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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[tothelightshown.livejournal.com]

She grinned, partly out of relief and partly because it was difficult not to when Glitch was preening. He looked happier than any prisoner should, but Taxon wasn't a normal prison and, besides, her friend's cheerfulness was often infectious.

"I bet you spent more time getting ready for tonight than I did," she replied, before adding: "I didn't want to miss it. I can't spend all my time hiding in the Northern Island."

[aintnoconvict]

"Maybe," Glitch hedged. He'd quietly begun rediscovering his vanity, and perhaps had done a bit of fussing in front of a mirror (or three) before heading out.

At her assessment of needing to get out more he nodded in agreement, not unkindly. "And that's good. Not staying in the palace, I mean, there's some nice people out there. Oh! I should introduce you to Buffy sometime, you'd probably like her. It'd be nice, having a friend your age instead of...not."

And he was one to talk, really.