NEW YEARS LOG

[veraciously]

Who: Everyone
When: All night, December 31
Where: The Fluffy Duckling
What: PARTYING
Warnings: PG-13: just in case!

[ Emma is waiting at the door of the bar, mostly making sure to mark anyone who is underaged with a black marker, so they don't drink. It doesn't cross her mind that they could just imagine it up, but oh well. Sighing, she looks inside, hoping to maybe go in an partake in a few drinks herself...

Maybe when she didn't have a job to do...]

Comments

[gordianknots]

[He has to eyebrow raise at the marker]

--What on Earth is that for?

[veraciously]

[ A frown]

For the little kids. So we know which ones are underage.

[gordianknots]

--Oh, yes, right, you're American, you have a higher one than us in the UK.

[veraciously]

Yeah, so American kids aren't getting drinks.

[naltorian]

[ Nura approaches the bar, all decked out in her denizen's silks and wraps and harem pants and jewelry ala' mode. ] Hey there, Emma. [ She smiles, leaning her arms on the bar counter and leaning forward amiably. ]

Got any fruit punch?

[veraciously]

[ Emma lets out a laugh as she takes a sip of her beer...imagined up of course ]

Nah, but I'm sure if you wanted some..

[naltorian]

[ Nura shakes her head. ] Oh no. I don't want any of that Imagineered food. It tastes real, but it's still something that the Rulers gave us, and of what they have given us, I've reason to suspect that this Imagineering will come back to bite us in the nass.

[veraciously]

I never thought of that, but it is useful. I wonder though, if that girl has anything to do with that part of it.

[extrafancy]

[She's not going to miss an opportunity to have a good time, so of course she's at the bar.

But she's waiting outside the bar for now, tapping her foot, maybe she's just waiting to interact with someone before going inside.]

[anotherchopsuey]

[ Maybe Kouichi isn't the biggest fan of parties, but it doesn't mean he dislikes them at all. And he is rather a sociable person, plus, New Year's Eve is a good opportunity to celebrate.

Thus he walks to twintail girl from behind, with friendly smile. ]

Hi, Akazawa-san!

[extrafancy]

[Ah, if it isn't Sakakibara. She sees him and at first she's frowning, but she offers him a small smile as well.]

Kouichi-kun, it's good to see you. I didn't take you for the party type.

[anotherchopsuey]

[ ...this frown confuses him, did he do anything wrong?

But okay for now. ]

Ah, I'm not the party rocker, but they aren't bad. And I had no other plans, so...

Unlike you. I'm sure you wouldn't miss any party.

[deceases]

[ He's here already, geez!! He wasn't planning on coming at all, but he didn't have much choice once she told him to be there.. there's just no way anyone could say no to that girl, huh? Maybe he can just hang around her then the entire time, that sounds relatively okay to him. As long as he just doesn't have to talk to bothersome people.

Natsuno rubs the back of his neck a little as he walks up to Akazawa. A little late, but punctuality isn't his strongest point either way. ]

Hey. [ He acts all casually like he's not late though.. ]

[extrafancy]

[...She's so done commenting on how late he is all the time too.]

Better late than never I suppose.

[She huffs, then turns.]

Are you coming?

[deceases]

[ NOT LIKE HE CARES EITHER WAY. But sure, at least he's obedient enough right now to follow her in. She'd be grumpy no matter what time he came either way, he's sure.. ]

You should be glad I even turned up at all for something like this.

And a few hours later, in one of the booth in the corner..

[gordianknots]

[Waver has done the following, over the past few hours:

1. Purchased an entire bottle of whisky, after much haggling
2. Acquired four shot glasses
3. Begun to drink said bottle of whisky.

It's left him rather content and just a little drunk in that his usual facade has dropped, morphing into something far more similar to his younger self. His loud, overreactive, tsundere, nineteen year old self.

TAGS THIS IMMEDIATELY.

[veraciously]

[ Emma's had a few herself, but maintains some of her composure. She's smiling a little bit more though...Flopping down at the booth, she grins]

Hey there, Princess.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING AND I'M CACKLING

[gordianknots]

--Really? You couldn't at least come up with a better nickname than that?

[kindofademon]

How good is that whisky?

[Don't mind Ryuunosuke just casually walking up as if you weren't complete enemies. He likes his drinks, but even if he didn't, he'd probably bug you anyway.]

[gordianknots]

Decent enough.

[Oh. Wait. It's you and you're here in person. Don't mind Waver tensing up automatically, but not before offering a faux-cheerful:] Fuck off.

[bluesteelranger]

'New year'. Already? Well, sure of that or not, given his distinct inability to tell much of time beyond his own measurements, the one called Renne finds his way to the Duckling. Try some of the local fare, perhaps meet another life-form or two.

The sensation of something mark-drawing on his arm gets a puzzled chirrup.

"Eee?"

[dohaeris]

[sansa timidly approaches the bar. it is important to participate in local traditions, if she wants to make friends and win allies!]

May I have a cup of wine, please?

Herp, this is later, apologies. This is also Waver mun.

[axeatyourside]

[Don't mind the big dude who's coming away with his beer that bumps into you Sansa.]

Ah, shit, that's spilled beer.

[dohaeris]

[sansa sputters indignantly.]

I beg your pardon, ser!

FIREWORKS AT MIDNIGHT /awkwardly tags two weeks later

[waterformybath]

Howl is on a boat, bobbing a little ways from the docks in the Silver District. He has a crate of fragile balls filled with various magical powders designed to explode when tossed into the air and ignited. Normally he'd be able to conjure fire himself to ignite them. Instead, he's had to add a fuse that he lights before using the wind to propel them into the air above him.

At the stroke of midnight, Howl throws the first ball up, and it bursts into an array of glittering pink and blue sparkles that are reflected by the sea, well in view of those celebrating in the Fluffy Duckling.