006: [Location: Hyperion Hotel] Like the Prom, Only with Legal Alcohol Supply

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Party time!

Cordelia, clad in her chosen outfit for the night, made final rounds inside the hotel to make sure everything was perfect. The decorations were subdued and classy - thanks to both Dawn and Fred, and even the garden was opened so that those who wished to step out and inhale the fake Taxon air could do so. There were tons of wine, beer, scotch, vodka - and if Doyle's selections weren't enough, there's a hatch conveniently behind the refreshments table.

The hotel lobby was cleared of all the furniture, so that the mingling and the dancing could take place more comfortably. If people wanted to take a tour of the hotel, they were welcomed to do so save for three rooms: Fred's, Angel's, and Wesley's office. For not-so-obvious-but-quite-sentimental reasons.

[OOC: This party takes place after the Liar Liar glitch took effect. Mingle! Threadjack! Interrupt! Have fun!]

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[slasher-slayer.livejournal.com]

Cassie stopped. Okay, so she was related to Simon. She got that much. But.... Nah. She couldn't have read her mind.

"Oh, so you're River," Cassie said with realization. "He was looking for you when he first got here. I didn't know who you were."

"I'm Cassie."

[biverbam.livejournal.com]

Of course she did, but that can be handled later.

River nods and moves the ribbon between thumb and forefinger before letting it drop. There's somewhat less smile now and more placid consideration.

"He's stubborn."

Pause.

"Should dance."

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"He is stubborn," Cassie agreed with a small chuckle.

Then all the blood rushes to her face. "Oh, I don't dance," Cassie said, shaking her head. "I don't even know if he's here."

[biverbam.livejournal.com]

"It's a compulsory part of the process."

What process? Who knows, but Cassie is going to dance.

[slasher-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Process of being...at a party?" Cassie asked, arching an eyebrow.

She does not get this chick at all.

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"Yes," says River.

Duh, says River's face.

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"Right, well, I'm not really one to follow rules." Or dance with guys she think are cute, but she's not gonna tell River that. Even though she just thought it and just did. And she didn't even know it.

"Really. I can't dance. Two left feet."

[biverbam.livejournal.com]

River just grins and tries to tuck the thought of 'Make Simon dance with Cassie' stick somewhere noticeable. Somewhere up front, because really. A chance to get someone to dance and get Simon to make faces?

Brilliant.

"Physical impossibility," she says. Though for a second she cocks her head to the side (feet, toes, and some are gone) to consider things. "Balance may still prove problematic."

[slasher-slayer.livejournal.com]

If Cassie could read minds, she would be afraid. Very, very afraid of you, River. You diabolical mastermind, you.

Cassie understood that much and chuckled softly, biting her bottom lip. "I was kidding. I just.... Not much of a dancer," Cassie said with a small nod.

[biverbam.livejournal.com]

Fear the power of the brat.

River only smiles and puts a hand very, very lightly on Cassie's shoulder. It's supposed to be comforting. "Simon knows how to lead."

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Cassie's eyes shoot up towards her hairline comically, at least it's comical to anyone watching this interaction. "I...um," Cassie shook her head.

"The fuck am I all flustered for?" Cassie half-muttered to herself, feeling her cheeks get all warm.

[biverbam.livejournal.com]

That? Right there? Just the smallest hint of a fiendish grin before River pulls her hand away.

"Don't let him be stupid."

And off she goes to find her next dance partner.

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Cassie blinks once, twice, then watches as River sashays away. Her head canted to the left and she watched the head of dark hair slowly disappear.

"Okay...what the fuck was that?"