Time moves and marks us

[captainjack]

Five years. Five years since Jack had died and come back. Five years since he and Helen had each found themselves on this island. Five years of living and loving and losing. Five years of growing and becoming the people they were now

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[captainjack]

Jack was enjoying another martini, wishing he had some proper hypervodka for it. That was something that would have to wait until New Year's, if he chanced to be here that long. The longer he was here, the more he wondered when he might vanish. If he might vanish. It was seeming more and more like some of them were just meant to remain.

He had a smile for everyone as he mingled, looking at everyone he knew, or at least recognized. Five years. He hadn't been in one place for so long since he'd been a child.

[echolls_cursed]

Logan wasn't interested in the party, not really, but when he'd suggested he just skip it- Well, the look on Jack's face had been enough to tug on the few heartstrings he had.

So here he was, feeling uncomfortable and rolling his eyes as people coupled up and danced and drank.

Silently he mover to sit beside Jack, their elbows lightly touching as he looked around the room.

"Having fun, Captain?" he asked, glancing over.

[captainjack]

"It's nice," Jack said with a slow nod. He had three martinis down and he was saving the liquor soaked olive. It was a precious and waning commodity. He wanted it, but he wanted another martini and so he chose to save it.

"I'm glad you're here. I know you hate these things, but it means a lot. It's my birthday," he chuckled. "My come-back-to-life day."

[echolls_cursed]

"I know. That's part of the reason I didn't want to come," Logan explained. "I hate ruining things for you, and your birthday should be- I dunno, fun."

[haolehothead]

Danny's not exactly the biggest friend of either of the owners, but he figures that since he knows Rachel, he ought to turn up and look nice. He's put on a suit and he's just idly wandering around, half-tipsy and half-wondering if he's ever gonna have to be back here on work-related purposes.

Because god, he hopes for Rachel's sake that's not ever bound to happen.

[sluttylyingliar]

"You look good in a suit," Rachel says, pressing up against him, happily drunk. "You should dance with me."

[haolehothead]

Danny lets out a warm laugh as he slides an arm around Rachel's waist to pull her in comfortably against his side. "What, so your boyfriend can shoot me with his gun? I'm a smart man, you know, I value my life."

[sluttylyingliar]

I'm pretty sure if Raylan had a jealousy problem, someone would have been shot a long time ago," she points out. "So, you gonna dance?"

[capable_of]

Naturally, this was a party that Lex wasn't about to miss. Helen was his best friend on the island and any celebration in her honor was a must attend.

And really, Lex was glad to have another party he could enjoy. Mardi Gras had been very stressful for many reasons. Now...Lex couldn't stop looking at the ring on his finger that matched one on Anatoly's. They hadn't said anything to anyone, he hadn't even really said anything when he'd given Anatoly his, and this was the first event since.

His lightheartedness only added to his good mood tonight.

[poison_lipstick]

Saffron, being someone who didn't miss much, had noticed the additions on both Lex and Anatoly's fingers. But neither of them seemed terrible willing to go into details, and since it seemed pretty clear what it all meant, she'd been content to leave it alone. Especially since the development seemed to have made both of them so happy.

"There's my favorite fencing partner," she chirped with a bright smile, sweeping over to Lex and stretching up to kiss his cheek. It was possible she had a few drinks in her by the time she found him, but she was still walking steady, at least.

[capable_of]

And Lex appreciated her discretion. He really didn't have anything to say on the subject.

She may be walking steady but that didn't stop Lex from snagging her around the waist to keep her standing up right, as her amount of drinks was clear to him. He chuckled as he returned the kiss to her cheek. "And there's my favorite club owner. Enjoying yourself I see."

[poison_lipstick]

"Of course!" Saffron replied laughingly, leaning into Lex as his arm went around her waist. "It's a party for me, which of course is the best kind. I'm having a great time."

[poison_lipstick]

The martini Jack had made Saffron was just the first of many. She was in an excellent mood, things were going well, and she was at a party in her honor. She was glad to share the night with Jack, both of them surrounded by so many they cared about. The atmosphere in the club was lively, the only difference being they were mainly sticking to the first floor tonight. Xander had the night off from performing, which was just fine with Saffron, since that meant he was all hers for the night. She planned to drink, dance up a storm, and have a great time with her friends and loved ones.

With a smile on her face that didn't ever seem to go away, Saffron drained the last of her drink and started over to the bar for a refill. There was a chance her boyfriend would be carrying her home tonight.

[scoobys_heart]

"So does celebrating your fifth anniversary mean drinking the club's entire supply of alochol?" Xander teased as he wrapped an arm around her waist to stop her from clipping a table. He took her glass from her and held it until they got to the bar where he handed it off.

[poison_lipstick]

"Hey, it's my party, I'll get blitzed if I want to," Saffron said, mock pouting as Xander took her glass. She leaned into him as they went over to the bar, then stretched up to kiss him.

"You know, I'm pretty awesome at drunk sex," she murmured, smiling against his lips.

[scoobys_heart]

"Oh drunken sex. I'm so looking forward to that." Xander teased with a roll of his eyes. He kept his hand out and her drink was replaced in his hand, refilled. "Your drink m'lady?" Helen was happy and relaxed so while he didn't drink, he could still aid in hers.

[red_ponytail]

Whatever his current state of mind - or state of inebriation - Bill wasn't about to miss a party for Helen and Jack. Dressed in his go-to 'somewhat nicer than everyday' clothes, a white button up shirt and dark jeans, he leaned up against the bar and surveyed the crowd with drink in hand. It was a good turnout, which wasn't surprising given how long the two of them had been on the island. Only a few months less than Bill himself. It really did seem, despite all the disappearances they'd all been impacted by, that some of them were simply destined to remain.

[sluttylyingliar]

"You're still looking way too broody," Rachel points out, knocking back her own drink. "Handsome, of course. But broody."

[red_ponytail]

"I was trying something new, going for a new angle," Bill quipped after a generous swallow of his own drink. "Not working for me?"

[sluttylyingliar]

"Well, honey pretty much anything would work for you," she says honestly. It's true. Bill's stupidly hot. "But I like to see you happier. Wanna unload on me? I think I owe you a few."