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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Let's have a resounding headdesk for my inability to post things to the proper places lately.

When: December 31st early evening - January 1st early morning
Rating: Teen
Characters: Open to all. This is not a post for Niko, just a general post to facilitate action at the club. If you'd prefer to assume outside of this post that your characters are at Lux, that's fine (my inbox might thank you for it).
Summary: New Year's Party at Lux. Of utmost importance, have fun! Remember that club security is obliged to remove patrons who disturb the peace, so use your best judgment if you have a character inclined to get rowdy. If your character works at Lux, it is entirely up to you whether that character is on the schedule or not tonight. No underage drinking for characters, please, and keep that "Teen" rating up above in mind. Be courteous towards your fellow players so that everyone can enjoy. Thank you! ♥
Log:

Champagne has been brought up from the wine cellar. Streamers and lights brighten the already lively interior. The vines twined around pillars and creeping up the walls are in full bloom, flowers of white and gold set against a backdrop of deepest green.

Plenty of space has been cleared for dancing, and the tables are arranged to allow for small, intimate groups or large and noisy gatherings. There's more than enough food to be had, and drinks for any taste.

It's Lux on New Year's Eve, and everyone is welcome to stay until well into the morning hours.

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Open to any and all Threadjacking. :)

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[As the hours wound down towards midnight, Jack pushed open the door to Lux, holding it for Ianto, whom he'd managed to get into jeans and studded belt!]

Well now, this is much better than chasing a weevil through a nightclub.

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

[Rolling his eyes good naturedly at Jack holding the door from in, Ianto walked through anyway.]

I hope we never have to do that again.

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Letting the door closed and then turning to watch trays of champagne go by.]

Oh don't start. You were laughing yourself like a goose as you and Gwen chased it around.

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto considered, and then decided to drink champagne later.]

It was funny.

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Taking Ianto's elbow, Jack began to steer him towards a quiet booth he saw off to the side.]

Informative as well, who knew weevils couldn't swim.

Open Thread

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Niko should be back at his apartment, healing. His ribs still trouble him and his hand is still in a brace, but he's decided to ignore the friendly advice to night and come in to Lux. If any of his staff object, he can point out that he's there to watch the celebration, not to work, and if anyone raises an eyebrow at the sake he pours himself, he can point out that it's toso, prepared for its medicinal properties and not as a means to become inebriated.

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[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Niko appears to be a man with a plan. Jack promises not to point out that he lost the battle against the tornado force that is Kyle Brooks. After all, that's a battle most lose.

Instead, at some point when he was up to get another water, he spied the man who had skewered him last week and decided to wander over for a hello.

"Hey there! You look better without the pointy objects."

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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

He'd be surprised at the joviality if he hadn't spoken to Jack several times in the past few days. Niko nods to the captain in greeting and gestures to the stool beside him at the bar. "You probably look better than when I last saw you, so to speak," he replies. "Would you like to have a seat?"

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[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Smiling, Jack took the offered seat.

"Thank you," he said as he slid up beside the other man.

"No doubt I do, you gave me a good how to and what fore," Jack agreed with an easy going smile. "I need to do some work on my own reflexes."

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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

"I've heard a thing or two about your team's primary occupation. A lot of running, isn't it?" Niko asks with casual interest.

[captainshort.livejournal.com]

Holly likes a good party, especially when it's not the annual LEP Ball where she has play nice with the higher-ups to make up for her reputation in the field. Dressed down and short hair tousled by the wind and snow, the elf slips into the bar and at first glance, she looks like a child and far too young to be in here. Regardless, she's not here to drink (she rarely is). It's all about friends tonight.

Speaking of—she spots Niko. Eyebrow raised indeed, but it's not like she's going to pester him about Certain Things any more than necessary. "Niko!"

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

"Good evening, Holly," Niko replies, his tone warm with welcome. The toso is still in hand, hardly touched. "Decided to get out a bit, did you?"

[captainshort.livejournal.com]

"Artemis has a girlfriend," she grins by way of explanation again. She thinks about depositing her coat on an empty seat but figures it'll get crowded soon enough. So, that's left in her lap.

Holly inclines her head. "I see you've decided to do the same." Believe it or not, that's not even a gentle rebuke. That's just... what it is.

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Niko shrugs--just the uninjured shoulder--and swirls the sake in its small cup. "What better place if I feel the need to leave the apartment?"

open!

[urbandev.livejournal.com]

Reeve would like very much to be enjoying the party, but since it's began he's been somewhat distracted -- after all, with Niko not working (and he's made it very quietly clear just how he feels about Niko getting pestered tonight) he's nominally in charge of this fiasco. And he keeps having to duck into the back room to upload resolutions to the network.

Somehow, in the last hour, "Ask Anita to dance" has made itself onto the list, after "Visit Xanadu and slide down the Titanic Slide" and "Learn to knit". Pursing his lips, he crosses off all three and forces himself out into the main club. After all, he's already checked that they have enough champagne chilling three times. If he goes into the kitchen again, he might get hit with something.

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

Anita kept to herself mostly, content to nod and smile at the polite hellos sent her way. As busy as things were, she'd been having a quiet night since it seemed that everyone was planning on playing nicely.

[urbandev.livejournal.com]

It was official: There was nothing else he could worry over. He was almost desperate enough to consider making a problem, so he had something to fix, but generally sabotage was frowned upon. It also tended to cut careers short.

Reeve and his priorities needed to have a talk. Running the world, check. Running a bar? Not so much a high-stress lifestyle. It was almost like the Deities themselves were telling him to stop mucking about in the minutia and go fix his personal life.

He stepped out onto the floor and, after doing one last sweep around the room (just in case), he ended up leaning against the bar beside Anita.

"Good evening." Yup, excellent. She was sure to forgive him in a heartbeat.

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

"Hey."

It wasn't a hostile word, or an indifferent word. It was just pure and simple Anita. She'd been trying to keep things all business this evening, and had caught herself glancing over at Reeve several times. Each time she watched him for a long moment, then felt a dull stab of something, and had to look away.

"I think things are going altright tonight."

Action/*giggles *

[urbandev.livejournal.com]

That? Pretty much sums up all the differences between then. But if she wants to do business, he can handle that. "suprisingly. But if Niko doesn't go home at midnight I'm chasing him out. With a broom, if necessary." Clearly, that not teasing thing is going well.

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

Finally she smiles, and it's one of her rarer ones; barely there affecting the bow of her lips. "You're being nice, then. I was going to manhandle him out, which I'm sure he'd protest."

It was so easy to fall back into such a comfortable place with Reeve. It kind of scared Anita sometimes.

"How are you tonight?"

[justashow.livejournal.com]

Kyle usually split his working nights into halves. Half his time spent in the back room putting the accounts in order and noting down suggestions for better financial gain in the margins of the ledgers, and half his time spent behind the bar fixing drinks and lending his best smile to anyone who looked like they might tip well.

This being New Years it was insanely crowded, and anticipating a long night, Kyle was splitting up his time into forty-five minute sections, so he always got a little rest for his feet.

He'd spotted a few familiar faces so far and kept on the look-out for a couple people in particular who he thought might drop by.

He was also keeping tabs on Niko who didn't seem to know the meaning of the word "rest".

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

The next time Kyle passed by, Niko raised an eyebrow. "I thought I told you to stop worrying."

[justashow.livejournal.com]

"I thought I told you I'm bad at doing what I'm told," Kyle replied, an eyebrow raised innocently.

"More sake?"

[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Shaking his head at the other man's stubbornness (though he certainly had no room to talk), Niko politely declined. "I still have to walk myself home, don't I?"

[justashow.livejournal.com]

"You mean there aren't dozens lining up to take you home a little tipsy? I don't believe that."

Kyle grinned at Niko and pondered the logistics of sexually harassing his boss.