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100TH DAY CELEBRATION (OPEN)

Aug 28, 2009 00:04

DATE: Day 100
CHARACTER(S): Adam Monroe, quite possibly some NPC's, and EVERYONE.
STATUS: WIIIIIIIDE OPEN. To the entire ship.
SUMMARY: The 100th day celebration kicks off in Adam's Godsend Lounge (to give a break to the often-partied up gardens), and there's that little engine launch business also going on.. not in the Godsend Lounge. That would ( Read more... )

arachne, palpatine, †kurt wagner, ††adam monroe, †cher horowitz, †roxas, kamura reiri, †iason mink

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Open~ jupiters_golden August 28 2009, 05:22:13 UTC

Iason was always known to be on time and when his golden adonis like form filtered in, he looked around for anyone that he knew, being only two people at the least. He saw no one, making his way to the bar almost immediately. He needed something to sip, to taste and to hold. He wanted wine mostly, not booze. The evening was to be casual, not business.

His hair was silky smoothed, just washed about an hour ago. He had requested Katze to do it for him, but the other seemed to be missing. He was rather disappointed. He did it himself, brushed it himself and it still shined as if it was made that way. He wore something he managed to buy that suited his tastes. The wine wasn't bad. He'd watch everyone filter in....

Open vampire_medic August 28 2009, 05:43:06 UTC

Reiri happened to be one of the few people who were on the ship for the full 100 days. It seemed like a lifetime ago for the vampire since she ended up on this strange ship.

While she didn't find the idea of being at a party appealing since it reminded her of her first party on the ship, she went to the lounge anyways. The medic was still reeling from the loss of Muraki and needed to take her mind off of work.

"Oh Lucy, I wish you were here to see this," muttered Reiri as she grabbed a glass of champagne. Lifting the glass to the ceiling, she took a sip in Lucy's memory.

seasalttwilight August 28 2009, 05:59:44 UTC

"Hard to believe we've been here one hundred days," Roxas said, coming over to Reiri. So many people had left, but there were still some faces that he remembered from the begining. He was here at the start as well, and it had been a while since he talk to the medic.

Despite that, Roxas figured, things really hadn't changed much.

vampire_medic August 28 2009, 06:09:06 UTC

Reiri turned to Roxas when she heard his voice. She smiled and said, "It seems so long ago. We met some good people and lost many of them. Its good to see you're still around, Roxas."

Things rarely change much for the medic. Even with her extremely long life, the vampire acted the same way no matter what time period she was in.

seasalttwilight August 28 2009, 18:22:58 UTC

"Yeah. I'm glad that you're still around as well, Reiri," Roxas said, smiling back. There were a lot of people to miss; his roommates, Sora (three times), everyone. At least some people had stuck around, somehow.

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Open~! trickblackwidow August 28 2009, 06:43:46 UTC

Arachne wasn't here because of the 'festive occasion' or anything... it was just that this was one more reason to get the hell out of his room and hopefully stave off his restlessness for a few days. He wasn't intending to really speak to anyone, just have some decent alcohol and maybe even catch a buzz.

Even so, it would be terrible not to dress for the occasion! Which meant, of course, that he was dressed in his leathers and feather boa, which was decidedly more sluttish than usual. But hey, it was a celebration, right? And he wasn't about to complain if someone came over and talked to him... as long as he didn't decide they were dicks or idiots. Or, worse yet, -both-.

bamfkins August 29 2009, 13:57:19 UTC

Kurt weaved through the growing crowd. He'd politely turned down the alcohol - he didn't drink, not unless he had a really good reason - but he had a glass of lemonade in his hand.

The blue-skinned mutant looked around, taking in the atmosphere. It was heady. Exciting. A celebration for a hundred days on this little hunk of metal? He wouldn't have thought this would be an occasion for joy, but he supposed this ship was all they had left, and being alive was a good enough reason to celebrate.

He had celebrated for less before, after all.

Kurt found himself next to an interestingly dressed...man. A rather pretty one. Intrigued, he grinned, his teeth flashing white, and extended his hand in greeting. "Guten nacht. I don't think we have met...?"

[ooc: his getup is kinda...hot.]

trickblackwidow August 29 2009, 20:29:03 UTC

If Arachne was particularly surprised by Kurt's sudden introduction, he curbed it quite well. True, he looked a little bit confused, perhaps, but that melted into a loose-lipped smile as he extended his carefully manicured hand.

"Mm, I've spent fairly little time outside of my room lately, so no, I suppose we haven't met yet." he mused, voice effortlessly feminine. As yet, he was unaware that anyone might be able to pinpoint his actual gender on sight, but he didn't seem to care either way, since he was clearly comfortable in the outfit he was wearing. "I'm Arachne. And you are...?"

bamfkins August 30 2009, 05:26:39 UTC

"Kurt." He looked Arachne up and down again, hoping he wasn't being rude but unable to keep the curiosity out of his yellow eyes. Had he been wrong? Perhaps this fellow shipmate was female after all. He...she? Had a female voice. But no, Kurt thought the line of his jaw was a little masculine, a tiny bit too sharp to belong to a woman.

Well. He didn't know how to ask without violating some rule of propriety. Half-embarrassed, half-amused, he tugged at his tie. It was a little too tight; he hadn't worn one in a while. A little awkwardly, he said, "You, ah, look good tonight."

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~ Open! ~ totally_paused August 29 2009, 01:18:30 UTC

One good thing about being on this space donut? Sixteen was the legal drinking age. Cher was free to party without having to worry about the cops breaking things up!

She did kinda feel like a wallflower, though. Her social life wasn't exactly raging here. What with the whole losing-her-soulmate-shortly-after-arriving thing, getting matched up on a dating show with her friend's psychotic love interest, and, well... most people here being total freaks -- Cher was sort of out of her element.

They were still picking up new people, right? Maybe there'd be some new baldwins at this party.

Cher stood off to the side, dressed in a new pink dress (working at MacNair's DID have its perks!), taking baby sips of a cosmopolitan.

OPEN... O_o notfromajedi August 29 2009, 01:37:45 UTC

Palpatine had splurged for this event -- he'd bought himself a nice purple zoot suit. And damn, did he look dapper in it.

With one pangalactic gargleblaster under his belt already, the old man was feeling pretty good. He didn't recognize whatever song was playing, but it was a lively tune that inspired him to dance! No one else was dancing yet... no matter. There was a dance floor; that was enough.