Dude (pyro_madness) wrote in chaosunraveled, @ 2008-06-01 23:03:00 |
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Current location: | Asgard Ballroom |
Current mood: | awake |
Entry tags: | alessa, alice, blythe, dorian, eileen, finished thread, frank, glitch, henry, jazz, kain, l, metatron, midvalley, mitchell, rating: pg-13, setting: asgard, setting: ballroom within asgard, will |
Party like there's no tomorrow
Who: Mitchell, Dorian, the Asgardians, and a handful of Niflheimers
Where: Asgard’s ballroom
When: June 2, Monday, afternoon
Rating: PG-13 for safety (R-rated material will have to go in new threads)
Warnings: Probably some language, and awkward moments on the dance floor
Status: In Progress! Will be open for as long as it takes for players to have plenty of interaction.
Summary: Inspired by their time together in the ballroom, Mitchell and Dorian throw a party for Asgard and a few of the “nicer” members of Niflheim.
Balloons of every color filled a part of the ballroom floor, and about two-dozen floated around on the ceiling. A long table of food and refreshments lined the wall below a banner that said “ASGARD” in brightly colored letters, drawn with crayons. A party music mix played over the speakers, not too loudly yet. The lights were somewhat dim so that the huge, golden chandelier in the center could glimmer in all its glory.
Mitch stood by the entertainment system, surveying what he had helped to put together. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed and expression satisfied. ‘Not bad,’ he thought. His clothing was causal – black jeans, and a black and white shirt with fiery designs.
If it weren’t for Dorian, Mitchell would never have thought to throw Asgard a party. It wasn’t something he’d have done on his own, and definitely not something he would have done back “home.” His life back there hadn’t always been miserable 24/7, but parties were very few and far between things for him.
He worried briefly if this party was taking place too soon after a few… rather nasty incidents. Maybe they shouldn’t have invited any Niflheimers at all, and just had Asgard come together. (He hadn’t had the heart to dissuade Dorian at the time, and well, the ones they had invited hadn’t done anything to anyone as far as they knew…) What if the others decided to crash? Metatron promised nothing could happen within Asgard, but you never knew when the unexpected decided to show up anyway.
Instead of letting himself think about it, which would have set off his temper, the redhead walked over to grab a cup of ginger ale. There were a ton of other drinks to choose from, but Mitch liked how ginger ale tasted, and had ever since he was a kid. The sugar wouldn’t calm him down, but he was trying to be carefree.
Hopefully, everyone would have a relaxing, FUN time…
And Mitch silently damned anyone who tried to ruin it.