{ party } you came in scared, but you're leaving bold

[bittersweeter]

[ best day of my life -- american authors ]

WHO || All the bitches, tbh. [open]
WHAT || Faye's 18th Birthday, yay!
WHERE || Lost Society Bar, London, England
WHEN || March 28th, 7pm - onwards [forward-dated]
HOW || Actionspam

Formerly a two story barn, the bar Lila rented for Faye's birthday has an Art Deco theme that continues through the building, with each space having been given a contemporary twist. The lavish interiors create a feeling of forgotten decadence. Each room has its own distinct and unique ambience, all complementing one another yet reflecting different moods, depending on the feeling of the moment, flowing through to the secluded garden.

The man at the door has been notified to waive the cover charge for anyone that comes bearing a gift, but if you don't come bearing gifts... don't expect Lila to feel pity for you. You're paying that cover charge yourself, en-fucking-joy, you soulless, non-gifting-bearing bastard. (This was mentioned in the invites she sent out to all the ladies in the castle. It's possible that it's literally all the ladies in the castle as Lila doesn't care whether they're friends with Faye or not. No boys got invites unless they were verbal. The dress code of "fancy but down to fuck" was also on the invitations...)

Tucked in the back is a partitioned off banquet for the VIP party and once inside the ropes, you get a stamp on your hand so the drinks are free for the rest of the night -- and the drink of the night is a Bailey's Comet. Because it's on fire. Drink, enjoy, be merry. Do things. Save room for the cake.

And if anyone is worried about a bunch of drunk knights trying to drive home, Lila rented a handful of rooms at a nearby hotel because when she plans shit, she plans it well.

Anything for her best friend.

Comments

[bittersweeter]

[ it is almost comical the way lila goes from curled up next to sylar to sitting up an appropriate distance away. ]

Oh my god, you actually came. [ yeah, you know what, she's just going to stand up so the awkward of her pseudo-dad catching her all touchy-feely with her boyfriend is slightly less awkward. man, what eric can do to lila with just a look. ] Hi.

[watchmaker]

[meanwhile sylar is left sitting alone on the couch like what???? maybe he'll just ... stay quiet......... for now.]

[sirstickuphisass]

[ yeah he's still lookin at you boi ] ... Jack, isn't it?

[watchmaker]

Yeah, Jack. [he stands up and offers his hand for a handshake.] Eric, right?

[bittersweeter]

Right. [ she gives eric a look like SEE HE REMEMBERS YOUR NAME PLS BE NICE DADDY I LOVE HIM. ] Now we're all friends, yay!

[sirstickuphisass]

I hadn't realized the two of you still... were. [ lila, explain yourself rn young lady. ]

[bittersweeter]

He gave me his number when we were in Chicago, in case we needed more help. So we started talking and then we started hanging out. [ she shrugs like "hanging out" is just bouncing down the street to chill and not across continents. ] We've been dating for a while, Faye's party seemed like a nice place for him to meet people. You know, outside of a work function.

[sirstickuphisass]

That's a long time. I'm surprised it hasn't come up. [ lookin at 'jack' like IS THERE SOME REASON FOR THAT??? ]

[watchmaker]

[he just shrugs. IDK WHAT YOU WANT FROM HIM ERIC. HE WAS IN CHICAGO.]

[bittersweeter]

It's not like we talk about stuff like that. [ 'cause it would be super awkward thanks. ] I didn't think you'd... [ she stops herself before she says "care" because that's not true and she knows it. but that's also... why she didn't advertise OMIGOSH I HAVE A CUTE BOYFRIEND WHO IS CUTE AND BOYFRIENDLY. her dad would have only cared insomuch as it affected lila's effectiveness. she didn't feel like going through that with eric.

also. reasons. ] I didn't think you'd be interested.

[sirstickuphisass]

It strikes me as interesting.

[bittersweeter]

[ her arms cross uncomfortably. ] It's not like I kept him from you. He's not my dirty little secret. He just lives in Chicago.

[watchmaker]

[his eyes follow the two of them back and forth like he's watching a tennis match tbh.]

[sirstickuphisass]

I said interesting, not illicit. Why so defensive?

[bittersweeter]

[ because it's eric and she's always defensive. ] I'm not. Obviously, since he's here.

[sirstickuphisass]

... Uh huh. [ he shifts his focus to sylar. ] So Jack. Can I ask what the police took away from how things ended last year?

[watchmaker]

[shrug.] A human was doing the killing, and vampires were cleaning up after him? Is that what you're asking about? [bluff 23 although IT'S NOT REALLY A LIE IS IT????]

[sirstickuphisass]

[ he nods ] I just wanted to make certain they didn't have a lot of questions about his sudden 'disappearance.' Did they keep you on the case long after?

[watchmaker]

That's a no on both counts. Chicago's a big city, there's not exactly a shortage of crime.

[sirstickuphisass]

Good. That's what I was hoping for. [ he rubs his jaw, nodding, then says: ] Lila, can I talk to you for a sec?

[bittersweeter]

Yeah, sure. [ she gives sylar a little smile and a shrug like "be right back" before she prances off to some other secluded spot. ] Shoot.

[sirstickuphisass]

[ he paces ahead of her and stands there for a second awkwardly, forehead furrowed, before he just rounds on her and spits out: ] ... He's a little old for you, isn't he?

[ yep. that's dad's concern. ]

[bittersweeter]

Maybe a little. [ look, she will give him that. it's not like she hasn't thought about it herself. as such she isn't defensive about it. ] But he's not taking advantage of me, if that's where you're going with this. I mean, how old is Aurelius? Would you mind if I was dating him when half-elves or whatever live for like hundreds of years?

[sirstickuphisass]

Aurelius isn't even thirty. [ WHY DO YOU THINK HE IS SUCH A WIDE EYED CHILD. ]

[bittersweeter]

[ she can't help it, she snorts a little in amusement. ] That's not... exactly the point I was trying to make. Aurelius was a bad example. Look, are you worried about me because we're not the same age?