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Tweak says, "You love him, don't you?"

ᴀᴍʙᴇʀ ᴍᴄᴄᴀʟʟ (caalypso) wrote in commandhq,
@ 2018-06-08 16:47:00

Entry tags:

aaron sandoval, alika dixon, amber mccall, carly cassidy, chloe deacon, gabe eldridge, goldie keen, grey street, henry hughes, jade hensley, jamie rowan, jason winter, jonathan ryland, jp allen, kathryn dalley, kelly deacon, kyra lawson, marigold martin, noah anderson, p: lindsey, p: mena, p: mj, p: roxi, raven pereira, simon fitch, stephanie mendoza, summer fitch, susan wright, warren lewis, waverley rowan, will mccall, ~alex montega, ~francis taylor, ~josiah taylor, ~lovelie davis, ~valentine johnson, ~xavier chambers

WHO Everyone
WHAT Post-death, post-trauma, post-excitement party to blow off some steam for everyone on the base
WHEN Forward-dated to Saturday June 16th (night)
WHERE Leisure rooms, etc (if people wander off).
RATING Please mark your threads if they start to veer into mature territory

In the wake of the tragedies at Limbo, the party had seemed extremely trivial – maybe even a little inappropriate. But since everything had already been ordered, and people seemed to need something to cheer them up now more than ever, Amber and Chloe had forged ahead, and spent the entire Saturday decorating, preparing, baking, and arranging. By the time they were done with the leisure rooms, they were decked out with multi-coloured lights and cheeky neon signage, tables overflowing with snacks, baked goods, soda and water bottles, tubs full of ice that were brimming with all kinds of liquor, and speakers blasting decidedly very upbeat music meant to inspire fellow residents to shake off their troubles (if possible) and dance.

C1 (the entertainment room) skewed blue and purple. The gaming consoles were left hooked up, in case anyone wanted to get into some drunk Mario Kart battles in-between all the massive amounts of tasty snacks set up around the room. C2 (the movie theatre) had films set up for the entire night and a table full of beer and coolers prepared inside -- people would be able to happily enjoy Animal House, The Hangover, 21 Jump Street, Wedding Crashers, Oldschool and Superbad into the wee hours of the morning. C3 (the old fashioned game room) leaned towards a red motif -- all kinds of low lighting and much gentler music to allow people to talk and enjoy mellower company. And, of course, there remained plenty of floor space in case anyone decided to break out Twister. C4 (activity suite) was transformed into the closest thing to a club they could manage within their means and had the most impressive speaker system, leaving plenty of room for people to dance. C5 (the laser tag room) was decked out for karaoke -- assuring that anyone who wanted to embarrass themselves in public absolutely could, all with the benefit of some beautiful, bright yellow spotlights.

[OOC: this is posted ahead to give you more time to play the event out before it passes in real time. Everyone who lives, works, etc. at the facility would be able to stop into this thing at any point. Have fun!]

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C4 | Kyra + Open

laawson
2018-06-09 01:32 pm UTC (link)

All the cute little stories about floors being reduced to Elsa’s ice kingdom and Duplicate Boy getting tied up by a resident nutjob had been thrown into glaring clarity by recent events. Now that straight up death was a possibility in their cozy little prison, Kyra found the whole Regiment set up much less precious than she once did. Not only were these people fucking around with powers and abilities they had no real understanding of, they were leaving them all in a very volatile powder keg which could, at any time, blow up again.

But they were only Supers, so who really cared?

Clearly, this was the ideal time for a party.

Kyra had been drinking hard from the word go and with wild abandon. How many times did they get to party like the world was ending? Not nearly enough. She intended to milk it for all it was worth and get every bit of enjoyment she possibly could.

She’d lost Waverley somewhere in the karaoke room before she slipped into this low-rent little nightclub the girls had set up. At least the aesthetics coupled with the booze made it a whole lot easier to pretend that it actually was a club, even if the music playing was some late aughts nonsense that probably shouldn’t have been played in public ever again.

After dancing for the better part of an hour, Kyra eventually strutted over to the little makeshift “bar” they’d set up. There was no one manning it, a pure do-it-yourself venue, but Kyra happily stepped behind and began pouring several of the bottles together into one glass – she could happily play bartender for a hot sec.

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C4 | Kyra + Xavier

onichrome
2018-06-09 06:57 pm UTC (link)

Limbo had for the last few months been doing its very own version of reality television where most of the "dramatic" scenes were faked for big effect. It wasn't that Xavier watched that sort of television but somebody he worked with enjoyed them immensely and had found a way of bootlegging a lot of the American shows and insisted on sharing. Sufficed to say there really wasn't a lot in this world that could surprise Xavier.

Death was an inevitable fate that waited for them all at any given second so whilst he understood the grieving process he knew that it would certainly not be the last time it would happen. Not here, not in their circumstances, but he supposed he could appreciate that the "safety" of the facility was the one place you didn't expect to face down the barrel of death's gun, trigger cocked.

He like Kyra had made his way over to what passed for a bar and watched as the young woman who had gotten there ahead of him helped herself to a number of different alcohols and was pouring them into one glass.

"That should make for an interesting cocktail," he shared as he regarded her with his dark eyes.

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C4 | Kyra + Xavier

laawson
2018-06-10 03:11 pm UTC (link)

Kyra noticed the guy approaching out of the corner of her eye but didn’t acknowledge him until he was standing by the faux-bar. She continued pouring little bits of this-and-that into her glass, not going for anything other than strong with her cocktail concoction. With a chuckle, she finally looked up at the dark-haired, dark-eyed Xavier.

“That’s the idea,” she waggled her eyebrows.

Once the glass was filled almost to the brim, Kyra put the rye aside and slid her Frankenstein-drink across the counter to the other Super. “Why don’t you give it a try? Give me some critical feedback. Be harsh – I can take it. I need to compete with my friend and her mad bartending abilities, and throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks seems like a good way to get my feet wet.”

Leaning against the bar with her elbow, Kyra propped her chin against her knuckles and gave Xavier her best doe-eyes. “I’d really appreciate it.”

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C4 | Kyra + Xavier

onichrome
2018-06-11 07:21 pm UTC (link)

Generally speaking Xavier was fairly hard to get drunk. Not that he did drunk. He did something approaching drunk but never actually drunk. Besides sake was and could be lethal if you didn't pay it close attention and it paid to keep your wits about you.

He caught the drink in the palm of his hand and lifted it to regard it, there was no colour as there never was unless somebody decided to lie so honestly he didn't know what shade the liquid no was.

"I'm probably as good a guinea pig as any," he replied evenly before he tipped the glass to his lips and swallowed.

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C4 | Kyra + Xavier

laawson
2018-06-11 09:17 pm UTC (link)

Kyra was quite obviously pleased when he went right ahead and raised the glass to his lips – not even taking a moment to protest or bemoan the potential lack of quality or intense potency. He just went right for it. Now this was the kind of guy to party with. Down for whatever and a through-and-through daredevil.

Not that drinking a mystery drink from Kyra was especially daring. Well, not tonight, anyway.

She wasn’t trying to rob him, after all.

Hand perched on her hip, she tilted her head to the side as she waited for some response – a mmm, coughing, insta-vomit, anything. “So? Thoughts? Critiques? Praise?”

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	C4 \| Kyra + Xavier onichrome 2018-06-12 08:46 pm UTC (link)
	With the glass now emptied Xavier hissed out a slow breath before settling the glass back on the counter, a tip of his head given to regard the glass until that gaze traveled back up to the would be bartender. "Could be stronger," he admitted. "Though the after burn is enjoyable and it has a lot of flavour." Xavier extended a hand. "Xavier." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

C4 | Kyra + Xavier

laawson
2018-06-13 09:04 pm UTC (link)

Could be stronger.

“Oh!” She laughed, impressed by the sly shade thrown at her cocktail. “Well challenge accepted, Xavier!” Since he’d given her his hand to shake, Kyra took it and shook vigorously – a little too tipsy to care about taking it easy. “Kyra.”

After she slipped her hand out of his, she took his glass back and picked up an assortment of other bottles to mix another cocktail. Some rum, vodka, triple sec, and tequila – if she’d added gin and soda she may as well have been mixing a damn Long Island Iced tea, but hopefully this would be a little more volatile.

Stepping around the bar, Kyra held the glass up to him with a smirk on her face. “Alright, Xavier. Give this one a go.”

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C4 | Kyra + Xavier

onichrome
2018-06-16 04:58 pm UTC (link)

Xavier arched an eyebrow at her rather vigorous handshake but then this was America after all where everything was a little different from Japan and he'd been living in Japan for so long that he considered himself more Japanese than American.

He turned his head to watch a giggling couple pass by and heard one mutter about how the other person was the hottest person in the room and sure enough she lit up like a Christmas tree. Xavier would never understand that, lying for the sake of lying, it made very little sense to him.

Of course by the time his attention turned back to the bar Kyra was now stood beside him with glass in her head. "Alright," he said with a wry smirk as he took the glass and knocked the alcohol back. This one definitely had more of a kick and this was apparent by how Xavier tipped his head to regard the now empty glass. "That's definitely more like it."

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C4 | Kyra + Xavier

laawson
2018-06-18 12:52 am UTC (link)

There was a wince. She could have sworn she saw it! Either way, Kyra was rather proud. With a slight toss of her dark hair, the thief smirked as she retrieved the glass back from him and began pouring the same (or relatively the same) mix in his emptied glass, as well as a second.

She might as well enjoy it, too.

“Maybe I missed my true calling after all,” she remarked as she slid him yet another, filled-to-the-top, cocktail. “Although my friend could, and probably would if she was here, put me right to fucking shame. Oh well. I’ll enjoy the glory while I can, right Xavier?”

Kyra held her glass up in a cheers – then downed a good gulp of it.

Yup. She winced. That was strong.

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