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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[revivedqueen.livejournal.com]

A lowly vampire in her midst. Her lips twitch in distaste, and it takes her a few seconds before she can force them to part in what should be a passable, human smile.

"Oh!" Illyria says, shaking her head and saying, "Oh, I'm not really-- I'm just... it is?"

A sad thought. How peculiar.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

"Yes. A sad thought that nobody has swept you off your feet yet. Or, maybe not a sad thought, but rather... ridiculous. I would think that such an event would have already happened," Levi shrugs, grinning down at her again. She looks like the shy type, and Levi is a fan of urging shy types out of their shells.

[revivedqueen.livejournal.com]

"Swept me off my feet," she repeats. The phrase itself was unfamiliar to her - but then the spasms in her function system react on their own and when Illyria opens her mouth, she knows just what to say. "Oh, it's, um... I'm just waiting for someone. For Wesley. Do you know if he's here? I should go and see him if he is."

[levilup.livejournal.com]

"I haven't met anyone named Wesley, no, but I'm sure I could keep an eye out for him, if you'd like," Levi replies. "Is he the party-goer type?"

[revivedqueen.livejournal.com]

The question makes her giggle. "No, he's the library-goer type," she replies. "But... but he's - we're - friends with Cordelia." Illyria points at the woman in white in the crowd. "I'm Fred Burkle." She offers the vampire a small wave.

[levilup.livejournal.com]

"I see, I see," Levi chuckles in response to the library bit. He knows a few people like that. He blinks when Cordelia is mentioned, and glances at her. "Oh, you know Cordelia? She's a friend of mine, as well."

He waves back. "Levi Blakely. It's a pleasure."

[revivedqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh, really?" Illyria asks, nodding and tucking an errant strand of hair behind one ear. "That's nice. We... we're both from LA. We both work for Angel. Do you know him, too?"