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maskormenacelogs2017-12-18 09:34 pm
flightforfreedom) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-12-18 09:34 pm
Entry tags:
- finn | fn-2187,
- jonathan walsh | snake man,
- leia organa | huttslayer,
- poe dameron | black leader,
- tina belcher | n/a,
- † beth greene | anthem,
- † han solo | n/a,
- † jesse pinkman | diesel,
- † k-2so | n/a,
- † kanan jarrus | spectre 1,
- † lando calrissian | n/a,
- † maxwell trevelyan | inquisitor,
- † owain | odin dark,
- † peter maximoff | quicksilver,
- † skeets | n/a,
- † tate langdon | the rubber man
semi-open: resistance and friends christmas party
WHO: Poe, Beth, Finn and friends! OPEN to Friendly CR for any of those three - but also possibly random walk ins from the Nonah Government Housing. Just send me a pp if you're interested but don't know if you would be welcome!
WHERE: Nonah 005
WHEN: December 24th, Evening - Christmas Eve
WHAT: The Big Christmas / Life Day Party
WARNINGS: drinking, shenanigans, ??? mistletoe. keep it pg-13 people - take your hookups to your inboxes. but. feel free to link me. if you want.
It's Christmas Eve, and there is a party going down.
Friends of Poe, Beth or Finn will have received the following note, either in person or over the network:
Friends of the Resistance:
You are invited for an evening's worth of Christmas and Life Day festivities. Feel free to bring food, but we promise that there will be plenty.
The place and time, Nonah 005, Christmas Eve, 6 pm are also included. Friends of Finn's have an instruction on their card not to tell him - the party is a surprise.
There is also a lot of mistletoe- each one coming with a sign about the tradition, with a note at the bottom in dark letters to be respectful.
There is a huge tree with presents - some just for Poe and Finn and Beth the next day but there seem to be at least one small one for everyone at the party.
WHERE: Nonah 005
WHEN: December 24th, Evening - Christmas Eve
WHAT: The Big Christmas / Life Day Party
WARNINGS: drinking, shenanigans, ??? mistletoe. keep it pg-13 people - take your hookups to your inboxes. but. feel free to link me. if you want.
It's Christmas Eve, and there is a party going down.
Friends of Poe, Beth or Finn will have received the following note, either in person or over the network:
Friends of the Resistance:
You are invited for an evening's worth of Christmas and Life Day festivities. Feel free to bring food, but we promise that there will be plenty.
The place and time, Nonah 005, Christmas Eve, 6 pm are also included. Friends of Finn's have an instruction on their card not to tell him - the party is a surprise.
There is also a lot of mistletoe- each one coming with a sign about the tradition, with a note at the bottom in dark letters to be respectful.
There is a huge tree with presents - some just for Poe and Finn and Beth the next day but there seem to be at least one small one for everyone at the party.
Poe and Beth take turns answering the door, and while guests may had to slip past the paparazzi on the street, any that have snuck closer to the house have been firmly escorted out. The music is a strange mix of Christmas carols and electro swing, at least until someone wants to start messing with the playlist. At some point in the night, a karaoke machine is brought out, though some singers might prefer just the piano to accompany them. There's also a whole selection of board games available, though they are a slightly eclectic mix.
The party keeps going for a while - but around 3 am Poe will start gathering up any stragglers and either giving them a flight home, or plant them in one of the spare bedrooms to sleep it off.
odin | ota
ii. playlist - with peter maximoff
iii. mistletoe
iv. breather
x. wildcard
4 Hey girl hey
On such an occasion, he's in the garden, crouched among the plants. He reaches out and gently touches a leaf, then the soil. He rubs it between his fingers thoughtfully, then slowly rises to sand, turning back toward the house.... And his eyebrows lift in surprise, not realizing he'd gathered an audience.
He offers a friendly smile (glad, again, that most of the damage done by the Anchor had dissipated, leaving his skin normal - as normal as he got anymore) and takes a breath to speak, but stops politely when the man beats him to the punch. He nods instead, smile shifting understandingly.]
It's been quite the night.
HEY GWORL
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Kay has been straight up, unrelentingly staring at him since he stepped into the house. It's been going on for fifteen minutes and twenty three seconds straight. One might write off the staring for the first five minutes- most people would get bored after that, but no. He's watched Odin for a quarter of an hour now, every time he spilled food on himself, every awkward thing he's said, every little magic trick.]
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He'd seen the thing with Peter.
The flush of jealousy had been instant, but the flush of guilt had been worse. So he'd just redirected himself and avoided the hell out of them, while they'd been making out in his house. But when he spotted Odin outside-- out he came, blanket in tow, to lay it on Odin without a word.
Then he sat down beside him, beer bottle in hand, and took a long drink.]
Yeah. I'm pretty damn tired too.
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beth greene | the walking dead | ota
Answering the door is kind of exciting--she never knows who she's going to get or whether she's likely to know them. Sure, she invited friends, but she's only been here a few weeks, and Nonah isn't exactly crawling with people from home. Most of the people here are Finn and Poe's friends first, and that's fine; it's more people to get to know.
Whether it's someone she knows or someone she doesn't, she's all smiles, coming to the door in a lacy red dress and a braided ponytail...thing. For friends, especially people like Jesse or Justine, she has hugs. For everyone else, it's a bright, "Hi! I'm Beth--come in, come in."
From there, she might show you around, offer to take your coat, or ask you how you've been. All kinds of options.
[dogs!]
Okay, dog! A very specific dog, a brown lab named Polly that Beth got for Christmas. The party's a little much for a puppy, but Beth can't resist letting her come out and meet guests.
So if you'd like to do a meet-and-greet with a soft, warm bundle of fur, or if you're allergic to dogs, or terrified of them--whatever, here's a puppy. One that's pretty well-behaved, though she might bark a little when things start getting noisy. Then she'll probably be going back in the bedroom.
And eventually, Beth'll have to ask the inevitable question: "Can I borrow your coat? I need to take her outside." And it's cold out there, dang it.
[mistletoe!]
She's been kind of avoiding it, where she can. It might be a Christmas tradition, but it's nothing she wants to deal with, kissing people she doesn't really want to kiss.
If someone ends up under the mistletoe with her, she'll give an awkward little smile. "Oh--sorry, I'm not playing."
[karaoke!]
Oh, like you thought Beth wasn't going to do karaoke. She's all over that idea, clapping for others and encouraging anyone who's not sure they want to try. "It's really fun, I promise."
Of course, most of the songs available are...fun, sure, but not what she loves best to sing. After studying the options, she decides to break the rules just a little bit.
"Wait here--I'll be right back." And, running back to her room, she fetches her guitar. "Okay. Watch this."
She's just strumming, nothing too fancy, but then she opens her mouth. And that's when the illusions start.
[drowsiness!]
Beth's not drunk--she allowed herself one glass of punch, and that was it, even through the desire to get back to that soft, floaty feeling where nothing mattered at all--but she is tired. It's very possible that she might end up drifting off against your shoulder, her hair mussed and party dress wrinkled. Or maybe you end up falling asleep on her, in which case, she'll shake you back awake.
"You wanna go home or stay here?" she asks, when she realizes Poe is giving people a lift back to wherever it is people want to crash.
[wildcard!]
[Want to do something else? Let's do it! Write something up, PM me, or reach out on plurk to
welcomeeee
[Says the seven foot robot at her front door, as he steps into the house, ducking a bit through the door. Oh yeah, and he's holding some kind of container- probably food.
Maybe.]I am K-2SO.
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outside?
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sup i'm here for karaoke
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wildcarding the weed + tipsy thing 👌
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Kanan! OTA!
Kanan has been told that his chosen attire is the height of Christmas style. He'll take the salesperson's word for it - it's warm and comfortable, anyway. He's cheerful enough, as these things go, despite still missing Hera.
Naturally, as he approaches the house, a reporter or someone confronts him about it, too. "So, how do you feel celebrating the holiday without your better half?" they shout, and Kanan's smile briefly turns upside down.
"That's really none of your business," he says, calm but not too warm, either. "I'm going to relax and have some fun with my friends now, if you don't mind."
[ Food ]
Kanan makes a beeline for the snacks, once inside. It's easy enough - he just has to follow his nose. If there's one thing this place has going for it, it's definitely the food.
He's got some decorated cookies on his plate, in festive shapes, and he's tracing them with his fingers, brow slightly furrowed. "Wait, what's this supposed to be?"
[ Merriment ]
As the evening wears on, Kanan has a smile and a kind word for everyone. He tries to avoid the mistletoe, but he's blind! He probably won't be able to avoid it forever. He mostly stays out of the noisiest crowds, keeping to the sidelines, drinking some but not much, eating plenty, enjoying the strange holiday music on hand.
But always a little separate. Perhaps not fully part of the joyful crowd of party guests.
[ Wildcard ]
[ Bring it on! Or hit me up at
food!
Is Han going to do it anyway? Yyyyyyyep. Han Solo, everyone, hero of the Rebellion. He's just biting off the head of the Santa cookie here, and hey, it actually tastes pretty good! Who baked this? He needs to find them and bribe them into making more just for him.
He leans over. His mouth's still full of Santa's head when he says, "I think that's a pine tree with fancy lights on it."
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mingling~
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He gets distracted by one thing or another and ends up drifting away from the music, making small talk with strangers and laughing every time he looks back to the middle of the room to see Peter letting loose. He seems inexplicably more tipsy every time Odin catches a glimpse of him, and it gets to the point that he thinks he should probably intervene, so he heads over to the dance floor to pull his buddy away and cool him down somewhere quiet.
He waves him down, squeezing through the little dancing crowd to talk to him. ]
Hey. Hey. How's the most beautiful guy in the world doing?
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w-w-wildcard: end of the night
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Maxwell Trevelyan| OTA
[Maxwell feels slightly guilty that his attendance was all but granted by the fact that he was still living in Poe's common room. He thinks he probably would have been invited, regardless, but still. (Somewhere, his childhood nanny was fainting in shock at his impropriety.)
Thus, he tries to make up for it, helping where he thinks he can.
Coats piling up? He quietly spirits them away. Chips run low? He circles the bowl back through the kitchen for a refill. He offers directions to the bathroom with a smile and obliging allows himself to be pulled into a quick dance before....]
Break:
[Despite how much better he's been feeling, Maxwell, apparently, still wasn't quite one hundred percent yet. The party wears him down often, and quietly, time-and-again, he drifts away to take a moment to rest and catch his breath.
A quiet(er) hall, or outside in the garden, he leans against the wall and breathes.
If caught, he smiles and urges them not to mind him. He'll be along.]
Aftermath:
[A half-dozen revelers left to sleep it off where they fell? Not bad. Not an Inquisition party, by any means, but certainly festive. Gently, Maxwell drapes a blanket over someone crashed in an armchair before turning back to the couch he's been staying on.
He stretches out, starts to settle... and then stiffens with a little jerk.]
Ow. [Frowning, he reaches beneath himself-- and pulls out a small, sharp piece of metal. A token, from one of the board games.]
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Max- Max, relax. I got this. Just enjoy yoursel, alright?
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hi it's refrigeratormom i changed my username
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[It's a relief, to finally be a droid again. Being human was exhausting, and this was much, much easier. But don't mind him, just wallflowering a bit as he watches the party while leaning against a wall. Sometimes he just doesn't want to interact with people as much as watch, but he'd talk if someone came up to him.]
2. FOOD
[Oh yeah. He brought food.
He brought food, alright.
The question is if you want to eat it.]
3. HUMAN FOR A LITTLE BIT
[And, despite the relief he has being a droid, and how much of a pain it is to be human... For a short while (an hour, or so), he decides to give it a go again- mostly so he can drink.]
4. WILDCARD??
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Still not back to yourself? I thought that mess with the porter was over.
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i dont have any cute icons besides this one so get used to seeing it
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SKEETS /OTA
[ For the first hour or so, Skeets is back to his little robotic self, gold and flying and mostly chatty. Since the sixteenth he'd been able to return to robot form, mostly. He mostly spends his time at the party talking to people and at one point casually downloading a bunch of songs from his internal database to the playlist to add some variety. Most of them are classic love songs for some reason. And Carly Rae Jepsen. ]
Greetings. Enjoying the party?
2.
[ About an hour in, his ability to maintain robot form starts hiccupping again, like it's done since the 16th. Randomly, sometimes mid-sentence there's a loud pop and he'll transform back into human form again. Then after a while he'll turn back to a robot for a few minutes. Since his human form takes on whatever he was wearing last and he wasn't able to dress for the party, he's wearing a t-shirt and pajama pants. ]
Oh. Excuse me.
3.
[ At some point he just ends up playing board games because he can do that regardless of form. Come play Clue or Battleship with him. ]
4. [ Past midnight, Skeets remembers he has historical shapeshifting back too, and he remembers one particular historical figure from his world:
Santa Claus.
So feel free to say hi to "Saint Nick." Nice party trick. ]
Ho ho ho?
santa claus
Now, he's pretty damn drunk, floating on eggnog and wine and full from all the cookies he stuffed himself with, when he comes face to face with a very familiar-looking person with a white beard and a red suit. What the hell.]
...I'm too damn drunk for this.
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Bela Talbot | Very OTA!
[ Truth be told Bela wasn't sure what her plans for Christmas were going to be. Back home, she never really got into the festive spirit that much because well, there wasn't anyone to do that with. Purely by choice of course; Bela just took off to somewhere warm and far away from it all or just channeled her energy into work. So when she received the invite to a party she was touched by the gesture. To know that people cared enough about her to want to reach out to her for Christmas was just lovely.
A few days before the party Bela scours the shops for the perfect outfit and stops by a liquor store to purchase some really fancy and expensive alcohol for the party. She can't cook but there's no doubt in Bela's mind that anyone will turn away some booze. As for the hosts they get a handwritten thank you note and a small trinket from the antique shop which would hopefully be to their tastes.
At the party she can be found moving around the room and stopping to chat to people, busting a few moves on the makeshift dance floor and eyeing the karaoke machine from afar. Maybe she'll get up to do a song. Maybe. It'll probably take a heck of a lot of booze and encouragement so have at it, people. ]
[MISTLETOE]
[ Every now and again Bela lingers beneath the mistletoe (becoming tipsier the more the night wore on) waiting for someone to come along to partake in the tradition with her. Depending on who you were, you may get a cheek kiss or a full on smooch. For some people, this may be the first time they've kissed her. For others...not so much. But no matter. She's fully embracing in the tradition because she is here to have fun and enjoy herself. ]
[MIDNIGHT (AND BEYOND)]
(i) Seating area
[She manages to claim a spot for herself on the couch around 11pm, needing to take a small rest from the mingling. Her drink rests on the coffee table in front of the couch but Bela isn't touching it for the time being, needing a little breather from that too.
If someone is next to her she'll turn to say 'hi' and engage in chit-chat, but should a space become available beside her, Bela will enthusiastically pat it and encourage people to come sit down. This gesture is accompanied with a dazzling, charming smile which was sure to win over hearts and minds. ]
(ii) Back garden/Outside
[ Sometime between 1am and 2am, Bela finds herself outside in the backgarden, needing to get some air. She's warm, a little flushed from the alcohol and well, it was nice to get away from the party for a little bit. Bela lays out a blanket on the small patch of grass (she'll get it laundered, she swears) and kicks off her shoes before lying down on top of it to look at the stars. The sky is clear and the air is cool, but it was a beautiful night for stargazing.
There is enough room on the blanket for one person. Possibly two if people huddled close together.]
[WILDCARD - Leave me a thing or tell me to do a thing!]
( mistletoe )
Happy holidays. See you're stationing yourself in the action zone here - huh? [He sees that mistletoe and, well. Isn't side-stepping it if she isn't.]
8D
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riptide / ota
[riptide fucking loves parties. he's not necessarily the life of them, per se, but he's also certainly not a wallflower.
he takes the attention from the paps, providing purposefully puzzling and alien answers, sometimes just straight up using his comm translator to bark a bunch of neocybex nonsense at them, sometimes giving genuine ones. if anyone else is getting harassed, he'll certainly get their attention to draw it away from the other partygoer. he'll take that bullet for you.
too bad he can't switch to robot and scare the hell out of them. he doesn't want to give poe's place that kind of rep.]
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[he doesn't dance. especially not in his human form, with the gangly limbs he can barely handle when unbalanced. no, riptide likes to sit to the side with a bottle of drank and be the peanut gallery.]
Alright, [he says to whoever is next to him.] if you had to pick: amazing dance skills or the best singing voice ever?
[play the game. let him ask increasingly uncomfortable questions.]
mistletoe
Is there a branch in here for a-- oh! We have to kiss?
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No thanks. I'm not into humans like that. Actually, just don't touch me at all. Thanks.
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What would you pick?
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Lando Calrissian | ota
closed to Poe
[ At some point, Lando follows Poe into the kitchen, away from the crowd. ]
Quite a party, Poe. Though, I couldn't help but notice you invited that Odin kid...
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Poe just pretended that he need to focus on pulling more alcohol out of the fridge so he didn't actually have to look at Lando.]
He's not a kid, Lando. And yeah. It's a party for the people I care about, and I care about Odin, so I invited him.
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Finn | OTA
[Finn had not been expecting a party. He had, in fact, been out helping a bunch of preteen kids do homemade gifts for their family involving bits of nature, knives, and glue. So he's got some pine needles and sap on him, a couple cotton balls stuck to the back of his shirt, and just...glitter. You know how it is. New glitter being discovered every time he turns and the light catches him at a different angle. It will be off his face, hands, and body sometime in 2019.
So Finn stands in a bit of shocked silence as he opens the door and finds the house full. Not just of people, but food and drinks- so, so many drinks. And a thing of mistletoe hanging, unnoticed, just over him.]
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[It takes Finn about ten minutes to adjust to the sudden shift in his evening plans, but he gets there. A good drink in hand and having spread some of the glitter still flaking off of him onto the couch, he's having a good time. It is, technically, the first party he's ever been to. It's not a rally to celebrate a tactical victory, or a desperate, brief, celebration after surviving something impossible. It's just a party. For the sake of good things in the world.
His grin is huge as he makes his way around, actually trying to meet all of Poe's many friends.]
Hey, thanks for coming.
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Thank you for the invite. It's nice to see you again, Finn. Been a while.
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Melkor | ota
[Melkor knows how to make an entrance. Dressed in black robes, the Silmarils hidden underneath, he carries a full keg under each arm effortlessly. Mortals seem to like beer so why not bring some to be a good guest?
He greets people with a big grin, looking for a good spot to drops the kegs down.]
general
[Melkor knows how to have fun at parties. Granted this wasn't like parties back home he still was enjoying the evening. He had learned how to do keg stands and he was happy to teach anyone who wanted to learn.
He takes a turn at karaoke, letting anyone select a song for him. His dad and siblings may not like his music but that doesn't mean that Melkor lacks any kind of confidence. Or skill- he has an amazing singing voice and it may be difficult not to get caught up.
Otherwise, he makes the rounds of the party, flirting with pretty much everyone in the most direct ways, cheesy pickup lines included.
Just don't challenge him to a drinking contest.]
aftermath
[Despite drinking enough to kill most mortals, Melkor still is entirely steady on his feet with no signs of intoxication. How does he do it? He's just awesome like that. He's happy to pick anyone up and carry them out if needed, holding a keg over his shoulder easily.
Time to continue the party elsewhere maybe? Sleep is for the weak.]
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Later on in the night, after Lando's feeling pleasantly buzzed from some wine and a couple beers, he slides over at the tail end of a karaoke performance, clapping slowly and emphatically. ]
That's some set of pipes you've got there.
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Tina Belcher | OTA
She tries to avoid the mistletoe, in part because of her guilt over her fractured perception of Jimmy Jr., in part due to her current... date? flirt? boyfriend? she's not sure what to call him yet, and in part because she's pretty sure she's the youngest one there by far.
Later on in the party, she feels bold enough to try karaoke, even though her singing voice isn't all that great.
Or, she can be found playing board games, even though she's not great at that, either.
She's also brought a tray of Christmas cookies of various shapes, sizes and flavors. Due to her powers, they will all taste delicious.]
[OOC NOTE: Tina still believes in Santa Claus, so if the topic of presents does come up, I'd like to keep the illusion. Thanks for indulging. ♥]
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[ Kanan is thoroughly enjoying these cookies, he's probably had like... five by now. He's at least got the aesthetic down, and hey, his mask is green, so that works, right? Right. ]
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bodhi rook | ota
[ Bodhi slips in a few minutes late, wearing jeans and a baggy sweater. Like Kay, he brought food he made, unlike his it's not jello based. He's been looking forward to this, and the fact that he's able to be here and enjoy it, instead of stuck back in the hospital... is a good thing. ]
mingling
[ He won't bother with the dancing (unless one talks him into it and to be honest, it won't be that difficult to do), but overall does more mingling than he normally would. Talking to people, drink or food in hand.
If Bodhi is to be found under the mistletoe, there's a seventy-five percent chance he's not completely aware of that fact - even if he does know what it's for.
And while he's doing a lot better, he's still only two days out of the hospital so he might slip away for somewhere more... quiet for a break. Outside. Looking up at the stars. It's here some of the somber mood slips back into place because he'd been so looking forward to the holiday spent all together with the people most important to him. But as it was, Jyn was not back and well, he misses her. ]
aftermath
[ When it's all over, he's maybe just over the line between drunk and sober, leaning slightly on the drunk side. Curled up on Poe's sofa, resting his head on his arm, which is draped over the armrest. How anyone can find that comfortable is a mystery. ]
Mingling
[ Skeets is mostly just trying to make small talk with various people at Poe's party, as much as a golden football can. ]
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leia | ota
[ Leia arrives on her own, wearing an interesting choice for a Christmas dress that comes with a story if asked and a gaping back that's half covered by her hair done in a loose braid hanging down over freely hanging curls that fall to her waist (it really has been some time since it was last cut, oops). Depending on how annoyed she gets with it as the night goes on, or how hot with how many people filter in, it'll likely be gathered up.
Besides bringing herself, she also brings a few bottles of wine in paper brown bags in her arms. Everyone loves wine. Leia will try to make her way through while keeping an eye out for anyone she might recognize. That might prove as a distraction, however. Fingers crossed that the wine survives the trip to where the rest of the alcohol is hanging out. ]
mistletoe —
[ There's ... a lot of this stuff around. The signs are a nice touch, though. For the most part Leia's been able to avoid the mistletoe, side-stepping around them any time she's going through a doorway. Depending on what time of the evening it is, she's either leaning back against the doorframe and looking up at it with a scrunched up, thoughtful expression, glass of eggnog spiked with a shot of rum in hand, or she's standing up on tiptoe to try and reach for it.
Look, Leia's kind of curious about it. It looks like the real deal, not the plastic, fake junk. Shame she's only five feet tall and even in her black heels, her fingers stretched barely reach.
Another option: who pays attention to where they're going when she's just finished her second glass of that eggnog stuff and needs another. Or maybe some wine; it's been a rough month. This takes the edge of how many people she's hurt over the beginning weeks. If there's anyone passing under a mistletoe decorated doorway, she's walking right into you, hard. ]
—sorry! Sorry, did I spill any on you? It was just wine. It should come out.
[ ...or she hopes it does. ]
mingling / garden —
[ Other than mingling inside, enjoying some treats, walking around and making small talk with anyone who stops her, she finds it ends up too crowded and hot for a bit. She takes herself outside for some fresh air, maybe to slip off a heel to rub her arch, maybe to take a walk on her own, maybe to find a bench where she slumps on low enough to stretch her legs out and hold her drink on her stomach as she stares up at the star-filled sky. It's a little chilly but it's refreshing and Leia doesn't plan on being outside for long.
Some time alone is just ... nice. ]
aftermath / merry christmas —
[ Going home is an option but so is trying to climb the stairs, heels hooked in her fingers as she goes. How hard can it be? It's just a dozen or so steps. Leia's not drunk, not completely. She might be up there. Maybe. Unless someone comes along to help her along or sit with her, this princess is going to make it to the sixth step and sit leaning back on her elbows.
Princess Leia may or may not be humming Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree lazily while looking completely relaxed, eyes closed. ]
mistletoe
Smooth as ever after a few glasses of the spiced wine he brought, he inquires, ] Do I still get a kiss after we've taken it down?
ohhh mister lando ohhhh
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Persephone | Maximum OTA
[ Persephone came to the party in a slinky red silk dress, and a dramatic wreathe of holly on her head. When she sees that she's been caught under yet more mistletoe, she simply cocks an eyebrow. ]
Well . . . ?
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Was Christmas Eve, babe
and in the drunk tank
an old man said to me
"won't see another one"
[ Even without the the supernatural rush that comes from singing her own music, Persephone's voice is still enchanting. The bittersweet song was meant to be a duet, but she seems to be making it work.
Her voice seems too dark and sad to be coming out of such a young woman. She sounds like heartache so old and familiar that it's become a friend. ]
the boys of the NYPD choir
still singing "Galway Bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for Christmas day
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[ Later in the evening, after a number of tear-jerkers, a whole lot of making out with Odin, and about a gallon of hot toddies, Persephone is good and properly smashed. She's leaning heavily on a wall as she produces a pommegranate from seemingly nowhere and hands it to someone next to her. ]
Here . . . here you go. It's for you.
[ She then hands another pomegranate to someone passing by. ]
I'mmmm- I'm the bearer of all gifts. Me.
[ To demonstrate she . . . produces and hands off several more pomegranates. ]
Fuck Santa Claus. Bougie fuckin creepy fat old Coke-ad mother fucker. He doesn't make shit, you know.
[ Here, have couple more. ]
Hey. Hey. You wanna- wanna see a real miracle?
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[ And now the space princess has a rum eggnog in one hand and a fist-sized fruit in the other. She gives it a shake. ]
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poe dameron : ota
[Poe Dameron is On tonight. He looks sharp as hell in a tailored suit, weird puffy vest that somehow works on him, and a bright resistance red-orange tie. Regardless of how anyone has seen him in recent weeks, the moment he greets anyone at the door he is completely laughs and smiles and jokes and jovial friendship. He shows where the booze is to be found and what games are available and will introduce you to everyone who isn't already busy doing something. Feeling like a wallflower? Let him help you make new friends.
The weariness that flashes at the edges of his eyes when he thinks no one is looking is nothing, right?]
ii. karaoke
[Poe made a little bit of a name for himself in space, when he sang a song for national television. So if you bug him a little bit he'll cave, and treat the entire party to a rendition of Anything Goes.]
iii. slipping out and bumming smokes.
[Half way into the party, however, Poe Dameron disappears. He's there one moment and then not the next. However, he hasn't gone far. He's slipped out outside - managed to get the paparazzi to leave by allowing a few pictures, and even managed to bum a package of cigarettes off of one for giving him a charming smile and a wink for the photo and answering a couple innocuous questions.
So, the reporters are gone, and Poe Dameron has a package of cigarettes, but no lighter. So he's just sort of standing there, staring up at the sky - starless, with the lights of the city so close - the cigarette dangling from between his lips and his hands in his pockets.
As soon as someone approaches he will push a smile to his face and ask if they have a light.]
iv. cleaning up, tucking in, and rides home
[If your character is looking drunk and it's getting late, Poe is probably going to come over and quietly put a hand on their shoulder.]
Alright, buddy, I think that's enough for tonight. You want a ride home, or do you want to crash here?
v. wildcard / randomly catch him under mistletoe
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padme amidala | ota
ii. what is karaoke?
iii. outside / wild card.
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After the unfortunate (and somewhat surprising) revelation that there is not a fatty 2-gallon ice bong in the home, she is now demonstrating the traditional teenager craft of carving an apple pipe. ]
Hole on the top, hole on the side, tin foil goooooes here.
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Obi-Wan Kenobi | OTA
He's certainly mingling and being friendly to all of the other party goers.
Though at one point he manages to unwittingly meander under one of the mistletoe with a drink in hand, not really realizing it's there.
Karaoke and board games are not his thing, but he's not above watching.
However, upon noticing that there's some under age children at this party, he will be keeping an eye on them. The reason will be clear at the moment when and if one of the kids ends up with a glass of alcohol. They may then find it unceremoniously pulled out of their hands by an unseen force. The glass whizzing through the air until this Jedi catches it. Sorry kids, no booze for you as long as he's paying attention.
He won't be sticking around for long though.
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No? Not really.
He watches the projectile drink fly across the room right into an outstretched hand of a man in robes. Ah, that explains a thing or two.
"There are easier ways to get a drink, you know!" He calls out.
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Daisy Johnson | OTA
Once inside, Daisy asks the person who answered the door where she should put the cookies. She isn't with Jesse at all times, sometimes she's off mingling with other people. Most of which she's never met before, which was fine. She wanders into others about to start a board game and asks if she can join in.
At some points during the night she's persuaded to dance, but only goes when it actually has some sort of beat to it. Christmas carols weren't exactly the songs you dance to. She isn't above partaking in karaoke especially when it's a silly song.
When she manages to be under the mistletoe Daisy will at most give the other person a kiss on the cheek.]
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His chest tightens with a soft, giddy warmth, and maybe, right in this moment, he falls in love with her a little. Perhaps more than just a little.
When she steps down from the karaoke machine, Jesse waits until she's busying herself with fetching another drink to sneak up beside her. He snags her hand with a squeeze of his fingers, and grins at her in amusement. Fondly teasing: ]
Nice pipes you got there, Mariah.
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mary | ota | 2 weeks late with starbucks
[She and John show up, dressed a bit differently but almost festive, to a party she hasn't really been invited to, but heard about second-hand from several different people who were planning on coming. They push their way rudely through the paparazzi, giving several conflicting answers, monosyllabic grunts, and middle fingers to the reporters asking questions, before ringing the doorbell. Once there she smiles hugely, thanks them for the invite, and smushes her way inside. They can argue invites once they're inside.]
2. General
[She has fun, drinking quite a bit, hitting up the food tables, and eyeing the board games uncertainly. She can also be seen convincing John to dance, and probably being pleasantly surprised when he turns out to not suck.]
3. Mistletoe
[Mary showed up with her husband, and they can be seen smooching under the mistletoe at several points throughout the night, grinning like dumbass love-struck newlyweds.
If she gets caught underneath with anyone else, it would probably be entirely by accident, and while staring off into space absently, or watching John talk to somebody. She might also space out while staring at somebody from Star Wars- if Princess Leia is around, or Lando or Han Solo, she will probably drift off and get lost in her thoughts.
She might also not pay attention to where, exactly, she's standing. Oops.]
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If you're husband won't kill me, of course? I promise, no more beards.
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