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[wantsaporsche]

Characters: Alice, whoever wants in
Time: New Year's Eve
Location: A masquerade ball at Chicago's Union Station
Content: It's time to ring in the new year with unfamiliar faces in an unfamiliar city for circumstances not yet revealed. Or perhaps...?
Format: Any
Warnings: Some celebratory shenanigans

(Ooc: Posted early to get a hop on threading)

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[legallygreen]

Union Station. It was not Jennifer's first choice of somewhere to have a party, but it seemed like a good idea to join in with the festivities. Of course, she had arrived wrapped in a long coat against the winter weather, but inside it had been discarded so that she could enjoy herself, and the fact that she had gotten to go out and find a new gown for the occasion.

Not that anyone would assume that she was Scheherazade from 1001 Arabian Nights, but she had chosen her gown so that she might look more like a mythical storyteller with her long hair curled and bound in a long waterfall down her neck and back. She was also carrying a mask with her that brought out the green of the gown, her high heeled shoes making her look another three or four inches taller

[johntaylor_pi]

After all the musical numbers of the week John was ready to drown the memory in several barrels of alcohol at Strangefellows. Unfortunately, that bar was in the Nightside and cut off from him so he would have to go with the next best thing...finding booze period. Which brought him to this particular location. He wasn't really a party person, that was Cathy's thing. But, he felt like he'd been out of the loop for a few weeks now that it was time to, unfortunately, start socializing again.

John pulled out a simple white mask and walked into the Station. Figured it couldn't be a simple party, nope, there had to be masks and costumes involved. Well, John was wearing the mask at least and his jacket was clean if that counted for anything. Plus, the white mask went well with the white jacket so if anyone argued with him they'd likely just be given a death glare and promptly ignored

[legallygreen]

Jennifer had been sipping the glass of wine when she heard a familiar voice and turned, smiling as she recognized the white jacket if not the face before figuring out who was behind the mask. She gave him a once over, though he was not really dressed for the event, he had tried, and that always got people points.

"Good evening John." She replied, acknowledging the compliment with a nod. "Thank you. I like your jacket. And Happy New Year."

She lowered her mask and sipped from the glass again, a stray curl falling down against her cheek. "I'm glad to see you, it's been a while. Been keeping busy?"

[johntaylor_pi]

"We can hope it'll be happier at least," John replied, taking a drink from the wine in a way that showed he didn't drink wine very often. At least not in social gatherings like this.

He nodded in response. He forgot sometimes that despite his reputation, or maybe by this point it was his previous reputation, he did enjoy the company of others. "It's good to see you too. Especially in a setting that it a little less smelly and cold." He offered her a smile, "Not as busy as I should be. Hard for me to take cases here when the whole city is a giant mystery. I figured it's about time I actually start getting to know the people here more." He was so used to working in the Nightside where he had at least heard of most of the players by name or reputation. He was so clueless here it was annoying. He had been taking care of some vampires though and while he'd tried following up on rumors of fallen angels he hadn't found one.

[notphlegm]

Fleur loved excuses for parties. Especially parties that helped keep her mind off of the fact that it was the new year and her fiancee was still worlds away from her. That her family wasn't here.

Parties that gave her an excuse to dress as the sugar plum fairy, a gown based on the classic look of the Nutcracker character. She loved parties that allowed her to wear extravagant masks as well. So she tucked away her wand and made her way to the party, eager to enjoy the company of everyone else stuck here...

Until she figured out to do, however, she would just stick to near the tables, fidgeting with her engagement ring awkwardly.

[ring_and_die]

Truth be told, Ryou really wasn't sure why he had come to the ball tonight. Sure, he enjoyed having the chance to dress up for it, especially after he had been able to base his costume off of his white wizard character from his old Monster World campaign, but it didn't change the fact that he was still alone at a party, which was rarely a fun experience for him. Well, at least it beat spending the night cooped up in his room. Again.

Ryou nervously adjusted the cape that he had modeled after his wizard's tabard and made sure that the matching mask was secure before heading into the main hall. Even if no one here had much of a chance of recognizing his costume's origins, he could still try to have fun. For all he knew, the spirit of the Ring might still reappear at any moment, so Ryou had to enjoy his freedom while he had the chance.

[doomedtheworld]

Vin hadn't been terribly successful in finding anybody familiar to talk with. She had spotted Jenn across the room but she looked busy talking with a man she recognized from her trip to the water tower, so she veered away. Jenn had already done enough to help her tonight and she wasn't about to interfere with her enjoyment of the evening.

She was about to give up and find a spot on the wall to stand and watch the people coming and going when she finally ran into some luck. Another face from the water tower mission, hidden by a mask of course but that hair was a dead giveaway. Banishing her hesitation, she made her way over and stopped beside him.

"Ryou, isn't it?" She asked, standing with her hands folded in front of her.

[ring_and_die]

Ryou's eyebrows arched up, first when he realized that someone was talking to him, and again when he recognized Vin from the water tower mission. It surprised him to see the girl who honestly intimidated him so much in such a pretty, feminine getup. Realizing that he was being rude, Ryou quickly nodded, trying to make it seem like he hadn't been completely spacing out.

"Yes, that's right. And you're Vin?" he replied, lifting up his mask to confirm his identity--though really, Vin was right about how his hair was enough to give him away. "I only just got here. How about you?"

[doomedtheworld]

Vin stood quietly, giving Ryou a questioning look as he stood there for a few seconds. She glanced down at herself, frowning just a little. Sure it wasn't close to what she normally wore but was it really that surprising to see her dressed like this? Fortunately Ryou seemed to recover and broke the awkward silence before Vin had to do something drastic like jump out a window.

"Right." She nodded, thoughtful frown fading away. "I got here a few minutes ago. I almost forgot how awkward it could be walking around these things alone."

[plzpookie]

When Maureen first heard about the party, there was no doubt in her mind as to what she'd be wearing. Although she had worn the outfit for the last New Year's Eve she celebrated, nothing beat the perfection that was Julie Newmar's catwoman costume. She even decided to spice it up with a more modern mask.

Maureen perched on one of the tables, despite the fact that it was most likely frowned upon... One leg was crossed over the other as she sipped her drink and watched as people trickled in.

[vanillaanddeath]

Juliet didn't show up to the party until well after the sun had set. Regardless, she wasn't sure how early it had started either. It had taken her some time... A lot of hunting and a little bit of actual effort on her part, but she finally was able to arrive in the perfect costume and the prettiest mask she could find.

Still, the young vampire couldn't help but be on edge... After all, the more social situations she placed herself in, the larger chance she had of being outed as a bloodsucker. Wringing her hands, she kept to the outskirts of the party for now.

[stylingtie]

Two parties in as many weeks. Someone clearly had it in for Adell, at least in his own mind. Still, given he hadn't learned much of anything on his own, it seemed like this sort of gathering was his best shot at finding out how to get himself and Rozalin home.

Not that he'd bothered to actually dress for the occasion. That required a bit more subtlety than Adell was prepared to display. Not that he was incapable of it, he just didn't see the point in bothering. This meant not only was he on the outskirts of the party, but he stuck out like more of a sore thumb than he usually did.

Rather caught off guard by the sheer number of people present, not to mention the creepy sense of wrongness he got from most of them, he lost track of where he was going, and nearly managed to run right into someone.

"Ah-Sorry about that!"