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Alyssa Hamilton is Heaven's soldier. (four_leaves) wrote in valarlogs,
@ 2013-03-27 20:32:00

Entry tags:

alyssa hamilton, ariadne (the architect), bahorel, betty ross, edi, eowyn, james bond (007), jeff 'joker' moraeu, marian hawke, marie louise de savoy, pinkie pie, serafina pekkala, thea queen, usagi tsukino (sailor moon), wilee, yolande de polignac

Who: Anyone who wants to come!
What: EVERYBODY DANCE NOW
When: Wednesday night
Where: Heat Ultra in Anaheim
Rating: TBA
Status: In Progress! Individual threads just go nuts with since group threads are nearly impossible. Just have fun with it!

Alyssa was waiting outside the nightclub in her favorite club clothes, a pair of blue hot pants and a red and white striped halter top. She was texting a few people directions, waiting for someone from her party of many to show up.

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triednotto
2013-03-28 02:03 am UTC (link)

Ariadne was just beside herself. Arthur had been out of town on business for awhile, and he wasn't really a nightclub sort of guy anyway. It was something she was looking forward to more than she would have expected; reminded her of her undergrad years.

She was only wearing black pants and a slinky top, but it was still a far cry from the typical sweaters and suits of work. For a split second, Ariadne felt more like the 25 she was instead of the 40something she tended to put on at work.

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youzipit
2013-03-28 02:06 am UTC (link)

Going out and dancing wasn't something Betty Ross tended to do. That was impulsive and spontaneous and not at all part of her systematic approach to research or her life. Bruce might not vocalize it, but routine was very welcome in light of 'the other guy'.

So a little impulsive night on the town while he and Tony did something related to Science! was, if you asked her, just what Dr. Ross had ordered.

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	alwaysbechosen 2013-03-28 02:10 am UTC (link)
	Eowyn had spent the day eating awhole lotta cake and frankly needed some downtime. And by 'downtime' it was more 'exercise' since ooof. Cake. "Text Pepper," she told Betty over the din of the music. "She needs to get out a little more often too! (Reply to this) (Parent)

shakenotstir
2013-03-28 02:13 am UTC (link)

It had been downright precious that the boyfriend of whatever girl who had decided to put on this little impromptu party had 'warned without warning' James off of his ladyfriend.

The girl was clearly far, far too young for him, and frankly as he got older Bond had less of a desire to go after attached women. Too messy. And he didn't care to over complicate his own situation at home if he could help it.

But a night surrounded by beautiful women and decent drinks was welcome at this point, as a great deal had been required of him at late. MI6 had warned him that the OC was a hotbed of bizarre activity, and they certainly had not been kidding.

Rest and relaxation were always in order. On his own terms.

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four_leaves
2013-03-28 02:18 am UTC (link)

He'd probably been warned off because the last man Alyssa had slept with had been James' age. Alyssa saw him arrive and grinned, detatching herself from the situation for a moment to walk up to him. Her heels made her seem a little less petite than her 5'3", and she grinned, hands on her hips as she walked over.

"If it isn't our bodyguard. Thanks for coming." Alyssa's accent was from James' backyard, pure Chelsea posh. "Alyssa Hamilton," she smiled, sticking out a hand.

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	shakenotstir 2013-03-28 02:23 am UTC (link)
	"Bodyguard, I rather like that title," James replied, sliding back into that tone just as easily, smiling at Alyssa as he gave a chaste kiss to the back of her knuckles before letting go to order a scotch. Martinis in a club were déclassé. "Happy to be of service, ladies." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	four_leaves 2013-03-28 02:33 am UTC (link)
	Alyssa's mum had actually gotten her the fake ID, and she was using it to keep a steady stream of vodka and Red Bull in her system. It wasn't gin, but it'd do. "I bet your services would be fantastic," she murmured, half under her breath, all teasing. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justoneweek 2013-03-28 02:20 am UTC (link)
	What a goddamned week. And it was Wednesday. Merrill was safe and sound, everyone seemed to be happy and it was likely reasonable to assume that never again in her life would Marian be subjected to someone eating a raw fish. She could hope. Right now, she wanted to dance, possibly for hours coupled with drink and shiny lights. It wasn't too much to ask for, was it? (Reply to this)

	theprudeone 2013-03-28 03:36 am UTC (link)
	Marie Louise got Yolande's text and shot back a quick one, assuring she'd be there, before finding her way to the club. Her outfit wouldn't usually be considered typical club attire... Then again, this was Marie Louise we're talking about. As soon as she spotted her friend she waved and made her way over. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ultramonarchist 2013-03-28 03:37 am UTC (link)
	Yolande smiled in a way that was equal parts fond and exasperated at her friend because seriously. She kissed each of Marie Louise's cheeks, then stepped back and shook her head. "Some day, darling. Some day I'm getting you in proper club attire. But I can see that day is not today. Want a drink?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theprudeone 2013-03-28 03:41 am UTC (link)
	"You'll have to take me out and play dress up to do that," Marie laughed as she returned those cheek kisses. Her hands had grabbed Yolande's and she gave them a squeeze before she smiled. "Yes please, I could really use one right now." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)