OPEN ♔ I WISH I COULD SAY IN JUST ONE SWEEP WHAT YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME

[socialgraces]

♬ Silent Shout - The Knife

WHO || Anyone and everyone! [OPEN]
WHAT || Francesca's birthday party
WHERE || One of the big parlor rooms on the castle's second floor.
WHEN || [Backdated] July 11, Evening
HOW || Actionspam

 

[Earlier in the week all DRAKENET devices received a message announcing Francesca's birthday party, courtesy of Sir Bancroft, to be held the evening of July 11. No RSVP needed. It's especially good timing now that many mission groups have returned to the castle, at least for the time being.

As the guests make their way in, it's clear the party's been well stocked with food and drink. There's plenty of room for mingling and some music in the background. Gifts are completely optional, but welcome. Come in and get comfortable.]

(OOC: Feel free to make your own threads/threadjack, etc.)

Comments

[slay]

[ NO IT'S BUZZKILLINGTON.

seriously buffy's only experience with christos is him being the terrifying gargoyle outside who cockblocked her and val'drin so she's just bug-eyeing a little when he addresses her. she looks around, hoping he means someone else.

he doesn't. she draws her hands back like he's swatted them away. ]

O-Oh, I was just -- You know, I like Francesca, a-and she's was a really good friend to me. [ a while back, but not something she forgets. unlike the rest of her life. ] So it seemed ... polite. [ and then because she doesn't know how to listen to her this guy is kind of intimidating instincts, she adds a little snarkily; ] If I'd have known the gifts table was being policed before we hopped on the flight home, I might have foregone picking something up.

[everyredcent]

It might be wiser to not give a gift at all then to give one that proves subpar. [ JUDGMENTAL STARE AT THE BOX ] Her tastes can be exacting, though she's too polite to say as much.

[slay]

[ oh my god and he's even more of a dick than he seemed in february. maybe he's been practicing.

yeah she's decidedly done with this bs. she turns more fully to him, her neutral look clearly only in place through sheer force of will keeping her from sneering. ]

I'm sorry, who are you? I don't think we've been formally introduced. [ and you are saying things PEOPLE IN POLITE SOCIETY DON'T SAY TO PEOPLE THEY DON'T KNOW. that would be the implication. ]

[everyredcent]

[ it's all natural. no practice needed. ]

We haven't. Unless you consider having your plans for a moonlight tryst impeded a formality. [ yep. ]

Christos La Krail.

[slay]

Right. Well, as we've established you don't know me, Christos, I think it's fair to say you have no idea what my plans were. [ no she's not introducing herself back fuck you. ]

[everyredcent]

I see. So then you always leave so little space between your partner's body and your own when making a spectacle of yourself on the dance floor.

[slay]

I don't think it's any of your business what I do with my body. Fairly certain that's why it's mine. [ WOW GET BENT. ] I'm sorry, I just -- Did you want to dance with Val'drin? Because, he's all yours, killer, really. I'm just trying to figure out why you're so preoccupied with a couple of dances that my personal space still bothers you five months after the fact.

[everyredcent]

Until today, it'd been the only impression I'd formed of you. But I'll feel free to add 'carping and defensive' to the list now that we've interacted further.

[slay]

And I'll be sure to add "pompous, patronizing, belittling jerk" on top of "bossy funsucker." We through here?

[everyredcent]

I believe that's as eloquent a farewell as any.