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not_a_goddamn_princess) wrote2021-10-22 01:59 pm
not_a_goddamn_princess) wrote2021-10-22 01:59 pm
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MASQUERADE PARTY, 33 Apocalypse Ave, Friday Evening
Party night. The best of nights. An ornate sign on 33 Apocalypse’s door invited all to knock and make themselves known.
The space inside was bigger than it looked from the outside, stretched and displaced by magic. The wallpaper was green and textured, hinting at the English countryside. On one side of the room sat a significant bar offering food and drinks, while the other gave ample space to sit. A large Jenga tower held prominence in a corner.
It was easy to miss it, though, in favor of the little streams of water that ran across furniture and floor. Tiny glass gondolas, animated by magic, made their way back and forth across each stream. The gondolas were real, though the water itself was an illusion. It called attention to the ceiling, doubly enchanted: both to draw all cigarette smoke to itself so it wouldn’t blow in anyone’s face, but also to mimic the starry sky above Venice.
You could watch the stars twinkle, or see the occasional cloud go by. Magical fireflies added to the illusion, dancing through the air like tiny lights. If you listened closely, you could hear the sea rolling in across an invisible beach. Even the air smelled faintly of it: the sea, warm food and good wine.
Welcome to Eliot and Margo’s pad, people. They’d make damn sure you had a good time.
[ocd up, come party!]
The space inside was bigger than it looked from the outside, stretched and displaced by magic. The wallpaper was green and textured, hinting at the English countryside. On one side of the room sat a significant bar offering food and drinks, while the other gave ample space to sit. A large Jenga tower held prominence in a corner.
It was easy to miss it, though, in favor of the little streams of water that ran across furniture and floor. Tiny glass gondolas, animated by magic, made their way back and forth across each stream. The gondolas were real, though the water itself was an illusion. It called attention to the ceiling, doubly enchanted: both to draw all cigarette smoke to itself so it wouldn’t blow in anyone’s face, but also to mimic the starry sky above Venice.
You could watch the stars twinkle, or see the occasional cloud go by. Magical fireflies added to the illusion, dancing through the air like tiny lights. If you listened closely, you could hear the sea rolling in across an invisible beach. Even the air smelled faintly of it: the sea, warm food and good wine.
Welcome to Eliot and Margo’s pad, people. They’d make damn sure you had a good time.
[ocd up, come party!]
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It made her think of Summer, which obviously wasn't a good thing. Attaching the pins from Athoek made her think of home, and of the fact that she would probably never have one from Breq, because Breq was Breq and wouldn't think about it.
She looked about as cheerful as could be expected.
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Not that Margo was just going to ask up front again. “Hey there, good evening, welcome to the party,” she said, smile bright. “How’ve you been?”
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"Quite well, thank you. Have you settled in by now?"
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She smiled. "I didn't mean to make this a depressing start."
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She wasn't going to ask where the drinks were immediately.
"So, where can I drink."
She grinned. It was a perfectly normal way to start a party after all.
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"Everywhere," Eliot said, gesturing grandly. "But let me show you our bar. I've prepared a number of cocktails, but our signature for the night is a 'death in the afternoon', a delightful combination of champagne, simple syrup, and absinthe."
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He led the way towards the bar, scooping up the appropriate bottles. "Now, one more question: are you looking to hallucinate at all this evening, or no?"
That would tell him which absinthe to use, the enchanted one or the regular.
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"Of course. Well, depending on the options."
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He started mixing the drink with a great deal of showmanship -- while also ensuring that everything going into the glass happened well within Seivarden's view. There would be no roofying at this party if he could help it, and no suspicions thereof, either.
(And if doing so allowed her to see that no bare fingers touched any part of the glass that her mouth would also touch, that was non-deliberate on his part, but hopefully a perk for her sensibilities.)