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knightsoflegend2014-03-26 05:15 am
bittersweeter) wrote in knightsoflegend2014-03-26 05:15 am
Entry tags:
- aedan cousland,
- alex karamazov,
- andrea dodge,
- astrid mädchen,
- aurelius greyfire,
- ella cailte,
- emma swan,
- eric carpenter,
- faith o'keefe,
- faye chamberlain,
- felicity braddock,
- fiona tollins,
- fredrick jr.,
- gold,
- kate beckett,
- killian jones,
- lila zacharov-gray,
- lissa dragomir,
- maximilian rast,
- nessa harvey,
- sebastian trevethor,
- sylar zacharov-gray
{ party } you came in scared, but you're leaving bold
[ 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.
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Dance with me. [Its not a question. She gets off his lap and grabs his hand, pulling him back out onto the floor.]
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Well, for one day, your wish is my command. But just for today. [ Following close after]
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But all she does right now is pull him closer on the dance floor, arms draping around his neck as she sways her hips just right (no really... perform: dance nat 20).]
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He moved out on the floor with her his hands moving to rest on her hips as he looked down into her eyes moving in time with her.(Preform; Dance 19)] So how old are you now?
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It's as good a day as any. [ He loved his hands up her hips to her back to pull her flush against him in the dance.]
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Old enough for what? [She knows what he means, but she's a bitch and she likes to hear him say it.]
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[Faye Chamberlain does not beg for anything, least of all, sex.]
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Guess it isn't my problem. [ He shrugged and dared turn on the dance floor and started to walk away from her.]
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Asshole.