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Erik von Brandt 🔥 Roy Mustang (burningitout) wrote in thereincarnates,
@ 2015-11-24 21:59:00

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andy lang, david ryan, erik von brandt, finley melville, gabriele whistler, holly strange, mark scott, riley kingston, shae holloway, violet ward

Who: Erik von Brandt & OPEN
What: PARTY THREAD. If Erik has to turn thirty, he’s doing it with a bang.
Where: The Capitol Club, Los Angeles, CA
When: Forward dated to Wednesday, November 25; evening
Warnings: Let’s go with ‘expect anything’.

Erik wasn’t a complicated man.

Actually, that was a lie. Erik was a very complicated man, but he did a good job of pretending that he wasn’t. It helped that the superficial layer of rock star out looking for a good time wasn’t completely off base, even if it wasn’t all there was to him. For the night, though, it was the only part that mattered, because Erik had invited anyone who wanted to come to a party at the Capitol Club, and he was hoping that the turnout wouldn’t be disappointing. He was also hoping for at least some nice legs in short skirts, but hey, he’d live if he didn’t get everything he wanted for his birthday. Look, it didn’t hurt to ask, did it? He wasn’t forcing anyone into a miniskirt.

He might have pregamed a little before he’d headed to the club, but it had only been a few beers. Good, strong, German beer, but still just beer. Just enough to get him started before he stuck with whatever selection of beer the club itself might have had. Hey, he didn’t remember what a place had on tap, from visit to visit, especially if he hadn’t made it there in a while. It wasn’t long after the place had opened for the night that he walked in the door, grinning and ready to be the life of the party, as soon as anybody started showing up. His bandmates, of course, were expected to be there, because Erik would give them shit about it for a few months, until he came across something else to give them shit for, if they didn’t show up. You might think that wasn’t much, but Erik was pretty good at being a giant pain in the ass, if he really wanted to be. It was a gift.

Just to get the night kicked off on the right foot, Erik started off by buying a round for all of the early birds that were there with him, and raising his pint glass of dark ale to them all. “To thirty, the year where you’re supposed to magically be a real adult!” He didn’t stick around at the bar long, though. He had people to mingle with, and someone whose drinks he’d already promised to take care of for the night. Erik von Brandt was a man of his word.

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Re: Gabi/Riley

willyoutolerate
2015-12-08 04:46 pm UTC (link)

Riley probably could have gone to New York by now, what with the MTN being here and all. She could have gone a lot of places already, with that kind of opportunity there right in front of her, but she hadn't. Why? She wasn't sure. It's not like she liked Vegas all that much, it was just comfortable. She'd gotten comfortable there. It was just different enough from her hometown in the Chino Hills that she didn't feel suffocated, but just dirty and seedy enough that she still felt a little at home. Riley had been a creature of habit for a long time.

Not that she was opposed to going on adventures to new places. She'd gotten in the habit of doing that with Rhett, and those were always fun, but other then that? She hadn't done much exploring yet. She hadn't even gone to see Sherwood yet, and she and Robin both knew it was out there. She wasn't the first Robin Hood reincarnate in the last decade, there was already a lot of reincarnate history behind those woods, and that was maybe what was intimidating Riley just enough to stay away. Having a talent for stealing was probably the only thing she and Robin actually had in common, so in a lot of ways, Riley didn't exactly feel like she belonged there. She didn't even have a gang, much less a cause.

"I'd like that," Riley grinned, genuinely pleased with the offer. It was nice of Gabi, and Riley did like her. If she ever found herself in New York, that wasn't an offer she'd probably turn down. Besides, why shouldn't she take it? She really needed to start getting out more. "I've never been one for the tourist traps anyway. Vegas is full of them, and it's always the same people." Draining the rest of her drink, Riley swallowed it down and set the empty glass on the bar top. "What were your plans for tonight, beyond having some drinks at the bar?"

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Re: Gabi/Riley

redhoodie
2015-12-09 05:17 am UTC (link)

Normally? Gabi's plans would have been to get as fucked up as she could and then crash... wherever, with whoever would take pity on her and make sure that she got home in one piece. It had ended badly for her a few times, but mostly? Everyone she partied with knew who Gabriele Whistler was, and that her daddy had plenty of money to sue their asses off if they did any damage to his baby girl. They were usually smart enough to leave her alone, and there were enough people from the days before she'd started partying too hard that remembered enough of when she used to be fun, but not crazy, that they'd step up for her if it looked like someone was going to try to take advantage.

Here, though, Gabi didn't know anybody except the girl she'd just met at the bar, and as fun as Riley seemed, Gabi wasn't going to count on her to save her ass if she got too messed up before the end of the night. That meant that she was going to have to tone it down, a little, something that she'd at least developed enough self-control to do. She shrugged, tossed back the rest of her drink and put the glass back down on the bar. "I thought I might do some dancing." It was what you did at a club, when you weren't there just to hang out with someone, but you weren't there to get completely wasted, right?

"...maybe flirt a little, if I happen to bump into any cute guys worth my time." That would be a little more unlikely. Not as many guys were worth her time, anymore, now that she was a little older and a little wiser. Not by much, but enough that she realized that maybe hooking up with whoever paid attention to her wasn't the smartest way to go about having a good time. "What about you? Do you want to dance?" Dancing was more fun with a girl friend, anyway, someone to help chase off any creeps that might decide to get a little too handsy... without beating them up, of course.

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Re: Gabi/Riley

willyoutolerate
2015-12-09 11:59 pm UTC (link)

Riley had about the same priorities, as far as going out were concerned, though she was a lot more used to taking care of herself than relying on other people to do it for her. Riley could count the number of times she'd gotten out of control blitzed enough that she needed someone else to make sure she got home on one hand, it wasn't something she made a practice of, but she did still know how to have fun. Controlled fun was still fun in her book.

She also had an inflated sense of girls looking out for each other, and since it seemed like Gabi was alone here tonight, and Riley was positive she was underage, she couldn't very well not watch her back if no one else was going to. Besides, she did seem like somebody who knew how to have fun, and Riley was all about that life. It was one of the reasons she and Rhett had bonded so instantly in the first place, that was always high on the priority list for them. If Gabi was the same way, then they would most definitely get along. Riley had a good feeling about this one.

While she wasn't really trolling for any men that night, dancing sounded like an excellent idea. It was a club after all, and what else were you going to do when you'd had a few drinks and just wanted to move your body around for a little while. Riley leaned forward like she was about to tell Gabi some big secret, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Not only do I want to dance, but I made friends with the DJ earlier. He'll probably let us request some songs. You in?"

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Re: Gabi/Riley

redhoodie
2015-12-10 01:37 am UTC (link)

If Gabi really had one strength, aside from killer accessorizing, it seemed like it was finding exactly the right people to hang out with to get her good times on. Riley had befriended the DJ? Now that was a smart move, and one that Gabi could respect. After all, being able to persuade the DJ to play your jam could make your whole night. Sometimes, it was all about the right song at the right time.

"I am so in." Gabi slid her empty glass back across the bar to get it out of the way of whoever might want to grab it next, then started sliding away, holding her hand out to Riley to take. Sure, it was pretty friendly for a girl you'd literally just met, but how else were they supposed to make sure that they didn't get separated in the crowd? There was no missing the fact that Gabi was kind of tiny, and that meant getting lost in crowds a lot. Besides, the only thing that was more persuasive in getting a DJ to play your song than being a hot girl was being two hot girls.

Maybe she'd never actually see Riley again after that night was over. Gabi hoped that wasn't the case, especially if they ended up having as much fun as she thought they were going to have, but hey, sometimes the friends you made in the club weren't your friends anymore after the drinks were gone and the dancing was over. Whatever, they were still going to have the best time that night, Gabi was pretty sure they could make sure of that. "Let's go!"

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