Comments | hogwarts_hocus: ::Open RP : Holiday Party at the Little Green Apple::

lady_thujone in hogwarts_hocus

::Open RP : Holiday Party at the Little Green Apple::

Dec 15, 2007 13:54

Flyers had appeared all over the school.

Come to the Little Green Apple's Holiday Spectacular! Fine food and drink! Door Prizes! Karaoke! Special Holiday-Only smoking blends!

The cozy little establishment had been adorned with banners in deep gold and rich jewel tones, and the smell of spices filled the air.Jones holiday sodas were laid out at ( Read more... )

la fee verte, rp, lola sanchez, gustav margueriff, erk, molly michon, all school, vislor turlough, cyclona garcia, jaime reyes, karaoke, jack harkness, jezz jaelre, demyx

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twoyearsmissing December 16 2007, 01:23:12 UTC

Jack wandered down, not for any other reason than well there were lovely people and maybe he was hoping there was mistletoe about. It's Jack.

He made his way over to La Fee Verte, giving her a suitable look over while smiling like a Cheshire cat, before speaking to her. "Hello you, looking wonderful as always."

And yes he was of course going to sing. He had an idea what already, now if their host would sing with him it would be even better.

lady_thujone December 16 2007, 01:26:02 UTC

"Why, hello there, darling," she purred, giving him an overblown-to-the-point-of-campiness appraising glance. "It's wonderful as always to see you. Can I help you to some punch?"

twoyearsmissing December 16 2007, 01:32:03 UTC

"You can help me to anything you like." He grinned. "And I was thinking that maybe I could convince you to sing with me first, while I still can sing properly." Yes he did indeed plan on drinking. "Would the lady of the establishment do me the honor?"

lady_thujone December 16 2007, 01:33:52 UTC

"My honor is at your disposal," La Fee Verte vamped at him. "Very well. We'll sing for everyone, then I'll give you something to wet your whistle."

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wings_and_claws December 16 2007, 01:30:42 UTC

Ignoring the food entirely, Cyclona knocked back several cupfuls of the lethally strong green punch. She smiled as the alcohol swept through her, then got up to sing a song.

Stephin Merritt, "The World Is Not Made of Flowers" (lyrics)

schizowarrior December 16 2007, 03:13:56 UTC

Molly was always down for some munchies and karaoke, though she didn't want to start singing until she'd gotten some food and booze in her. She came in just in time to catch Cyclona finishing her song, and she waved.

"Cyclona! Hi, honey. How are you?" Scooping up some of the punch, she took a sip, then a gulp, wincing at the burn. She'd been extremely productive that day, making Christmas presents, and wanted a break, dammit.

wings_and_claws December 16 2007, 14:30:14 UTC

"Oh, hi!" Cyclona waved and grinned a bit drunkenly, helping herself to another cupful. "This is some good punch."

Good, in Cyclona-terms, being rated by how fast it made the room spin.

schizowarrior December 18 2007, 03:45:34 UTC

Molly, knocking back her cup, had to agree, even if it was so strong it made her wheeze. "God, no kidding," she said, wiping her suddenly streaming eyes. "I'd ask what's in it, but I'm probably better off knowing. Did you like the fruitcake?"

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vislor_turlough December 16 2007, 03:10:15 UTC

Turlough smirked maliciously as he beelines straight for the alcohol.

lady_thujone December 16 2007, 14:33:20 UTC

"Welcome to the Little Green Apple," La Fee Verte said, sidling up to him. "I trust you'll enjoy your time here."

vislor_turlough December 17 2007, 05:34:02 UTC

"Oh, I'm sure I will," he exclaimed and glanced around to room for someone to have fun with.

jezzthespoon December 16 2007, 03:52:50 UTC

At some point Gustav wandered in and made his way to the drinks. At another point some time later he reached for more eggnog and gulped. It tasted like apples. He put it down and blinked at his hands. Had they been this small before?

What was he thinking, he thought a moment later. Of course they were this small, he was only twelve. They'd have to get bigger at some point before he graduated from Gariland, along with the rest of him. You couldn't be much of a knight if you could barely get your hand round a sword grip. The real question was why his clothes were so big, his sleeves flopping over his hands, his boots past his knees. His father would never give him clothes that could be remotely construed as a hand-me-down or a grow-into-it. The future Sir Margueriff was supposed to be better off than that.

"VithGustav turned to see a woman - probably an old woman, since her hair was a shock of white. Except for her hair, she looked like she'd climbed up a chimney. She wasn't in an old-woman dress, though, but in what - especially on ( ... )

sada_chan December 16 2007, 14:35:58 UTC

Food and drink didn't really interest Sadako; she could eat and drink, but she didn't need to. But she had a hidden weakness for karaoke, and a chance to sing was always fun.

Richard Thompson, "Business on You" (lyrics)