party ♔ ding-dong the dick's dead

[recruited]

WHO || Everyone. Everyone come if you're not on a mission.
WHAT || A party to celebrate Dimitris Sarandis sleeping with the fishes.
WHERE || Knights HQ. The fancy ballroom.
WHEN || Mid-March 2016.
HOW || Prose or actionspam welcome.

Cordelia and Steve have gotten together to plan a rather fun party to celebrate Sarandis being taken down. Abbie even managed to grab them a rather awesome band to entertain the guests and everything else was hand picked and decided on by Cordy and Steve. It's not as fancy as a squiring after party, but it's just as fun. The ballroom has been "dressed down" a little to match the relaxed atmosphere. Enjoy yourselves!

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[felidity]

[ kali is here for the food tbh. she has food in one hand and another in the long line of craft beers skye is trying to sell her on in the other. she doesn't look like she's drinking it though.

(spoilers, she doesn't like the taste of this one either.)

she doesn't look like she's celebrating, but she also doesn't look like she's wallowing. kali just happens to like parties because she likes revelry and so why not attend one? doesn't she technically count as a guest of honor? where is her cake. she feels like she deserves cake. ]

[supertardiness]

[Come to Barry, Kali. Barry has the cake. In fact, he can be found loitering by most of the food because he is a bottomless pit. He grabs a piece up for himself before turning and offering one to the person standing next to him.]

Cake?

[felidity]

Oh, yes please. [ cake is her jam. ] I love cake.

[supertardiness]

[Hands her over the plate with a smile.]

Best part of any party.

[felidity]

I think so, too. There are usually tiny little cakes at the squiring parties and that's really the only reason I go. [ petit fours are really important to her. ] I also deeply appreciate pie, but it only seems common around Thanksgiving and Christmas.

[supertardiness]

Actually, I disagree.

[He pauses as he takes another bite of his cake, shaking his head.]

Pie is for any occasion. In all kinds of flavors.

[felidity]

Like what? Are there seasonal pies?

[supertardiness]

Sort of. Like apple pies are more summery, and pumpkin is for fall. All kinds of berry pies for Christmas.

[Give him a minute and he could probably think of a pie for every occasion.]

[felidity]

What about spring?

[allaboutme]

So you have to be pretty excited right? [ cordy: queen of getting straight to the point ]

[felidity]

There is buffalo chicken pizza, that's my favorite, how did you know! [ is that not what she's supposed to be excited about? ]

[allaboutme]

I meant about Sarandis getting his.

[felidity]

Oh! I don't... care? There is an emotion I'm feeling, but I don't know what it is and then I got distracted by the pizza.

[allaboutme]

Really? I mean, I guess good for you.

[felidity]

I'm sorry, I'm not very good at... um. Feeling.

[allaboutme]

What's that supposed to mean?

[felidity]

I'm bad at feelings. I'm emotionally inept.

[autorevive]

[nathan comes up to her like what up i got a big cock] Are ya going to finish that? [he gestures at the beer. it's not like he's a stereotype or anything. it's fine.]

[felidity]

No. [ and she just passes it over before he can take it from her. ] It's gross.

[autorevive]

[he tries it first so he can make his own assessment.] Tastes fine to me. Have you tried any of those girly drinks? Maybe you'd like that shit more.

[felidity]

No, it all tastes gross.

[autorevive]

Have you tried the weird ones, like the fey shit?

[felidity]

No? I don't think so.

[autorevive]

It'll get you so drunk! Totally blitzed. I thought I was snogging a girl but it was just Barry. ... Don't be sharing that story with anyone else.

[felidity]

Nathan! You can't kiss lemurs! That can't be sanitary.