Goodbye Dollet and Thanks for All the Fish! (backdated to Sept 28)

[om_nom_namur]

Characters: EVERYONE!!! And any "local" NPCs you want to make up
Location: A warehouse down by the wharf
Rating: G+? idk people will do as they will do
Open/Closed/Finished: Open
Summary: It's an excuse to pump dance music really really loudly, tbh.

The party was put together ridiculously fast, but everyone who decided to help went all out, and the place is pretty damn awesome. There are refreshments, strobe lights, a loudass music setup, and lots of space to dance. Come on in and have a blast! Garden will be sailing off in the morning, and then it's back to school. Time to get in that last hurrah!

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Refreshments

[om_nom_namur]

[Cuz having this much fun builds an appetite! The punch may or may not be spiked. It's really up to you.]

Re: Refreshments

[gunbladegrrl]

Honest truth: Maria had come pretty much specifically to ensure no one destroyed Dollet or any major portion thereof. Browsing at the snack bar seemed a perfect way to spend the night, sort of like a chaperone hovering in the background and trying not to interfere unless it proved necessary.

[thatched]

Thatch had noticed her hovering around the snack bar and otherwise being unobtrusive, watching with sharp eyes. He knew her by reputation, and had seen her often enough to place a name with the face and a brief description. Right now she looked like a solider looking for trouble to stop. And who was he to disappoint?

"Having fun, Miss?" he asked, uncapping the whiskey bottle and liberally spiking the punch. "It's a riot, isn't it?"

[gunbladegrrl]

She watched that gesture with bland disapproval. So much for her getting anything to drink tonight, and she expected she'd been spending most of her time here warning people, now.

"It isn't my kind of scene, honestly."

[thatched]

That look, little girl, just makes him want to rebel more. It's almost instinctive for someone like him. But he would hold off on that since she knew Namur. Unless she just crashed it to rain on everyone's fun and then he'd tweak her nose without concern.

"So how do you know that old shark?" he asked filling up a paper cup and offering it to her.

Re: Refreshments

[om_nom_namur]

Good guts how could anyone look so damn severe in the midst of a party? Namur gulped down the cupful of whatever nasty pink concoction Thatch had stocked for refreshment and winced. It tasted dead on his tongue, and smell-tasted like a mound of overpoweringly rotten fruit. Not even enough alcoholic kick to make the taste worth the buzz. He crumpled the empty cup in his hand and tossed it in an overlarge trash bin a few feet away, then looked back at Maria with a lopsided grin.

"Look kind a like a fish out a water, sweetheart. Not a music fan?"

[gunbladegrrl]

"Not a party girl," she said, gesturing around with a wry, self-directed smile. "I just came to make sure you guys don't wreck Dollet by accident."

[om_nom_namur]

"Idea here's kind a the opposite, y' know?" Namur cocked his head to the side. "Last night in port's usually the worst, right? Cuz everyone wants t' do somethin' memorable with the people they met in town. But if there ain't necessarily nothin' doin', they get restless. An' when y' get restless y' get stupid. An' stupid brings trouble. This here's somethin' doin', so the smolts don't get stupid an' try causin' shit all over town. Don't hurt t' have more people lookin' out for everyone though. Sheheh. Did y' get t' see yer family some?"

[eggplantallergy]

Was she looking for something among the food? Gakupo walked over to her, looking over the selection himself.

"Is there something we should be aware of, Maria?" He was genuinely curious, and continued to look with her.

[gunbladegrrl]

"The punch," she said with a sidelong look to him.

[eggplantallergy]

"Ah~..." He understood completely and went to inspect it as well. "Not enough rum?" His wry smile gave away that he was joking. "Even if it was spiked, taking it away wouldn't solve the problem."

[mera_mera_ace]

"You're far to pretty to be holding up the wall, miss. Would you care for some punch or perhaps a dance?" Ace asked with a wide grin and an inviting posture. He had seen the woman in the halls but had never formally introduced himself. He figured now was a good a time as any.

[gunbladegrrl]

"That's a terrible line," she said, but luckily it must have been bad in an amusing way, because she was at least smiling at it. "But really, I'm just here to prevent the party from taking out any appreciable fraction of my hometown."

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace laughed as well, at least her smile looked better then her frown. "Ah, we're good kids. We wouldn't make too big of a mess." He said. It was a bit of a lie but she didn't need to know that.


"I'm Ace, might I have your name?" He asked holding out his hand in greeting.

Re: Refreshments

[fionna_time]

*NOM NOM NOM*

This is what you hear from Fionna right now.

[thatched]

Thatch couldn't resist giving the bunny ears a little tug.

"Enjoying the banquet, Miss Fionna?" he asked, absently plucking up a length of ribbon used to tie something or other and tieing it around one white ear.

[fionna_time]

"Mrrfh?"

Fionna looked up, curious, and saw it was her teacher. Who else?

Well, Namur, maybe.

"Oh yeah, this stuff's great!" She said, hardly caring about the ribbon. "You guys did this all by yourself?"

[thatched]

"More or less. We have people." He grinned mysteriously and took a carrot, munching at it as he leaned against the table. "Tried the punch yet? It's spiked to hell but not bad."

[trainedbywarlords]

Kory is enjoying herself at the party, going between dancing on the dance floor and flitting around to talk to as many people as possible even with the music. Finally she spots Fionna and goes over.

"Hello, Fionna!"

[fionna_time]

Fionna looks up from her delicious feast and sees a familiar face, smiling.

"KORI! R'AS AP?"

She was trying to ask her what was up, which was hard with a mouthful of food.

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace came to spike the punch only to realize someone else beat him too it. So instead he smiled and poured himself a big cup full, saving his own stash for later. He helped himself to the food and watched as couples danced the night away. He was keeping his eye out for the possibility of getting to dance with a lucky lady himself, but so far everyone had a partner.

He shrugged and just enjoyed the boozed punch and the food for now.

[thatched]

Oh ho! A target. Well then! Thatch stumbled his way over, reaching up to loosen his neckerchief only to realize it was tied to his head. That was right. He was lil' yellow' ridin'...somethin'. He walks in a more or less straight line toward Ace and draped an arm over his shoulder like a bad curtain.

"Acelet! My little Aclet," he crooned as he rubbed his knuckles against Ace's cheek. "Try th' veal-- I mean punch." He grinned. "I think I'mna have another glass."

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace laughed outright at Thatch and shook his head. "Man you are totally lit. How much have you had?" He asked even as he helped the man fill his cup. It was nice to see Thatch relaxed, even if it was alcohol induced.

"Having fun?" He asked as he moved them so Thatch could sit down if he needed too and or not fall onto the buffet table thus wasting all that wonderful food.

[om_nom_namur]

Namur looked up after getting a new CD going and noticed his brother across the room, chowing down. Typical Ace. He wondered how long it would be before Ace faceplanted into the food, but there wasn't anyone around to make bets with. So instead he waved over the crowd, rocking out a little as he did.

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace waved back and made his way over to DJ Namur.

"You've outdone yourself, bro. This is an awesome party! Great music too." Ace grinned as he tried to talk loud enough over the tunes for Namur to hear.