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Logan Echolls (Veronica Mars) ([info]epicbadboy) wrote in [info]syncraticsd,
@ 2008-10-04 19:14:00

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Entry tags:logan echolls, mark grayson, myrene carnegie, severus snape, tesla spencer

Who: Syncratic Student Body
Where/When;  Friday night, ballroom at the San DIego Marriott
Why:  SHENANIGANS!
Warning:  See above.  It's anarchy, people!  Mass hysteria.
OOC:  So, let's probably play this the same way as Gus's party.  Start a thread, interact with others, spike the punch with rum, whatever.

Logan had debated going, knowing Tess would be there in that dress, sans bra, but the thought of his own private party later was enough to console him.  Plus, Casa Echolls was echoing with emptiness, there still being on sign of Lynn.  She'd been on binges before, so Logan was yet worried, but figured if the weekend passed with no sign of her, he'd call the sheriff.  Anything to get out of the house.  Besides, he had snagged a Capone-era suit, dark pinstripe, complete with fedora, which, he thought with a smirk, made him look GOOD.  

The Xterra was taken by the valet, and Logan made his way through the hotel lobby to the ballroom.  It was darkened, Prohibition era music blaring, and couples laughed and danced, having fun.  Logan made his way to the snack table, dumped the obligatory rum in the punch, and leaned back against the wall to watch the fun.



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Logan/Tess
[info]futureofficer
2008-10-05 12:39 pm UTC (link)
She had giggled at his comment about his reputation, glancing over when she heard the crash, watching as Mr. Stark yanked a struggling footballer off his smaller buddy who had clearly cracked the wrong joke. Tess shrugged at the question, arms moving to both were around his neck again, trying to turn his attention from that to her. "Bronson's harmless," She said softly, only half answering, which was a yes in itself to anyone that knew her.

"Don't worry about him." Stood on tiptoe to nuzzle her face into his neck. "Worry about your half drunk girlfriend whose dress is easily removable. She loves you, ya know, instant dress access."

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Logan/Tess
[info]epicbadboy
2008-10-05 09:16 pm UTC (link)
Logan caught Bronson's gaze a last time and smirked at him, then turned back to Tess. He dropped a quick kiss on her forehead, smoothed the hair away from her face. "He's forgotten," he said simply, moving one hand away from Tess's waist to lightly brush the bare skin on her side not covered by her dress. "Oh, definitely, this dress alone is proof that she loves me." He kissed her again, cupping her chin up. "You down with Sev? Ready to blow this place?"

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Logan/Tess
[info]futureofficer
2008-10-05 09:31 pm UTC (link)
Tess leaned into his touch, his kiss, nodded at his question, moving to kiss him deeply again, her mouth slow and warm, pliant over his and she grinned when he kissed back, moving back again. "Sev is good, he knows I'm leaving with you and I introduced him to a few girls while he's so. .relaxed. He should be fine."

Stepped back from him where they were dancing, reached to slide her hand into his.

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Logan/Tess
[info]epicbadboy
2008-10-06 06:04 pm UTC (link)
He led her out, threading cautiously through the other dancers, fingers twined together. There was another wolf whistle from Bronson's cheer section, but Logan ignored it. The two of them slipped out of the ballroom into a darkened hallway leading to the lobby, and Logan pulled Tess into his arms, taking her mouth again. She tasted of rum and punch, her arms around his neck, and Logan couldn't get close enough to her.

"Wait," he said breathlessly, grinned down at her. "I left my hat on the table. Be right back." He kissed her again, quick and teasing, then slipped back into the ballroom.

He came in unnoticed, worked his way quietly through the crowd toward Bronson. Mr. Stark was in a different area, talking to Pepper, and Logan kept one eye on him as he moved to Bronson. Bronson had his back to Logan, chewing out his friend he had wrestled with earlier, and didn't notice Logan until he turned at the touch on his shoulder. Logan decked him, knuckles going white hot with pain on Bronson's cheekbone. Bronson stumbled back into his friend, who immediately pushed him back into Logan's arms. Logan stumbled, thudded his fist into Bronson's side a few times, then let him drop to the ground.

A quick glance showed Mr. Stark and another chaperone coming toward them, and Logan beat it, moved quickly away as Bronson's friends, tired of his bullshit, swarmed over his still form. Logan quickly found his hat, then neatly slipped out the door just as he heard Mr. Stark call his name.

"Sorry," he said to Tess, still breathless. "You ready to go?"

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Logan/Tess
[info]futureofficer
2008-10-06 06:17 pm UTC (link)
Tess gave him an amused little smirk, having sat down in a chair in the hall, one leg crossed over the other as she waited. She stood when he returned, shaking her head. "Do you feel better now that you had your macho moment?" Slid her body flush to his again, pulling his mouth down to kiss him, body grinding against his as she did. "Really, baby, my libido was doing fine without you being all grrr sexy."

It wasn't like she was going to chew him out for taking care of the asshole, but she had been worried that he might get detained for getting into a fight. She chuckled softly, breaking from a series of teasing, deep kisses to stand apart from him again, her hand returning to his. "Yeah, I've been ready, hotshot, you're the one that needed the foreplay." A quick kiss to the back of his hand. "Well, at least he can use his honeymoon suite to recover before he goes to see his folks."

Tugged him in the direction of 'out', wherever that was, intent on getting out of there with him, if they even made it into his car and to the house without having to move into the back to blow off some of their hormones.

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