002 - Because Any Excuse is a Good Excuse to Party

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Firo comes and goes in the bar, cleaning and arranging things, vanishing with broken chairs and reappearing with new ones, replacing tables and cleaning up glass until the place is a weird combination of speakeasy chic and Gunsmoke classic-old-west-bar. And then he starts showing up with food.

The alcohol comes later, once he's arranged various things on various tables--glass centerpieces and fancy ash trays. He's having fun, bringing in some of the best hooch the Alveare has to offer. Finally, he leans out the doorway of the bar and gives a piercing whistle.]

H'lo! Anyone there? Throwing myself a welcoming wingding and it would curve to have it all to myself. Don't want all this food to go to waste!



[[It's a party! So yes, the usual rules apply--threadhopping, drinking, eating, being merry, etcetera!]]

Comments

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Castle? [Curiosity!] You're royalty?

This one's.... [He examines the bottle.] Looks like Kirk and Sweeney's rum to me.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Yep. I'm the princess of Altena. I'll be queen... [ shrug ] Eventually.

Hmm, it's pretty good. We mostly just keep wine and stuff for banquets.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[o.o] Queen? Wow. Altena... must be one of those 'other worlds' Dino mentioned.

[He removes his hat and flourishes it at her with a bow.] Well, it's an honor, anyhow.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ She nods. ] Yeah, different worlds. Mu tried to explain it to me when I first came here. It's easier to understand if you don't think too hard about it, I guess.

Quite the gentleman, aren't you! [ She chuckles at the hat flourish and bow. ] What do you do for a living, then?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Chuckle.] Some things are.

[Considers for a moment.] Well... kinda this. [He waves a hand at the party.] Supplying the necessary stuff for a good wingding, I guess.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a fun job! Better than most, anyhow.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I like it well enough. [Ah heh heh heh... He shoves his hands into his pockets.]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Want to trade with me and be a princess for a day? I promise my tutors don't bite.

[ No, she's not serious. But don't think she's not chuckling at the idea of her etiquette tutor forcing Firo into a dress. ]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Ah heh heh.] No thanks? [Is actually quite horrified at the idea of Angela whipping out a Chicago typewriter to deal with territorial intruders.]