WHO: EVERYONE!
WHAT: Valentine's Sweetheart Dance
WHERE: The Jazz Club
WHEN: 8pm-whenever people stumble home
Here it is folks. The big dance at the jazz club. Remember, 40's dress is optional, but not required. And if your character doesn't have a date to the dance, that's okay! Everyone is welcome.
The club is set up to look like an old fashioned
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She hadn't been much in touch with anyone over the last several days. Recovering from what Brainiac had done to her, and what Moira and the Doctor had had to do to get him out, had been a slow process, and she was getting used to having an ordinary mind again.
But in exchange, she had her memories back.
She knew why her e-mail inbox had included a sappy e-Valentine and e-roses, and she and her almost-fiance had had a lengthy video chat where she hadn't had to fake a single emotion. (She'd burned her farewell notes with their feigned sentiment.) She knew exactly why she felt wistful walking into this dance, looking around at the outfits and the decorations and feeling it strike hard just how much Jimmy would have loved it. She had the memory of him back, in all his silliness, tenderness, and sincerity, so she couldn't feel lonely.
But she could wish he could see her in her dress. It wasn't especially sexy, nor as dressy as the outfits many of the other women present had picked out, but it was ( ... )
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"Captain Jack Harkness. Welcome to the Jazz Club."
The two of them might not have ever been introduced, but she was acquainted with several of his friends. And that put her right on his list.
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"So you're Captain Jack. It's nice to finally meet you. Chloe Sullivan." She looked him up and down. "Snazzy outfit. Let me guess: you needed an excuse to wear it, and that's why you decided to host this whole party?"
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He kept her hand longer than would be proper in the time period he was representing before releasing it. "I never need an excuse for this. I just wanted everyone to share my love for the time. At least for one night."
For the moment, Jack let his eyes go over the gathered crowd. He could almost pretend it was 1941. But he was quickly brought back to reality and he returned his attention to Chloe.
"So, does my reputation precede me, Chloe?"
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That was rare.
Social events were typically for scoping out the marks and finding the perfect man to take home and rob blind. Tonight felt more about...having fun. And looking good while at it.
Coat slid off her shoulders and was offered to the boy at the door before she slid into the throng of people, moving towards the bar.
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Mal had taken advantage of the offer of borrowing clothes and had gone to seek Jack Harkness earlier in the week. He seemed a decent fellow, if a bit...sly. But hey, to each their own.
The Captain stepped into the club and even he could admire the way it was set up. Reluctantly, he gave up his coat at the door and stepped farther inside. He could see a bar and he was thankful that was one thing Earth-that-was had in common with his own...time. That was the way he was going.
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Adjusting her skirt so it wouldn't rumple, Red crossed one leg over the other and studied the room, waiting to be noticed.
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While waiting for his drink, Mal took a look over the room. Specifically, at the girl the bartender had been flirting with. He blinked. There was something familiar about her. Pushing from his spot, he wandered over to get a better look.
A curse slipped out, low and in Mandarin.
"You're kidding me."
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He had moved up the stairs casually (he didn't do elevators) and had stood outside her door for a moment before finally knocking. He felt like an idiot.. but sometimes, that was a good feeling.
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York never really struck her as the sort of person to be tardy, and she wondered (fingering the material and the way the seams darted up and around) if he'd changed his mind about her. She liked the dress quite a bit. The way it sat against her and the moved around her legs when she walked. She hoped he'd feel the same way, clamping down hard on the flutter of birds in her stomach and ribcage.
Nine-twelve. Still nothing.
And then, exactly six minutes and twenty-eight seconds later, she heard the knock. Clutching a hand to her chest, River gingerly opened the door.
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Yeah. Yeah, he'd said that. And he'd even pronounced it correctly, thanks to Delta.
Both hands (gloved in white gloves) came out to extend forward, so she could take the both of them, and he could tug her into the hallway, and release them. "Will you spin for me?"
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"You appear -- nice. Additionally."
She spun.
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Except, tonite, she wasn't completely a girl. Older, tonite. The old-oldest form was taken for the evening, which was never too terribly strenuous on her, but that was the extent. Anything else too forming and real hurt her.
Still lava haired, ever the redhead, and still with mismatched eyes, Del looked part of the times with her curled hair and little hat. And the gloves and skirt.
Stepping in, and smiling to the person who took her coat, she looked around curiously. It was different than the forties. And somehow it was still sort of the same.
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When realization dawned, it must have been pretty amusing to see. "..no! Del? Is that really you? You look amazing!"
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"Really real! And thank you. You're beautiful." Curious gaze flickered over his outfit, smiling in delight as she noticed a detail or something interesting caught her eye. "Very fitting. Think Time broke and put you in wrong era."
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Ianto reached up to his own white suit coat and unpinned the red red rose that had been sitting innocently there. Very carefully, he pinned it to Del's dress, then stepped back to admire the look. "There. You're perfect, now. A real lady," he said, admiringly.
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Luckily for the world, he usually wanted to be noticed. Tonite was absolutely no different. After (and only after) he helped out Kaylee and Billy.
Speaking of, he took a look around for them..surreptitious as he did so..and noticed that it wasn't looking too hot. Well. Crap. There was only so much Barney could fix! He was just one (awesome) dude! Sigh. Luckily, he caught sight of Jayne somewhere and that comforted the New Yorker.
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