to cover the vibrant shade of crimson which was staining his cheeks. Oh Vayu let the winds take him away now...

Tobias' Gala - Bar
As much as wine was requested, they got shots instead. But hell, Moira certainly wasn't going to complain. Not when she could simply tilt her head to one side and fully appreciate the view.

And it looked like the alcohol was already hitting her friends - Amy was getting giggly, and Aria was getting sassier. Even Dylan was getting started. About time they all loosened up! And Moira?

Moira was getting louder.

"Eyyyyy shake that arse!" she bellowed, standing up and imitating the barman's shaking. "Has anyone ever told you what a nice arse you got?" She was beginning to feel a little light-headed and dizzy, but hell, she had just downed a pint of some of the strongest stuff you can get your hands on. That shit was going to hit hard and fast. It reminded her a little of the time Lucien got completely hammered on what smelt like cleaning fluid and they had to drag him around Tagress. Except he had no tolerance for alcohol, so he was pretty much a floppy mess.

Amy issued the bartender with a sneaky challenge, and he rose to it quite readily. Three more shots arrived - two of them fairly ordinary looking, apparently called Chocolate Cake and Three Muskateers - while the third seemed to a little block of jelly on a tiny plate.

"This is a jelly shot, they are very trendy at the moment," the bartender explained. Well, it didn't require him to do his little dance since he got the thing straight from behind the bar, but it was a fun little shot made of lots of brightly coloured layers. No wonder the kids were into them.

"Ey, Ree," Moira said with a smirk once she'd necked that one. "You do much dancin'? I ain't had a proper dance in forever." She remained at the bar for now, but continued to shake it - using the bartender's movements as inspiration and building onto it. By building onto it, basically throwing her limbs around like a maniac. Who says you need to be good at dancing to enjoy it?!
I'm gonna throw up a post for Moira only this morning. Got basically an hour posting window before work and I'm a slow writer lol woops. I'll post for Syed tonight, and hopefully that'll let me reset my posting times back to evenings rather than mornings. Woo!

HORROR GAMES NOPE

Tobias’ Gala - Bar
"See how long we can last before one of us crashes. We all start with a strong pint, then go downhill from there. C'mon, it'll be fun..."

"Woo!" Moira wooped, oblivious to the discomfort spreading through her friends. She knew Dylan seemed a little moody again when Aria spoke to him, but she couldn't really connect the dots as to why. She never bothered to turn around and see what exactly he was looking at. "Sounds like a plan to me!"

She then ordered the same as the others, a massive smirk on her face. Okay, yeah, a pint of vodka was rediculous and could possibly give them all alcohol poisoning straight off the bat. But Moira had had years of training for this moment. Decades! And Amy was a cleric, so as long as she wasn't the one who keeled over then they were all good.

"Come on you lot," she complained, slapping the bar. "We're here to have fun, right? I dunno what you're moping about but stop it."

She then brought her mug to her lips and started gulping. Yeah. No amount of makeup or clothing could ever make Moira fit in this place.


Tobias’ Gala: Table
Oh gods help them what was happening what was Lucien doing?! First the slightly unhinged girl comparing Lute to a dog, and now Lucien telling them all they were artists?! What was he lying for?! Why was he dragging him into his lies?! It was taking all Syed had to not spark up on the spot.

And now one of the girls was running her finger along his shoulder! He didn't want this he didn't want this at all. So this must be like what Amy feels before she slaps men away screaming about pigs. He initially didn't answer the girl's question, turning his head slowly towards his Lucien. His expression very much that stern 'I'm gonna detention your ass' look he only tended to wear when Moira really pissed him off. Oh dear. "What... are you doing?!" he hissed to his friend. Geez, did Lucien really not think before he opened his mouth or was he doing this on purpose?! Lute asked if he was okay... he was anything but.

"I'm not a sculptor and I'm not interested," he said clearly, firmly removing the girl's hand from his shoulder before she started groping his jawline or something. Lute might not want to embarrass Lucien, as far as Syed was concerned he had just embarrassed them. "I'm just the moral support, okay? Cool with chatting but nothing else." He gave out a deep sigh. "Although, Lute does have a talent with music, and I'm sure Lucien won't mind showing you his acting skills."

And quite suddenly, Lute was shoving pictures of some dog in their faces. "Uh, nice dog..." he said, caught off guard a little. It... it was just a dog. A little fluffy dog. Well, now he knew Lute's ultimate weakness. Even so... "Lute," he said with all seriousness, placing his hand on the man's wrist. "Congratulations."

Who'd have thought he would be the first to pretty much score, after all?
Kathi's moving to America?! But... Canada is better isn't it? D:

Have fun at the concert Rex! Hope everyone else has fun with what they're doing too! And lmfao I second the vote for the Rose disaster.

*is late for work*

Tobias’ Gala: Bar
Cor! Look at this bartender go! It would almost seem to be a waste to go for the usual beer. Moira threw her head back, downed the remainder of her champagne, then slammed her glass on the bar. The delicate stem did crack slightly, but she didn't notice.

Amy ordered a pint of vodka?! Moira didn't realise she had been craving alcohol that bad! Still, she shrugged and nudged Aria's waist.

"Yeah, you got that look about you. Actually, I'll say you two are probably the only two of us who look like they fit somewhere like this." She sighed, resting her chin on her hand. "If you've got anythin' in mind to try, I'm up for it. I'm up for anything." Especially if it meant the bartender could do more of his thing. Phwoar.


Tobias’ Gala: Table
Find someone who enjoyed talking about technology and machinery? He'd be happy with someone who just laughed at his snarky jokes. Oh well, as Lucien didn't try and force him or Lute into a date, it should be fine.

Wait why were the last names nessessary?! Syed flushed even more, giving them a quick, rushed bow before taking a seat himself. This was so awkward this was so so awkward...

And it was made even more awkward by one of the girls really staring at him. She muttered something to one of her friends, although her voice was generally too low for him to hear. He was sure he caught the word 'exotic' though, which caused him to narrow his eyes. Oh no if they were going to be like that he was out of here. Selan may have embraced that label, but he didn't.

"So..." one of the girls said to break the ice, "where are you guys from?"

"Kinnersby," Syed said quickly, stiffening when he realised his blunder. Um, woops. Moira would murder him if she heard him say that. At least Kinnersby was such a small rural hamlet that nobody knew it even existed. Still, he had committed by now. "It's uh, 20 miles from Ranthel." He could see the dissapointment clearly on one of the girls' faces as she recognised name of the Artar town.

Okay he wanted out of this convosation now. Flushing spectacularly again, he turned in his seat to flag down one of the passing waiters and waitresses for some drinks. "Anyone fancy anything?" he asked awkwardly, ordering himself a lemonade.

Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala
The gala room, much like pretty much everything else they had seen today, was a grand and equisitly decorated place, screaming wealth and sophistication from every angle. Tobias' status as a patron was fairly evident, judging by the various artistic pieces arranged around the edges of the room. As such, much like earlier, both Moira and Syed were feeling pretty out of place. And slightly uncomfortable, thanks to what happened last time they had a fancy formal dance in an extravagant setting.

Still, Syed nodded in response to Dylan's very short briefing. So, it was like that. He kind of doubted it would be just the girls who would need to watch out. Judging from Dylan's words as well as their actions earlier, Tobias and Dylan must have been once closer than friends.

He was just in the process of turning down the offer of champagne when he was suddenly pulled slightly downwards by the shoulders. Lucien?! "You know what this means? Operation babe hunt! What do you say? It might be fun, yeah?"

In contrast to Lucien's smooth acting, Syed just became a little flustered, his hair beginning to stand on end a little as he flushed spectacularly. "Wh-what?! I- I'm not looking! I'm not interested! I'm not into... you know!" He looked desperately towards Dylan and Marcus for help. Oh Vayu either of those two would have been more qualified for this than them! "I mean, I'm cool being a wingman for you, but I'm not... I don't...!"

“But we’ve already got babes here!” Lute exclaimed, excusing himself. Syed, his face still a particularly luminous shade of crimson, looked sideways at his friend. Oh. He had been ditched. Suddenly his own anxiety didn't seem to be such a big deal anymore. He patted Lucien's shoulder sympathetically.

"Come on, let's find you a girl then. Somehow... even though I have no idea where to even start..."


However, when Moira was offered the champagne she grabbed two glasses. One for her, and one for...

Oh for crying out loud the insane music guy was making a beeline for her again. She glanced towards Amy - they had to intercept this fast. "EY! REE!" she yelled as subtly as ever towards the Illusionist. Which really wasn't needed since she wasn't even that far away. "Gotcha a drink! It should be decent I reckon. Maybe?" She brought her own glass to her lips and took a big gulp. "Yeah it's good. Fancy joinin' us? We ain't had a proper chance to hang out yet!"

She wasn't particularly bothered by Dylan's caution. She kind of doubted she would be Tobias' type anyway.
I'm posting after Kei. Actually got it written up already but it'll be no big deal whatsoever to edit it to fit what she's written :)
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