i'm saying all the things that i know you'll like, making good conversation

[thepull_mods]

Who: everyone~
When: Saturday, December 4; evening (overnight)
Where: The Rose, a club in Sector 3
Summary: Singles night!
Warnings: alert a mod if you need a warning added!
NOTE: Because your mods love you, an open log ♥~ This is going to be set up with two main subheaders, one for general mingling, and one under which you can post your character

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General Mingling

[thepull_mods]

Post here to have your characters mingle or dance in the main room!

[what_scruples]

[ While Alice speaks, Rin swipes a glass of what appears to be rum coke off one of the facilitators offering them as she passes by.]

Well said. [ He smiles at her over the rim of his glass. ] Nothing worth doing is done in haste.

mmm, rum coke.

[nurserabbit]

[Smooth! Alice is pretty impressed! So she couldn't help but flush a little again.]

It's good to be careful and get to know people well, yeah?

it is so delicious ;w;

[what_scruples]

Certainly.

However, one must admit there is a certain allure to the uncertainty of it all. [ He nods at the room again. ]

Everyone here is gambling in one way or another-- even if it is only on the hope of finding decent conversation.

I love rum coke ;w;

[nurserabbit]

[Alice beams]

Yeah, you're right about that... and it can be pretty exciting!

[what_scruples]

[ A chuckle. ]

Ah, but do you have an idea of what you are looking for?

[nurserabbit]

[Finger bite! She's thinking!]

[what_scruples]

[ And like a proper gentleman, Rin waits, sipping at his drink and casually scanning the room. ]

[nurserabbit]

I... I guess I like guys who have some muscle on them. I don't like it when they're skinny. B-but that's only in looks!

if rin was a wolf, his ears would perk. :1

[what_scruples]

I see. [ If he's amused, he's doing a good job of hiding it; instead, he's radiating friendly curiosity. ]

And in personality...?

You know, Rin. You'd get bonus points if you WERE a wolf |Dc

[nurserabbit]

Ah... well... I'm not all that particular about personality... but... I guess I do like a man who knows how to take charge of things. [oooh, so blushy now, Alice.]

|Dc

[what_scruples]

[ My, my. You shouldn't really seem so vulnerable, Alice, or you'll make him want to tease you more. ♥

He smiles, and he looks like he's about to say something-- but then a slow, crooning love song comes on, and he tilts his head towards the sound. ]

Hmmm. Would you care to dance, Alice?

[nurserabbit]

[But Alice can't help it! Especially when it came to topics like love. When Rin asks her if she'd like to dance, though, she beams brightly at him and takes his hand with a nod.]

Of course.

[what_scruples]

[ Insert cheesy song of choice here. ]

You'll have to teach me how, I fear. The dances of this world are unfamiliar ones.

[ He could be lying. Then again, there's a spark of amusement dancing in his eyes that promises it's not malicious. ]

[nurserabbit]

[ Why do biiiiiirds suddenly appeeeeeear~ ]

Well, I'm not too skilled at it, but I can try.

[Alice gives a bashful smile as she leads Rin to dance a simple waltz... 1 and 2... and 1 and 2...]

Sir "Iron-Tail" Fratley

[by_your_leave]

[ Sticking out like a sore thumb, even in 'plainsclothes,' Fratley lingers a awkwardly at the edges of the room. With the Newcomer Killer still at large, any large gathering of newcomers has the potential to attract its unwelcome attentions. While any number of the police force might be more than happy to take the opportunity to get out of the precinct and flirt with some girls (or boys), it's a slightly less appetizing job knowing that they'll have to be ready to face up against whatever's been picking off newcomers.

Which is where Fratley comes in, dressed awkwardly in a highly out of character sweater and vest. His fur's extra-fluffy in his body's attempt to stave off the cold, and he's holding (but not drinking) a violently pink cocktail that has been introduced to him as the Singapore Sling. He's more interested in scanning the crowd for signs of trouble than keeping track of what's immediately around him. ]