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Line of Fire Mods (lineof_firemods) wrote in lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-01-15 12:05:00

Who EVERYONE!
What: Charity Event; Live Auction!
When: Starting @ 6pm
Where: Boston Harbor Hotel
Open? Yes!

The Boston Harbor Hotel had grown in reputation over the last few years, and had easily become a popular spot to host lavish parties, ones that looked out over the Boston Harbor. Another reputation the hotel had garnered for itself was its work with charity organizations. Parties generally coincided with reputable charities, and often joined with such establishments as the Boston Medical Center or the Police Department.

Tonight's event was celebrating the ten year anniversary of the hotel's first unveiling in Boston. The elite of the city were invited to dine and dance in the biggest ballroom the hotel had to offer. But in a town with rivaling mob families, it's only a matter of time before civility runs out.

[[ooc: auction will be announced later if that is indeed what y'all want to do!]]

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sergius
2008-01-15 11:45 pm UTC (link)

By the time 6:00PM had rolled around, Tristan was dressed and ready for another charity event at the Boston Harbor Hotel. The last had been certainly more fun and less trouble than he had expected - complete with a bachelor auction where he managed to earn maybe $200 through alongside his own contributions from the winery. This year, no exception - check already written out and turned over to the hotel. No matter the prodominantly Irish support, that wouldn't stop him from conducting business with the establishment or taking the opportunity to have a good time.

Stepping through the doors and eventually to the rooms designated for the event, Tristan glanced around to already pinpoint those he could easily hold a conversation with and those he would've really rather ignored and kept a good arm's length away if he could help it. Surely there would be plenty of people attending; a few Marinos and no doubt a number of Connellys. Should be one hell of an evening. He thought to himself, standing aside to casually converse with some of the event staff until something - someone - more interesting caught his attention.

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carlykins
2008-01-16 01:04 am UTC (link)

Since Carly had spent most of her time working, it was a subtle and much needed change to go out for the evening. The Boston Harbor Hotel definitely knew how to host events, so why not take the opportunity to mingle and have some fun. It was well deserved, after the long weeks she had been spending with her face in law books. Her long blonde hair was curled at the ends, and resting on her shoulders. She was draped in a white strapless dress that fell just short of her toes, and white heels to match. Silver clutch in her hand, she stepped her way through the doors, and in to the crowded room.

Her eyes quickly glanced the room to find a familiar face. Keeping a steady pace, she took a glass of champagne as the tray and server passed her. Clearing her throat, she rested her back against the bar while searching for someone she knew, or maybe just someone to chit chat too. It didn't take her long to notice the tall, brown haired familiar man in the distance. Smirking, she headed his direction, standing beside him. He looked just as charming as she remembered, since it had been some time since their last encounter. "Long time no see Tristan.." she spoke softly, smiling up at him.

	sergius 2008-01-20 08:02 am UTC (link)
	He tried not to think of things as lucky or not, but he was sure he had a little to go relatively unharmed in the bank exposion and keep buisness up to par at least. Lucky in life, not so lucky in love. He could manage. "Of course not. Might as well have fun while you can." Tristan replied, setting the now empty glass on a tray as a server passed by. (Reply to this) (Parent)