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Tweak says, "You Have A Little Beard"

Line of Fire Mods (lineof_firemods) wrote in lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-03-08 20:34:00

Who: Everyone at the Party
What: Black Tie Ball; BLACKOUT
Where: Shangri-La Hotel on an off-coast Island
When: MARCH 10; 10:15 pm
Rating: TBD
Open? to EVERYONE!

Thunder rolled closer outside, seeming to shake the windows with each crack that reverberated through the sky. Flashes of lightning now accompanied the booming thunder, illuminating the dark water and rain outside every few minutes. While all guests and workers had been securely tucked inside, the storm continued to rage outside.

Flickering lights again, the band began another upbeat song. Right at the crescendo, the lights went to black. Cries of surprise and fear seemed to echo through the big room. Candles illuminated along the walls provided some light, but considerably more so than the guests were used to.

Once again, the host of the evening stumbled his way up onto the stage, calling out loudly enough for the crowd of guests to hear him.

"It seems we've lost our power...um, nobody panic. It's perfectly normal during a storm of this magnitude, I assure you that we're all safe and sound here, so just try to stay calm, and hopefully the power will come back up when the storm lets up. In the meantime, I'll be collecting a small group to go and look for flashlights and lanterns, so please come toward the stage if you'd like to volunteer for that. Again, this is perfectly normal, please try and stay calm."

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I am taking this thread's virginity. CLAIRE; in the lobby OPEN

diagnosisclaire
2008-03-10 01:55 am UTC (link)

What with her clientèle, coupled with her husband's loyalty to the force, Claire hadn't been entirely surprised when their invitation came in the mail, though that didn't mean she was any less ecstatic to get to go to the elite party. She had prepared for weeks before, as was her nature to over think things and prepare for every possible outcome. She had tried on several dresses the first week, not one of them seeming just right until she found the one that she would have paid twice the amount she'd found it for. Hiring the usual sitter for Cameron, she had insisted on being only slightly fashionably late. No use in milking it.

For as prepared as she had been for the party itself, she had thought very little of the weather, and there was clearly no way she'd be able to foresee the storm. Excusing herself from the party, she stepped out into the lobby to call Alice, the young woman left in charge with Cameron. She managed cell reception long enough to tell her that they were stranded here, but to just lock the doors and ride out the storm. Her cell cut out just minutes before the lights went out, leaving her in the lobby in the dark, only the flickering of candles along the walls to light the large room. "Well, that's bloody fantastic." She grumbled, trying to let her eyes adjust to the light.

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And apparently we're ganging up on it now.

lesmilton
2008-03-10 03:33 am UTC (link)

Les, generally, hated parties of this nature. Any party that required him to wear a tux was pretty low on his list of things he wanted to do. It always meant that he was going to be surrounded by people who were uppity and would no doubt look down on him if his occupation came to light. Still, Claire seemed excited about it, so he figured he'd suck it up and attend for her sake.

The party was indeed lavish, to say the least. Strange foods he'd never seen before coupled with fancier versions of normal foods. The men were flawlessly dressed in their fanciest tuxes and the women were as equally flawless, some adored with enough jewels to fill a store of their own. He couldn't help but feel a little inferior, but was lucky enough to strike up a conversation with a lawyer who was actually interesting. And then...the lights had gone out.

He glanced around when the lights went out for a final time, his brow furrowing. This was just what he wanted. To get stuck on an island with a bunch of snobby richies. He heard the request for volunteers to help round up flashlights and such and was about to volunteer himself when he realized that Claire hadn't made it back yet. She'd gone to use the phone just before the lights had gone out. So, making his way through the near-panicked mass of people, he managed to find the door she'd disappeared through moments earlier. He carefully stepped out, all but running into someone in the dark. "Sorry," he mumbled, waiting for his own eyes to adjust.

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oh those meddling miltons!

diagnosisclaire
2008-03-10 08:28 am UTC (link)

Claire tried to stay rational and calm as she stood in the dark, glancing around as she saw small flashes of lighter colored dresses and white peeking out through black in the dark. She remembered a few other people being in the lobby, but now they all seemed to be ghost-like shadows. Claire had never been afraid of the dark, even as a child, but still, there was something about being very much alone in a place she did not know that felt the slightest bit unnerving.

She was in this frame of mind when someone bumped into her, causing her to jump a little and clutch her chest. She let out a flutter of a laugh when she recognized Les' voice, shaking her head a little as she turned toward him. "Jesus, you scared me." She said, squinting as if that would allow her eyes to adjust a little better. The candle light caught the shadows of his face, and she easily smoothed her hands against his chest. "Cameron's just fine, Alice said he's sleeping like a rock all through the thunder." She was relieved that their son wasn't terrified through the storm, and just hoped he wouldn't wake up and get scared.

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Re: oh those meddling miltons!

lesmilton
2008-03-14 12:03 am UTC (link)

The dark had never bothered Les. He actually had pretty good nighttime vision, as compared to some. But still, to be tossed into it suddenly among a group of strange people? Yeah, it was a little disconcerting. He'd rather have gotten stuck in the dark at home with his wife and kid. Well, he had half of that here, as he soon found when he heard her voice.

He put an arm around her as she spoke, nodding when she mentioned Carmeron. "Good. I don't think he ever got the hang of storms, so it'll be good for him to just sleep through it." He glanced around. "So, do we know what's going on now?"

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diagnosisclaire
2008-03-14 07:40 am UTC (link)

Claire leaned her chin against his shoulder, her eyes open in an attempt to catch the flicker of light from the candles that would then expand so she could actually see shapes in the black. She felt comforted with his arm around her, not at all as concerned as she had been when the storm had hit. Why on earth anyone insisted on this party happening even with the storm warnings was beyond her, and yet, she had come, so there was little she could say on the matter.

"Mm, and this one isn't kidding around, either." She didn't like the thought of being so far away from home, and even though their sitter had assured her everything was fine, the 'momma lion' instinct in her just wanted to hold her boy and make sure he wasn't scared. Glancing around the room, she sighed a bit and ran her fingers down his arm to take his hand in hers. "I'm not sure, I think everyone is just trying not to panic at this point. I suppose we'll just have to wait out the storm."

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