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not_a_goddamn_princessParty 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!]
Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 07:29 pm (UTC)"I haven't really got to know them very well yet," she admitted. "But it didn't take too long for me and Margo to get into discussing weapons, so that's off to a better start than most, really! Might even get Eliot to take a peek into the shop at some point, too!"
Because that was how Amaya guaged success at these functions: how many new people she could get interested in her goods and wares.
it had been working out great for her so far!
Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 08:07 pm (UTC)Whether that be for swords or anything else that those two could possibly ever want.
Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 08:49 pm (UTC)"We'll just have to wait and see," she then decided, before turning the attention of the conversation onto him before she wound up getting a head so big she'd fall over all of a sudden.
"So how's being back from the trip?" she asked. "Getting back into the rhythm of things, I take it?"
She'd expect no less from Dwight, really.
Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 09:20 pm (UTC)"But things are good at the shop. Got the first shipment of supplies from the vendor I found up in Boston. Almost finished up a few prototypes of those boxes. So, if you wanna stop by or I can bring then over and we cab see what you think."
Cuz you know, it was good that he was staying so busy. There was never such a thing as too many projects to have going on at once right?
Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 09:58 pm (UTC)"I'd love to," she said eagerly. "Matter of fact, I wouldn't mind expediating those a little bit, if you've got the time. It would be great to start setting those up on the new Etsy shop, and I'll be sure to share a portion of those sales with my partner in crime, of course!"
Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 10:20 pm (UTC)Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 11:23 pm (UTC)Dorks.
They were both such big, huge dorks.
But Amaya would be glad that they didn't give into the siren call of hteir respective workshops after all; she would wind up killing it on the marketing tonight!
Re: Mingle!
Date: 2021-10-22 11:48 pm (UTC)Dwight returned the handshake with a grin. He'd have to see how this whole Etsy thing went. Didn't make a lot of sense to him but he made no claim to be up with the times with these kinds of things.
"So, will be seeing you around soon im sure then" he said with a grin of his own. "It'll be a... good brainstorming session."
Date. He had almost said date...but that was ok right? Business date... That was a thing right?