Christmas Formal log

[lastconfessor]

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[hyposprayed]

McCoy tugged at his dress uniform, just a more uncomfortable version of the standard wear if they were being honest but it was the closest to formal wear he had. At least now he had more casual wear thanks to Shego- a gift he wasn't sure if he wanted to thank her for or ask if she had an issue with his style of dress like Jim and Pavi had whined about.

It hadn't been a bad Christmas, all things considered, something he was both thankful for and suspicious of. He glanced at every doorway as he walked by for more of that god damned mistle toe, regarded the crowd with his lip curled as if expecting an explosion rather than simple mingling. Really it was one in the same. After he was forty percent certain nothing extreme was going to suddenly pop up and ruin the relative peace he ventured further in, hands folded behind his back to stop from tugging at his sleeve.

[ooc; dress uniforms: http://tos.trekcore.com/gallery/albums/2x10/Journey_to_Babel_005.JPG Probably look a little different in new!verse but there you go.]

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[ichlugebullets]

JD wasn't enjoying the party as much as he should have been. There was a reason he avoided social gatherings in high school, he wasn't fond of them period, but he was taking advantage of what was in front of him.

Beneath the cuffs of one of his suit jacket sleeves his infant snake was wrapped around his wrist. He had been given it today and much like a child he couldn't bear to part with it. He wasn't planning on staying the night so he, a clean and quick get attendance in the name of his warden that threw the shindig was all he had in mind for.

JD reached out to pick up a glass of wine from the table and knocked it back like it was a shot, wincing and smacking his lips at the burn before going for another.

[hyposprayed]

"That's not how you drink wine kid." McCoy said as he approached, brow raised and hands still hooked behind him. He had noticed JD a few steps away and the kid was better company than scowling around the room like he had been the past few minutes. "If it were a shot of whiskey you'd be doing yourself proud."

[ichlugebullets]

JD turned around to face his new company with something of a smirk on his face. "Well, serving whiskey at events like this wouldn't be considered tasteful and seeing that I'm not privvy to alcohol very often- I'm just trying to live it up."

After a moment he adjusted his sleeve over Telemachus and gestured to the dessert table. "They have fudge and pie and crud. It's good." What he meant to say is 'it's good but I could have made it better,' but he was sure that he wouldn't be allowed back on kitchen staff for a while.

[tadwizard]

"Yeah, I don't drink anything quite like that," Tony piped up, stepping forward in his debonair 007 suit contrasted sharply with...a snowflake eyebrow ring. "But we kind of have to use the glasses, because the wine's for everyone."

With that Tony drank the wine not like it was a shot, but rather like it was a glass of beer, before forking some pie into his mouth.

"Better than tribble loaf!"

[hyposprayed]

"'At events like this.'" McCoy repeated, glancing across the room. "Stuffing ourselves up like peacocks and parading around- had enough of that with Star Fleet and what do you know, go to a prison ship and it's the same damned thing." He said, an edge of bemusement in his sardonic tone.

His brow rose high when Tony stepped in, watching him drink the wine worse than JD had before and rolling his eyes. Kids. "Don't speak with your mouth full kid, it's not a damned barn." He said, fatherly instinct pushing through.

[ichlugebullets]

JD turned to Tony before giving him a knowing smile and then moved to glance over the table of drinks for something stronger than wine. There was just too much sugar in it, he found it disgusting. He felt the same way about champagne.

"Peacocks have temper issues," he said in response, not hinting at anything in particular, and returning with something mixed that certainly looked questionable.

He took a sip of the liquid and sputtered for a moment before knocking it back. "God, I hate parties. I'm surprised no one's having anti-prom." He turned to Tony. "What makes talking with your mouthful in a barn any more appropriate? Unless you're calling him a cow... I have more meat on my bones than he does."

[tadwizard]

"And I heard they try to mate with brightly colored cars," Tony added about the peacocks, seeing as it was a bit of information he was sure McCoy wanted to know. While JD's comment may have been seen as a hint, Tony's own input was just random information.

Tony shrugged. "Maybe someone is." Then he mentioned the cow thing, and Tony laughed. Not that the joke was that funny, but that he remembered his gift from Baby. "You know, one of my presents was a weight loss book. I thought it was from Baby, but you never know..."

[hyposprayed]

McCoy gave them both a look for their peacock comments, long suffering as he picked up a glass of wine from one of the tables. "Arrogant and hormonal, as you two so aptly put it." He said pointedly, taking a sip from his wine.

"What on Riza is an anti-prom?" McCoy asked, looking to JD, before frowning. "And don't you go losing anymore weight or I'll have you hooked to one of these archaic feeding tube." He said, turning to Tony.

[ichlugebullets]

JD laughed into his shoulder. "He's well fed, don't worry." Then realizing how crass that was he shifted onto one foot awkwardly and took another long swig of his concoction.

"An anti-prom is kind of for the rebels who didn't want to attend the actual dance portion and so they threw a kickback at their place of residence usually twenty... twenty five people at the most, and most of them fornicating the rest getting stoned. It was quite the thing."

[tadwizard]

"I'm not planning on it. Baby just saw me eating after I healed myself. I always get really hungry when that happens." In other words, she'd seen him eating like a pig. Tony listened to JD's description of an anti-prom which...really kind of sounded like his life through his late teens, rather than a specific event. "So basically they go on with their day to day lives, then?"

skipping mccoy with go ahead from hal!

[ichlugebullets]

"More or less," JD affirmed it. He had never been one for drugs. Under age drinking, sex, and gambling? Sure. But he had never taken drugs.

JD tipped his glass back again and swallowed its contents, wavering on his feet a bit and adjusting that cuff of his jacket as he felt Telemachus tighten himself around his wrist in his sleep. "I'm always really hungry," he comment to take the attention off of his antics.

[tadwizard]

"I'm not around here. I usually stuff myself around here, the food's really good." And since this time of year there was extra, he was even more able to stuff himself. Besides, he'd lived on far less.

[ichlugebullets]

JD gave a brief nod. "Well, at least one of us is the wiser."

sorry for the delay :<

[hyposprayed]

"Yeah, real nonconformist." McCoy answered, brow quirked as he regarded the pair and their antics. They made him feel old in the way only a couple of teenagers could. He glanced to JD.

"Didn't you work in the kitchen?" He asked.

Re: sorry for the delay :<

[tadwizard]

"Yeah, he did." He probably would again, too. Wasn't he just on probation?