Andre Courfeyrac (see_tholomyes) wrote in angellogs, @ 2013-12-24 13:11:00 |
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Current mood: | busy |
Entry tags: | bahorel, bossuet, charles darnay, combeferre, courfeyrac, enjolras, feuilly, jean prouvaire, joly |
Who: Les Amis, Charles Darnay, YOU
When: Christmas Day, at about two in the morning, after Midnight Mass
Where: Pavillion De La Reine, in the banquet room, in Paris
What: Christmas is a GO! Come join Les Amis
It was a difference from their last Christmas, for all of Les Amis De L'ABC, even those who had been made reincarnate in another world. For Enjolras, it seemed that hope had finally come back to his life, when he'd been lacking it for ages, for Combeferre and Courfeyrac, a chance to live again, for Feuilly, a chance at better things to come, for Bahorel, hope that his friends WOULD adjust, for Bossuet and Joly, better luck, and hope that Musichetta may someday find her way to them, for Jehan, the beauty of a new world.
Either way, it warranted celebration, and so here they were, gathered in the banquet room of one of the best hotels in Paris, old enough the building had been standing the first time they were alive, and waiting for their guests, any who wished it, to show up. Invitations had been issued weeks ago, and on the tables were spread a variety of foods. A turkey with chestnuts, lobster and oysters, other foods fit for feasting, Provence's thirteen deserts ( raisins, walnuts, figs, almonds, dates, plums, fruit that had been crystallized, especially some gorgeous citron, various sweets, including a yule log, callisons, Pompes à l'huile, sweet bread with olive oil and orange flower, creamy white and crunchy black nougat, which Courfeyrac was meant to stay away from, which never really happened at Christmastime, resulting in a Courfeyrac sugar induced insanity that would fuel him through New Years Eve, and of course, various other desserts that were not part of the traditional arrangement.
At the moment, the dinner was just about done cooking, with appetizers set out for everyone who had come in from the midnight mass, all eight of les amis who had come to this world and Charles Darnay for starters, but others were expected to slip in before things progressed too far. Anyone was welcome to attend, and if they did, they may well notice the bands around the fingers of Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac, who had made their proposals of the summer just that much more official by throwing rings and a wedding date, late spring, into the mix.
So, here they were, waiting and watching, as Christmas, just a few hours old began to dawn, and with it, the promises of a new year. If only someone would come join them now.
[OOC: Basically, Courf sent the invite to the entire network a while ago, so feel free, anyone who wants to, to chime in here! It's a massive Christmas party, and it should be awesome!]