Enormous warehouse rented out? Check. Decorated all over the place? Check. Massive stereo system and a huge assortment of music? Check. Fliers sent out all over the city days before? Check
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When Terra realized that she was going to be attending this party, she decided hell, she'd look the part. She did like the way she was dressed when she was under that LOL, after all.
So Blackfire might have been surprised to see her back in a denim jacket and ripped blue jeans. But whatever, it was cool. It's a party. (And besides, if it didn't fly, she still had a normal shirt on underneath.) Probably the more notable thing, though, would have been the small, bottle-shaped brown paper bag that was sticking out of her jacket.
Terra got a friendlier than usual greeting from Blackfire, in the form of the dark haired Tamaranean making a bee-line for her and giving her friend a hug (though not one with the force that Starfire typically used). Granted, the two drinks she'd had thus far might have had something to do with that.
"Terra! Glad you came!" she greeted. "Feel free to mingle. I've got a pretty good assortment of people here so far."
"Oh, hey, don't think I won't," Terra said back with a little laugh, glad to see Blackfire still being herself. "I couldn't think of any good presents, 'cause I suck at that, so I figured hey, 18 is legal for this in some places." With that, she fully exposed the bag she had, though keeping the bottle in it.
"Oooh, you bad girl!" said Blackfire, putting on a mock scandalized face. "May I just say that I'm proud to have corrupted you into the way of the party girl?"
Terra laughed. "I assure you I got this through completely legal means. Now, uh, if you could take it?" she asked, frowning a little. "Just the smell is making me sick."
Blackfire chuckled. "Confiscated it off of somebody, huh?" She grabbed the bottle and took a whiff. "Wow. After what happened to you before, you're really sensitive to the smell of alcohol, huh? It doesn't seem that bad for liquor, but the Tamaranean stuff is way stronger than this, so maybe it's just me."
"Yeah, well, you know what happened and I don't think you can blame me. Long as no one spikes the non-alcoholic stuff here, I should be good." She smirked a little. "Looks like it'll be a party either way, though. Happy birthday!"
"You have my permission to punch anybody that does spike it," said Blackfire. "I extended the invite into the Nexus and some people just shouldn't be given alcohol, period."
So Blackfire might have been surprised to see her back in a denim jacket and ripped blue jeans. But whatever, it was cool. It's a party. (And besides, if it didn't fly, she still had a normal shirt on underneath.) Probably the more notable thing, though, would have been the small, bottle-shaped brown paper bag that was sticking out of her jacket.
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"Terra! Glad you came!" she greeted. "Feel free to mingle. I've got a pretty good assortment of people here so far."
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She winked at her friend.
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