five | [Location: Levi's Mansion] | got my boots on, the right amount of leather

[levilup.livejournal.com]

New Years Eve.

Levi is ready, decked out in his party suit, and a lot of makeup. He's just finished his preparations, and he's sitting in his living room, waiting patiently for Cordelia to arrive, and then the guests. Of course, the party isn't taking place in his living room. That's much too small for such a large event.

He's having a party in his basement.

His basement is huge, and he's decked it out in lights and such that he's hatched. All of it has a New Years theme, somehow; Levi's good at throwing parties, he knows how to decorate. The room is basically like a nightclub. It's dark, but clear of most beams and supports; there are couches and chairs, and a bar to the far end, stocked with just about every type of alcohol imaginable (as well as a few different types of blood). Here and there, there's potted plants and trees in clumps, as well as a giant throne, surrounded by those plants, further along on the back wall. There's also a large stage towards the middle, with a dancing space out in front of it. And right above the stage is a giant clock, which Levi had set up earlier for the countdown later that night.

As for music, he's got a whole playlist, just waiting to be started. It's a huge mix of things, from pop-y dance music to slow songs for the couples. There's a few setlists, of sorts, pinned to the walls and the bar.

It's about ten minutes before the party arrives, and Levi is waiting impatiently.



[[ooc: Vaguely organized planning post here! If there's a song you suggested and you want it to be played, it will be. Just handwave it. So yes! Have fun. :D

EDIT: Subthread labeled for the countdown to midnight is up! Grab your date and tag there for kissy tiemz. :3]

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[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

A few minutes later, Cordelia arrives wearing this (http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk166/zarahjoyce/charisma_carpenter_buffy_vampire_sl.jpg). She can't say she's not excited for the party - after all, it is a party, and parties are definitely within her range of 'beloved events ever'. She knocks on the door to be polite, and looks around to see if others have already arrived or not.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

Nope, Cordelia's the first one. Levi's expecting this, so when he opens the door, he grins at her, pretty much incredibly excited. He moves out of the way so she can come inside, and he gestures for her to do so.

"Evening, Cordelia," Levi hums, clearly in a fantastic mood. "That is a beautiful dress."

[undoing.livejournal.com]

Angel waited until there were more bodies filling the room to approach Cordelia. In true Angel fashion, he came up behind her, seemingly out of nowhere like he had the uncanny ability to do without putting fourth much effort. "White suits you."

What do you know, they match (http://www.d-boreanaz.com/gallery/albums/albums/magazines/us-weekly-2/normal_us-weekly-2-001.jpg). The irony of this is not lost on the vampire who promised her he'd attend Levi's party. And this is him, attending.

[aintnoconvict]

The suit had been hatched with the idea that it would entertain Chiana, but then Glitch remembered that she was gone. Long gone, even. But silver was still a good color, reminiscent of Nick Chopper's nickle plating and magic slippers and- okay, it matched the zipper, it was appropriate.

So he turned up at the party in the shiniest suit ever, smelling faintly of his fourth-wall gift, and tried to blend in. Good luck with that.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

That shiny suit is like a flashing neon light, especially to someone like Levi, who's attracted to shiny things like a moth to flame. Of course, he's also the host, so like hell he's going to ignore anybody. This is about making good impressions, and hopefully, friends. Levi hasn't lived this long by having loads of enemies, after all.

"That is quite possibly the shiniest suit I've ever seen," Levi says, by way of a conversation starter. He's trying not to sneak up on people, but he does have a tendency to just pop up, holding a glass in his hand and looking very pleased with everything.

[likeajoan.livejournal.com]

Well. In a suit like that, Glitch was hardly difficult to spot, and though Buffy was no longer in ridiculously happy mode, she was still happy to see him. Thus, she sauntered over, wearing quite a broad smile, with two raised eyebrows to convey her admiration.

"Hey there Mr. Shiny."

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

"Dance with me."

It was a demand rather than a question, though Drusilla's expression when she turned to Glitch was positively angelic. She gave him a wide smile, her teeth as white as her dress and her lips as red as something it was best not to think about.

"Dance with me."

She held out her hand for him to take. If he said no, she'd be very cross.

[clonedcuckoos.livejournal.com]

When the girls got their invitation, they hadn't debated long on whether or not to go. So they didn't know the names on the invite, but they were new. And they had to meet people somehow, so...

It had taken forever to figure out what they wanted to wear - those hatches equaled a massive variety to choose from - but had finally decided on something (http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j4/cnrward/Style%20and%20Clothing%20pics/RedHolidayDresses1.jpg). They strolled on in, each step in sync, looking around the room.

It ain't no mutant prom, that's for sure.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

The moment Levi sees the girls walk in, he finds himself intrigued. Identical in everything, movements, stride, appearance-- except for the dresses. It's only a matter of time before Levi strolls over, holding a wineglass in one hand, the other stuffed casual in his pants pocket.

"Red is definitely a good color for you three," Levi remarks casually, taking a sip from his glass.

[undoing.livejournal.com]

As people seemed to enjoy pointing out, Angel had a nasty habit of wearing black, black, and a lot more black and when he did venture away from the black, he stuck to a dark color scheme that was only a few degrees away from being in the black range-- dark blues, purple-ish hues, crimson reds, browns and so on. So, as if to prove that he was capable of donning something that didn't accent the creature of the night theme he had going for him, the vampire showed up wearing something in white (http://www.d-boreanaz.com/gallery/albums/albums/magazines/us-weekly-2/normal_us-weekly-2-001.jpg).

It was plain, simple, yet effective.

The scent of the person (http://glowingseer.livejournal.com/profile) he's looking for is easy enough to pick up on, for once Angel's one of the first people to arrive when he usually makes with the grand late entrances. Several first this evening, it seems. He doesn't go to her just yet, instead lingering near a wall that has now been officially dubbed the wall in which he will retreat to when needed for parties aren't really his thing. He's here, for he promised the woman he's eying from across the room that he'd attend. ...and he needed to issue an apology or two to people he taunted and harassed when he was Angelus and more than likely, those people would be here. Hopefully none of them thought he was still The Scourge. His soul was back and very much intact.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

Black isn't a bad color, by any means. Levi enjoys the color, probably wears a bit too much of it as well, but hey, he's fashionable. As long as he looks good, he doesn't care. And usually, black against his pale skin looks pretty damn good, so he sticks with what works. But, white is a fantastic color as well, though he definitely likes it better on others. Angel is no exception, and Levi's not going to let the guy get away with lurking when he's wearing such a good color.

The whole wallflower thing isn't going to fly. Not at Levi's party. So he slides up next to Angel, holding two wine glasses, one for him and one for Angel. He offers Angel the wineglass with pig's blood, having heard Cordelia talk about it before, and grins.

"You could go talk to her, rather than skulking in the corner," Levi tells Angel, smirking.

[fangy-summers.livejournal.com]

Party... Cool. Buffy remembered those. It had been a while since going to one which didn't include mass slaughter, but anyone who contacted her for such a thing was either worth knowing more about or was hosting an event for just about the entire population.

Which meant plenty of opportunity for causing chaos.

What she was wearing (http://www.chosentwo.com/gallery/displayimage.php?album=4&pos=25), was more in line with the Buffy of yore, but unless someone possessed the ability to detect a vampire at range, the turned Slayer had every intention of donning human guise. No facial ridges or fangs for her. Not on display, anyway. This was more a chance for skulking around to scout out prey and potential competitors.

That the interior was to her liking, helped matters, of course.

"Nice..."

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Having no such ability, Cordelia will definitely be mistaking the vampire for the human, normal Slayer she's friends with. As such, when she spots Buffy - wearing something definitely circa-forgotten and weird - she raises a brow but doesn't comment on her attire. Yet.

"Hey Buffy!" she greets, handing one of her champagne glasses to the other girl. "Glad you can make it!"

[revivedqueen.livejournal.com]

The invitation that arrived in her tablet has piqued Illyria's interest. A gathering of people; a party. She has accessed the shell's memories and discovers a past event, one celebrated within the confines of the Wolf, the Ram and the Hart's territory. Something with dancing, and rituals. Intriguing.

Donning Fred's appearance (http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk166/zarahjoyce/tgiq0142.jpg) once again, she follows some of the people and descends towards the basement. Most of the people are unfamiliar to both her and the shell. Illyria goes to stand near the walls, merely observing.

Perhaps if she watches enough, she will finally come to understand how these unfortunate creatures work.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

Levi's mistaking the people-watching for wallflowerness, but either way, he's still sliding up next to Illyria, giving her a little grin before sipping from his glass.

"Someone as pretty as you shouldn't be standing by the wall all alone," Levi hums, looking out at the crowd. "It's a sad thought, indeed."

[likeajoan.livejournal.com]

Fashionably late as ever (at this point it's not fashionable, it's just poor time-keeping) Buffy arrives, all prettified in a little black dress (http://i50.tinypic.com/29fyul3.jpg) for the occasion. She almost wasn't going to come, considering the fact that she's not exactly Levi's favorite person-- but then she realized that it would be far more entertaining to attend and annoy him. So she's here, whistling in an impressed sort of way at the interior, as she slinks in.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

Oh, Levi sees you, Buffy. And he makes a face from across the room when he does. Ew, Slayer. Still, it was a mass invite, so she was perfectly within her rights to come here.

He's behaving, but he's on the lookout for some way to bother her. Y'know, maybe by dancing with someone and pretending to bite them, only to pull away at the last second. That kind of thing.

[dexmcduff.livejournal.com]

When Dexter said that he was staying far away from the New Year's party in the vampire basement... well, it was a lie. The change of heart probably came from the dawning realisation that if a bunch of other people were going, he was doomed to spend the countdown surrounded by creepy pod people. At least the vampireness of the evening would have that vampire-slayers-are-present buffer.

So.

Dexter makes it down to the basement after a long and nervous trek (almost tripping a few times on the way down, wonderful), not extremely dressed up (think this (http://i45.tinypic.com/2jcexcw.png) without the manbag), but A for effort. Once inside, he kind of glances around at all the people, scoping out the ones he knows aren't of the bloodsucking variety. Oh, Dexter. You go to a party with vampires, you're going to end up mingling with vampires.

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

And non-vampires as well!

"Dexter, hi!" This said with a big smile. "Thanks for coming!"

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

Toby had had no intention of coming to this party, had planned weeks ago to spend New Year's Eve with Olivia and the Winchesters. But now Olivia is gone, and Dean seems to be himself again, and for the first time in recent memory, Toby just wants to hang out and get drunk. And when Toby actually wants to get inebriated, it's a big deal.

It gets kind of hard to block out thoughts when you're half in the bag.

He slips inside as discreetly as possible, wearing the good old clubbing-in-Toronto attire - a blue shirt, sleeves rolled up, and jeans - , and unintentionally looking less than cheerful. The room is loud with voices and thoughts, but the music is doing a good job of blocking out both. If he's lucky, he won't overhear much unless he's really trying.

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Cordelia looks around her and, seeing Toby, grabs an extra glass of champagne so she can hand it to him.

"Hey there," she greets him with a soft smile, noticing his gloominess. "How are you, Toby?"

[faderbroderson]

When Godric arrives, it's sans Eric, which is odd enough all on its own. But there's nothing in his demeanor to suggest anything is wrong, and he's decked out in a suit that's far more dressed up than his usual extremely casual attire. He looks around appreciatively at the work Levi's put into the event and the growing crowd. He only hopes no one ruins the night by trying to stake him.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

Levi's taken a great liking to Godric, so of course, the moment he sees him, Levi edges his way through the crowd, holding two glasses in his hand, both filled with some of the best blood Levi's ever tasted. When he reaches Godric, he offers one of the glasses, grinning.

"May I offer you a drink?" It's almost like one can hear the tilde in that question.

[notsawbones.livejournal.com]

McCoy actually had no intention of coming to this New Year's party either when he received this invitation; but this was a decision that was rapidly changed when he saw the 'H' at the bottom of his invite and so, with great reluctance, he decides to turn up at the party. Not one for social functions, the good doctor finds the nearest wall to hug for the remainder of the evening shortly after he arrives, not really bothering to dress up for the occasion (http://www.kurban.project-gotham.net/albums/magazines/playstation_italy_april09/playstation_italy_april09.jpg), but not wearing his Federation uniform either.

Very much sigh.

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Sorry H, but you're now going to get trolled. In person.

Grinning, Cordelia approaches the good, kind doctor and asks, in all innocence, "So. Where's the bank?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Dean's had a crappy week. As usual. Really, his life just sucks in general, he thinks. So when he gets an invite to a party in what he's dubbed 'Vampire Territory', he feels like smacking his head against the wall repeatedly. He knows Buffy's going, so he knows there's going to be a Slayer there, but... she probably could use some backup.

So Dean stops living in his Impala (which he's been doing since he glitched back to human from... whatever the hell that had been) and drives to Levi's mansion, rolling his eyes at the whole thing. Jeeze. Fancy vampires.

So that's how Dean ends up lurking in the far corner of the room, quiet, with a drink in his hand and a stake (he wanted to take the crossbow Buffy gave him for Christmas but it was too big) in his pocket. Stakes are still dumb, to him, but... they seem to be effective on these things, so. Go with the flow.

He's giving off a 'I'm the goddamn Rat Dude' vibe, here.

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

He looks like a Rat Dude, actually. But she's a hostess, so she'll forbear.

"Hey, Dean," Cordelia greets him, fulfilling her duty to go and talk to people no matter how... weird and overall unpleasant they are. "So good of you to come. Feels like I haven't talked to you in forever, doesn't it?"

[tiberiuskirk.livejournal.com]

Though the dreaded fourth of January is now closer than ever, Kirk is trying to be a more pleasant individual and doing so by making an appearance at this party he was invited to. He didn't dress up, but he did opt for something more comfortable (http://chris-pine.org/imgs/displayimage.php?album=68&pos=1) that didn't scream he was from a future where traveling through space was the norm. He doesn't see his girlfriend yet among the crowd, but he's more interested in locating a much-needed drink at the moment and makes a b-line for the bar.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

Oh, hello, attractive young man, Levi is interested in you. Not for anything serious, obviously, because... well, Shane, but there's no harm in flirting, straight guy or not. Also, once he gets a little closer, Levi realizes it's that Kirk kid, the one Buffy is dating. Hell yes, opportunity to bother the Slayer taken.

Levi makes his way to the bar, and slides behind it, grinning at Kirk.

"Looking for a drink?"

[ltnuhura.livejournal.com]

Uhura had been surprised to get an invite, given that the last two times she and Cordelia had spoken, one or the other had been glitched. She'd gone back and forth over whether or not to attend for a while, but ultimately decided that getting out and socializing was better than wallowing. So she'd hatched herself a dress (http://www.zoe-saldana.net/photos/displayimage.php?album=204&pos=47) and entered the party, looking in awe at the decorations.

[sirachi.livejournal.com]

Never, had Siri worn anything like this (http://i48.tinypic.com/w6vkj.png) in her life, but it was what the hatch had produced for her when she went to it to find something that was more New Years appropriate so she could attend this party in something that wasn't her usual Jedi garb. She even went as far as to let her hair down for the occasion and took comfort in the fact that she seemed to blend in with the other women at the party to help ease how awkward she felt wearing something that was more suited to senators.

She eyed the decorations, ever fascinated by the costumes of the humans from this Earth, coming to stand next to a woman who seemed to be admiring them as well. "I assume they serve some sort of purpose," she asked in that clipped Coruscanti accent of hers.

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

Personally, Cam didn't know many New Years parties to be particularly black-tie affairs. Thus, he refused the idea of wearing a tie entirely. He was not a big fan of ties. That said, the one thing his room furnished him--because Christmas aside, he was still not enthusiastic about the hatches--felt as if he might as well be wearing one (http://www.benbrowderportal.com/gallery/d/1087-2/Ben-SantaMonicaInterview3.jpg).

He told himself the lack of one gave it a casual enough air to fit with a New Years party.

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Oh, but that suit was just fantastic. He'd fit right in!

As such here was Cordelia, coming straight at you Cam. "Hey there!" she said. "Glad you can make it!"

The guy's face looked familiar. Hmmm.

[frell-this-dren.livejournal.com]

Crichton hadn't really planned on attending, he didn't really know anyone though and the best way to meet people was to, you know, actually put yourself in a situation where that might actually happen.

Plus, morbid curiosity wanted to see his clone and Aeryn, he presumed they'd be attending. So a last minute decision to show his face had him turning up in his usual leather (http://www.farscaped.com/jcleathers.jpg).

Now where was the bar? Christ he needed a drink.

[aintnoconvict]

The bar was over by the guy with the really shiny suit. Or maybe the other way around. Still! Glitch was taking a break from dancing to all this (incredibly weird) Otherside music with a nice cold...ginger ale. Lame, but practical, mixing alcohol with half-a-brain was tricky unless you were careful.

The arrival of someone dressed more interestingly than him required comment, or at least a conversation opener. "Nice party, yeah?"

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

Apparently Cordelia wasn't capable of holding grudges, because quite curiously the Master had an invite to the mansion, and who was he to deny a get-together? There were no explosions as an after party this time, however, which was a downright shame, but he wasn't in the mood to set anything up to keep with tradition.

Besides, he was escorting the lovely Astrid, and he wouldn't want to tarnish his reputation that he's built up with her. "Enjoy yourself!" he tells her with a flourish of a hand. "There's plenty of good people to meet for the social butterflies."

He'll have to leave her side soon, though. It would do him no good if people came around pointing fingers regarding his little presentation with the dead Extra.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

The past couple of days had been almost a blur, but the Master had been so good to her, he'd done everything he could to fix her unfortunate semi-teleported state, and even succeeded for this event in making her whole. Hopefully it was permanent this time, unlike the short half an hour he'd managed the previous day. And that's not to mention how kind he'd been in helping her settle in to Taxon, especially with how the hatches worked! Without them, she'd have never owned a dress like this (http://australiaentertains.com.au/wp-content/Kylie-Minogue.jpg).

"It makes a change not to be working at a party like this," she grinned at her charming company. "I'll be sure to! Thank you, by the way. For everything."

MIDNIGHT KISS

[levilup.livejournal.com]

It's a few minutes before midnight, and Levi's heading over to turn the music down. Once it's lowered, he jumps to the stage in the middle of the room, and glances around at everybody, grinning widely.

"As of now... it's two minutes to midnight. If you have a date, find them and hold them close. The countdown is starting soon," Levi says to all of them, before hopping down from the platform.

He has nobody to kiss (or so he thinks), so he's going to go hide by the bar while the countdown clock lowers, digital numbers ticking down one by one.

[faderbroderson]

Godric, incidentally, reaches the bar at almost the same time Levi does. He's paying attention to the clock, marveling at the work Levi's put into this whole setup, so he doesn't realize he's headed toward the same place Levi is until he gets there, and the familiar scent alerts him. Glancing over, he realizes they're only a few feet from one another.

FASHIONABLY LATE

[fordification.livejournal.com]

Even without a century's worth of cynicism loaded onto his attitude, Ethan hates the thought of someone thinking he's afraid. That's why he came to this party to celebrate the new year (though, does anyone even know what the year is?). To prove that he doesn't afraid of anything isn't afraid of some intimidation - ignoring, for his own sake, that said intimidation was by a vampire.

Ye olde Ethan is currently standing somewhat off to the side, watching the crowd and feeling uncomfortably out of place... which he shouldn't, he thinks, because bars and parties have always been his thing. But times seem to have changed. A lot. He's in a white shirt and black tie, the outfit looking only vaguely as oldschool as him. Observing - and maybe keeping an eye out for the attractive women in the room - , he nurses his drink.

Best way to be!

[tothelightshown.livejournal.com]

DG had thought long and hard about her outfit, which was why she arrived late, wearing shoes she’d never normally wear and a dress (http://media.photobucket.com/image/zooey%20deschanel%20dress/jen_ripper/Randoms/upclose.jpg) she wasn’t entirely comfortable in. She’d take a pair of jeans over a skirt any day, but she didn’t want to attract the sort of attention typically reserved for the girl who turned up at a nice party in battered jeans and a leather jacket.

(Meeting people was one thing, but that wasn’t what she had in mind.)

She didn’t have a particular destination in mind as she crossed the room, although a drink would be a good idea, but she smiled at the man with the tie as she passed. She couldn't hide away in the Northern Island forever.

Annnd here's the Master being 'social' away from Astrid.

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

He found the different kind of blood more interesting than the alcohol, curiously swirling a finger through one of the varieties. O-, good choice. But even that was a bore after some time. At least he easily swept away from Astrid, leaving her to mingle on her own; he didn't need her seeing any potential trouble he could get in.

There was a bounce in the Master's step as he moved about the party, pleased with the upbeat music that kept the drums from aching as badly.

And then at last he could not deny the throne. It was perfect! It was a beaut! After all, he was the Master; he was deserving of something of this sort! Pleased, he stretches himself across it and looks out amongst the people that he could rule.

Whether or not he wanted this city, however... That was another question entirely.

[revivedqueen.livejournal.com]

Illyria found the throne intriguing as well - but not at much as the man occupying it. She remembered him all too well; the one who had seemingly enjoyed destroying one of the empty creatures polluting this place. She had spoken to him, then.

And now here she was, a drink she found tepid and bland in her hand. Illyria smiled at him - the expression completely alien to her face, but not on Winifred's - and asked, "Are you sure it's okay for you to sit there?"