{ 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

[moonheart]

Nope! Knight, full stop.

[ex_noble101]

[He looks momentarily surprised by that fact, though it's more a knee-jerk reaction to her apparent age than anything. It's easy to forget that not everyone in the knighthood actually looks as old as they are.]

Well then, Sir Faith O'Keefe, I'm glad to have met you. [Said without any actual trace of condescension because he was being ... for reals.] I imagine I could learn a thing or two from your expert know-how. Assuming your up to the challenge.

[moonheart]

Oh, I know plenty of hows. [ that makes plenty of sense, sure. ] Whatcha wanna know?

[ex_noble101]

[He glances up, as if to discern where the music is coming from, before dropping his gaze back to her.]

How one is supposed to dance to this, for starters.

[moonheart]

What? Would you rather it were a waltz?

[ex_noble101]

[Just looking at her like yes, duh.]

It would make it much easier, I think.

[moonheart]

Look, it's easy. It's all in the hips. Just let the music move them!

[ex_noble101]

[If she says so. Since I guess he is interpreting that as, "go ahead and try it right here." Which he does. Fairly poorly (dance 9). Is she embarrassed yet?]

[moonheart]

[ oh my god, she bursts out laughing. there's nothing cruel in it, alright, she just thinks that is the most adorable shit she's ever seen. ] C'mon, it's easier when you're in the crowd. [ and she'll just drag him out there like an amazon woman with a 20 str check, and start showing him how it's done (dance 19) ]

[ex_noble101]

[Holy shit, now that she's nearly ripped his arm off I guess he goes out there to do the thang ... which is actually a lot easier in the crowd, she's right (dance 15). It probably helps that he isn't trying to bust a move by his damn self, too.]

[moonheart]

See? You've just gotta feel it and move to the beat! Way easier than learning all those steps. [ idk how much he can even hear but she'll shout it in his ear just in case ]

[ex_noble101]

[Aww yeah, son. Even if he feels unnatural and ridiculous because he's not used to this at all, it's also surprisingly ... freeing? Or maybe it's just that he's finally able to dance to this type of music without feeling completely out of place.]

Sir Faith O'Keefe, head of the Dragon's Rhythm! [He shouts right back because she is clearly the best mentor when it comes to teaching Stella squires how to get their groove back.]

[moonheart]

[ she cracks up at that and throws her hands up to yell "WOOO" because she's a woo-girl, surprise. ] Can you imagine a dragon dancing??

[ex_noble101]

I'd rather not, actually! [But he's clearly amused by the idea. He's had his share of Dragons ok. They were bad enough without breaking out into Thriller or some shit.]

[moonheart]

If I hadn't killed the last one I met, I'd have asked it to! [ sound more cheery about that, faith ]

[ex_noble101]

[Color him impressed. Get down with your bad self, gurl.]

We'll have to swap stories sometime!

[moonheart]

Sure! You owe me one for the dancing lessons.

[ex_noble101]

You've certainly earned a favor! [Use it wisely ... idk what you'd want from this bitch tho.]

[moonheart]

I'll have to save it up for something juicy, then! C'mon, let's get a drink.

[ex_noble101]

[She doesn't have to ask him twice. As fun as dancing like a maniac could be, he's ready for a another round of flaming alcohol. He'll even treat her as a thank you~]