Partypartyparty PARTY

[nomorevengeance]

Characters: Anya, anyone else who'd like to show up. IE OPEN.
Location: Forcegasms! Coruscant's leading sex paraphenalia supplier.
Planet: Coruscant
When: ...this evening.
What: PARTY
Rating: Umm, at least a heavy PG-13. It is a sex store.

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The door

[nomorevengeance]

[The store is open with festive lights and snacks. Anya is standing towards the side, looking eager. She waves as soon as you come in.]

...C8...Maybe some good can come of him not remembering his own canon for a week...!

[tronja307020]

Ok, so normally Tron can be a bit reclusive. But waking up and remembering a completely different, strangely happy version of yourself totally makes him eager to go where the people are! His only companions for the past 1500 cycles in his current memories have been nothing but MCP goons, Heartless, and Nobodies! You bet your bits the moment he heard from the tiny communication terminal that there were going to be lots of people, he was going to go looking for them! :D!!!

He marvels for a moment at the strange tiny lights so unlike the ones he's used to and then wanders in, looking a bit like a fish out of water.

And not the Mon Cal kind.

He waves back at the pretty, non-circuited female standing by the door. She must be another User! Amazing! Until Sora and the strange-looking others Donald and Goofy, appeared in the Hollow Bastion OS, he'd never seen a User! At least, not that he remembers now.

"Greetings, User!"

[OOC: ...I really do not need to steer him towards the "refreshments" table. No. Tron does not need to be

[nomorevengeance]

Anya smiles and beckons him in. The party hasn't picked up very much yet, but she has high hopes. "My name is Anya. Who is User? And who are you?"

She doesn't know the other man, so she decides to keep an eye on him. She has to make sure he doesn't get too near the cash register.

Slow tagging yet again. *faceplant*

[tronja307020]

He smiles back at her and comes in when beckoned, glancing around. Oh, this place was somewhat...peculiar. Were those...disembodied, strangely-colored body parts hanging on the wall? What even???

"Greetings, Anya. You're a User. At least I think you are. Where I'm from, people who are from outside the System are called Users. I'm Tron."

The big smile on his face is almost too unawares to be forced or an attempt at gaining her trust. What you see is what you get with this one, it seems. He wears his emotions on his sleeve much more then his non-brain-blendy self.

Snacks

[nomorevengeance]

[Mmm, the place to get your food on.]

[intuitivelyapt]

[Maybe Nathan Young was too good to mingle with the little people and go to this party now, but Sylar wasn't. One, it was his responsibility to make sure Peter didn't end up taking home Chewbacca in disguise, and two, there was food.

Okay, it was mostly for the food. I'm going to assume there are cookies shaped like penises or something really classy like that. And Sylar is eating them without shame.]

[breakmychest]

[Genitalia cookies are awesome, okay? Spike's going to pick up a chocolate vagina, though. He glances at Sylar and smirks.] Poofter.

[intuitivelyapt]

What? They're good.

Mingling, dancing, staring awkwardly from a corner

[nomorevengeance]

[This is where it's happening.]

[slayerdom]

[ Being all time-warped to Time Lordiness has Buffy feeling more relaxed about this whole thing. Besides, Spike is all off-planet and stuff, and tension with Xander has dropped considerably. Which is good, right? So, she finds her way through the crowd of people at the party, seeking out familiar faces with a bright, distracted smile, her attention moving all around the store as she checks it out. So far, she has to say -- she's pretty happy she came. ]

[breakmychest]

[Well, Spike isn't off-planet, yet. He got interrupted by suddenly turning into a community college student and forgetting everything ever. Meaning he doesn't know Buffy, and he doesn't know he promised to stay away from her or why that would potentially be a good idea. He does know that she's hot, and if there's one thing Spike likes, it's hot girls. So he walks over to her.]

You know, I wanted to come up to you with an incredibly brilliant line that would make you think I was both charming and funny, but soon as I saw your face, I forgot it. So I'll just try being straightforward. You're completely stunning.

[slayerdom]

[ When she turns to look at him, she stops for a moment. Something ... she can't place it, but he's familiar somehow. Familiar with just a hint of danger. Slowly, a smile tugs over her lips and she sizes him up. When she replies after a moment, she has an out of place british accent. ] I'll bet you say that to all the girls you meet in sex shops.

Ogling the merchandise

[nomorevengeance]

[Horror? Excitement? Interest? Boredom? There are sex toys around!]

[notyourlight]

[Anakin... NAKED Anakin... is walking down one of the more interesting isles with a blank look on his face. He halts as something catches his eye. He grabs what appears to be a very smooth lightsaber hilt. He furrows his brow before pressing the activation panel, causing the hilt to vibrate violently in his hand.]

I do not understand. This item is very ineffective.

[slayerdom]

[ Buffy stops short when she spots Anakin and immediately slaps a hand over her eyes. ] Ohhhh my god, coulda gone all my lives without seeing that. Would you put some bleeding trousers on already? It's a party, not an orgy. Who let you inside? [ She's ... not even touching the existence of sex toy in his hand. ]

[nomorevengeance]

Oh, oh, put that down, it's very expensive! [Anya rushes over to take it from him and glances over at Buffy.] Hello, Buffy.

The bathrooms

[nomorevengeance]

[...I have no idea, I just wanted to cover all my bases. But hey, private conversation or hurried, semi-public sex! Whatever you want! Just don't forget to take a condom.]