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]

Comments

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

"Not one bit!" he exclaims cheerfully. "Never met the guy, but I do know the woman who sent out the invitations, anyway. She organized Taxon's last big party." Not that he cared for Cordelia in the slightest. She made him cringe and hold his head at her personality - and taste, for that matter.

"But it's always better meeting people with your own eyes, don't you think? I wouldn't want to force my opinions onto you about others." He offers her a quick grin.

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

"Oh absolutely." That wasn't something you heard every day, mostly people would offer up at least a 'you'll like him', or tainted your initial impression of someone with a bitter memory. It was refreshing.

"I love this idea though, celebrating the new year arriving. It makes more sense than that Christmas nonsense, don't you think?" She'd take her leave of him soon, she was as eager to meet people as she was to not seem like his charge. When she cottoned on to the midnight kissing thing though, she'd seek him out if he wasn't with someone already. If only to say thank you.

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

"Christmas nonsense indeed," he agrees wholeheartedly, especially given his past Christmas experience in Taxon. He tried not to look back on that. Remembering it was sickening. "I will offer my own cheers to the new year."

It was highly unlikely that he would be with anyone at midnight; she would easily be able to find him amongst the revelers.