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

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

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]

It's been maybe a half-hour and a couple (unknowingly strong) drinks later, and Cassie just seems happy. She doesn't slur her words, she's not walking like Jack freaking Sparrow. She's just...not her usual grumpy self. She sees Simon, and a genuine smile crosses her face.

"Rocketman!" She says happily, bouncing over to Simon. She takes a moment to look over his appearance. "You look nice," Cassie says with a smile.

[adpartesdolent.livejournal.com]

"It's Simon, Cassie." He feels he should point that out, if only to keep things more normal.

And now he's kind of... flailing a bit, hi Simon sucks with women in this area. "I...thank you? You too. Look nice, I mean."

Someone kill him now.

[slasher-slayer.livejournal.com]

"You'll always be Rocketman to me," Cassie chuckled.

When he complimented her appearance, Cassie's cheeks flushed and she bit her bottom lip. "Thanks, I mean. I think I look fucking ridiculous, but others seem to like it."

Bang. Yer dead.