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Prince Victor Ambrose Rose (immortalruin) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2011-12-02 16:55:00

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Party Like a Rockstar
Who: Everyone!
What: Penthouse Party!!
Where: P1 and P2
When: Friday night
Notes: The invite was sent to everyone.

Why he had agreed to host the party in both penthouses, Michael didn't know. Certainly one penthouse would've been large enough to host everyone, but this way everyone would be comfortable. Most of the liquor was in Michael's apartment, and a sign on his open door said exactly this. As promised he had just about every type of liquor he could think of, and top shelf brands too. However, no party was complete without a wide selection of flavored vodkas, so there was whipped cream, cotton candy, and various fun flavored vodkas as well as every important mixer. If it was one thing Michael knew, it was alcohol.

His penthouse was predictably decorated, with his favorite movie posters framed on the walls. There was Casablanca, Gone with the Wind, The Birds, Susperia, and of course The Godfather in various places and rooms in the penthouse. For a man's apartment, it was actually very well decorated and it looked like a staged apartment you see on one of those do it yourself television shows, even if it was decorated with movie memorabilia and darker colors. Michael hoped, as he popped a few tums, that this would be a night to remember. He only hoped people showed up.

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godsinthewater
2011-12-05 08:55 am UTC (link)

Activity swarmed, and Alexander was more or less pleased as punch. Per usual, it had taken a drink or two to calm his nerves (charming was his forte; enclosed, crowded spaces not so much until the liquor flowed freely). The hot shower helped, too, and the classical music playing softly in the background. His apartment suited him well enough, a clean expanse of wood floors, subtle, elegant furniture, and more books than he could ever possibly count (he'd hired someone else to catalog them, after all) lining endless shelves across the walls. But the door had been left open for all to enter as they wished, offering something of a quiet in the joyous storm.

A fondness for fine suits dictated a four-piece this evening, though the jacket had been left draped over the back of a chair. Black Armani; could there ever be anything else? Scruffing his beard lightly, he glanced up just in time to see a face in his doorway, and blasted an eager, white smile at the semi-stranger.

"Well, hello there. May I offer you a drink? I seem to have all the wine; Michael's got more ... exciting offerings, however, if you're interested."

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tuathadedanann
2011-12-05 01:42 pm UTC (link)

Something about the smile was immediately infectious and Jenny could already feel a warm smile of her own spreading over her face. She took in the slick suit before he spoke, already guessing that he was probably Alexander before he confirmed her suspicion. She brushed a rogue strand of hair behind her ear and nodded, glancing briefly at the wine lined up on the simple, stylish table.

"Hi, wine would be lovely. As much as Michael may have more 'exciting' things, I think I should probably start off slowly. Wouldn't do to make a fool of myself before I really know anybody. I'm Jennifer Gordon, if you hadn't guessed." She held out a hand, the formal gesture just seemed to fit with the fancy penthouse apartment and expensive suit.

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godsinthewater
2011-12-05 02:17 pm UTC (link)

"I never make guesses. Too much room for error." But he smiled a bit wider, and shook her hand firmly. "What's your poison, love?" New York bred, but too many years of extensive travel as a child had left a certain unidentifiable affectation in his accent. "I've a lovely Pinot Noir, if you enjoy the reds. And there's always coffee, of course." Even if he did have many other offerings, he was rather taken by the sweet smile in her youthful face. His greatest vice.

Ushering her inside, enjoying taking in the view of her passing figure, he adjusted his vest and gestured to the sprawling apartment before them. "Make yourself comfortable. And if I haven't already said so, it's a true pleasure to meet you."

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tuathadedanann
2011-12-05 02:35 pm UTC (link)

She couldn't help but glance around as she entered, taking in the people and the furnishings in a few, barely subtle sweeps. It was nice, much less extravagant than Jennifer had expected, but very nice. She glanced back at Alexander as he made his gesture and smiled again, ever so slightly impishly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Alexander, it's a nice place you've got here." Her Scottish lilt is even more evident in her 'r's. She selects a sofa that's not to surrounded by people but not too far away from a couple of groups, lest she become isolated when Alexander attended to some of his other guests. "Pinot Noir will do nicely, I'm afraid I'm not much of a connoisseur, but I know I like red."

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