PAAAAAARTEEEEHHH

[meinxxherz]

Characters: Open to all! (please tag yourself)
Where: Sergei's Bar and Grille
When: Now.
Rating: pg-13 for language.

Sergei's is full of food. Tables have been put together to form a buffet-like set-up with the fixings for sandwiches, soups, salads, fruits, hamburgers, hotdogs, casseroles, goulash, three bowls of chex-mix, chips, soda and on the

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[rocknrollfries]

Being new to the boat, being told that the party was at 'Sergei's' didn't exactly help Pickles much. But with a bit of dedication (that is, a good few hours wandering the ship aimlessly,) he eventually finds it.

It seems empty for a party, but Pickles doesn't mind. He doesn't even notice Herz as he trundles right on in, still only clad in the underwear he showed up in. His trusty bottle of whiskey is set on the table, and he starts piling a plate dangerously full of chips, making something of a mess as he does so.

[meinxxherz]

Ho--Holy crap.

That guy's practically naked!

Not that...Herz is a stranger to the male form, but Christ!

The teenager quickly ducks into the kitchen, grabs one of the jackets he keeps around for when they spend a lot of time looking around the walk in freezer, and runs back out.

He walks up to--man, this guy is messy, doesn't he care if anyone else wants those chips?--the guy. "Uh--Uhm, do...you, well, I mean y-you're kinda--You aren't wea--here." and he holds out the jacket for him. For God's sake, put something on. At least wrap it around your waist!

[rocknrollfries]

Oh, that voice is familiar. "Heyyy, yer the party guy!" Pickles stops making a mess of the table to give Herz a stupid grin. It takes his a minute to notice the coat he's being offered, and another to realize that he's being told to put it on.

"Heh, saaaarry. Guess I'm not dressed classy enough fer yer... fer yer party, not very classy." His words are even more slurred than usual, and if it isn't already clear that he was smashed, his uncoordinated attempts to get his arms into the coat certainly make it so.

[meinxxherz]

Herz glances around, looking for help. He's been drunk plenty of times by now but he--he doesn't know how to deal with other drunk PEOPLE. It's amazing he can recognize them now all on his own. This is just way out of his league.

[hylian_courage]

[Link wanders in, not really because of Herz's open invitation - he hadn't even seen it - but because it smells incredibly good in the hallway outside Sergei's. The inside has low lights and a calm atmosphere, like any upscale sort of bar, but it's all lost on him. He just goes straight to the food, and belatedly notices the green-haired teenager lonesomely standing there.]

Oh.... um. Hello there.

[He sets down the plate he'd grabbed to give him a polite nod. Erk, that was a little rude maybe.]

...um, is this stuff out here for us to take, like at the buffet?

[meinxxherz]

[Holy crap, he knows that voice. Herz looks over, and there's that older-Link. He smiles and waves.]

Go for it.

It--i-it's meant to be a party...

[It's...not much of one, but it's meant to be.]

[hylian_courage]

Oh... really? [He frowns and looks down at the plate again. Link doesn't want to crash this nice person's party.] Well... I mean, if it's a party, it's okay... I can just go to the buffet. It just smells really good from outside. Really, amazingly good.

[meinxxherz]

No--no, I meant--

You aren't--

Y-you can eat it, Link. It--

Y-You're invited. It's a party for everyone.

[Smile?]

[fred_cassidy]

Oh dear lord, that kid is nervous--must be Herz. Upon making the scene, Fred walks straight up to him.

"Herz? I'm Fred Cassidy."

With friendly smile, Fred offers his hand to shake. He's socially deft enough for two.

[meinxxherz]

"O--Oh. Hi," he replies with a reluctant smile. Dear Christ, this man is forward.

It's nice, but...unsettling. He's not here to shank him, is he?

Herz takes his hand and gives it a shake that pretty much says everything about him as a person.

"Thanks for--f-for coming. Please, uh, please take a plate or--or get something fruh-from the bar--Remy's a great bar-tender." As he speaks, he motions to the table, then the bar and...is still holding Fred's hand.

It's a nice hand...

[fred_cassidy]

Fred has no intention of shanking anyone right at the moment. He makes the best of Herz's dead-fish handshake with a firm one of his own.

"Thank you for hosting," Fred volleys back easily.

When the shake has gone on too long, he extricates his hand from Herz's without comment, or indeed, even really noticing that Herz is a bit too clingy. Fred just chalks it up to the boy's obvious social nervousness, and moves along, conversationally speaking.

"Ah, is that Remy?" he says, looking over at the bar. "I have something for him." Fred pulls open one side of his sport coat with an exaggeratedly conspiratorial air, revealing a dozen or so vanilla beans sticking out of the breast pocket of his oxford shirt.

[meinxxherz]

"It--thank you--but--yeah, that--that's him." Is he...supposed to comment on the vanilla beans? Uhm...

"I...hope he--he likes them?"

i don't even know

[lfetimewarranty]

[Rfena likes people - at least, knowing about them. But she can't actually eat, unfortunately - not much, at the very most, and she can't decide whether eating or eating a little is less tactful.

Maybe she should just talk to someone? She looks around, seeing if anyone catches her eye, or if she recognizes people.]

:D

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela can eat, however, and she's got a drink in one hand and a burger in the other.]

Hey, Rfena! [She's all smiles as she bounds up to her.]

:D I totally didn't expect you here :|

[lfetimewarranty]

[Yay Mikaela! Someone she recognizes - she can go bother people she doesn't know later. She grins and waves at the other girl. Also, passing on information can wait for now.]

Hey Mikaela! [Glances at the burger.] I guess its not sushi, but its still pretty good.

What's up?

surprise XD

[chopshopgoddess]

Nope, but it's delicious. [It's half eaten, Mikaela was hungry.]

Not much, it's nice to get out of my room for a while. [She stays there a lot since the whole dying thing 8|]

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy is there behind the bar, as he normally is. He likes parties and tending at them. He hopes a few of the new arrivals show up or that people who have used their frogs will be there to talk about it.

He waits for someone to order a drink.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[Here Remy, have a Mikaela leaning on the bar.]

So like, is this an open bar or something? [She grins, she hasn't met him before, but she's still smiling away. She's a friendly sort.]

[ttlynotawizard]

Of course it is.

[He offers a charming smile. He's nothing if not charismatic.]

I'm Remy. What can I get you?

[chopshopgoddess]

Awesome~ [She grins back.]

Uh let's see...have ya got whiskey back there? [She knows he does, but it never hurts to ask and be polite.]