taxonomites | [location: John Everton's House] [OPEN TO ALL!] BLOCK PARTY!!!

The time had come. Charlotte left John in charge of setting up the bar, giving him only the one request that he have a decent selection of beer, and did the work of dialing up the food. She knew she was going way over board. For all she knew no one might show up, even though she'd gotten a bit of a response to her invite. How could people resist, though. Food, drink, Dean's music, kittens? Okay, and an ex-vampire, but that wasn't his fault.

Pushing that thought away, she continued laying out the food and the carefully crafted warding spells that would protect it from the kittens. They had been given run of most of the patio, but not the yard, and not the food area. That meant they'd still be popping in and out of people's laps, but at least they wouldn't do it to plates.

When everything was ready, Charlotte ran up to change into skinny jeans, a crisp white button down and a ridiculously shiny pair of cowboy boots. Not unlike Dawn, not that she knew it, Charlotte was having too much fun with the fashion options the replicators afforded. Properly armored for the event, she headed back to the patio to wait for their first guests.

OOC: This is an open event, folks, anyone should feel free to tag in, even if they just discover the party. Start a new thread with a label if you want or just tag in on another thread. Feel free to hop around, too. IT'S A PARTY, PEOPLE! Also, this will go on as long as people are interested, so backtag all ya like. We know people will be in and out all weekend. Have fun, drink all the booze.

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For all her line-up of dates this week, it never occured to Vala to bring one to the party. Well it did, to be fair, but this was an event that would go ahead with or without a date, so why waste one on the occasion when she could save it for an evening with no plans?

She'd have asked Daniel, but he seems to be doing his level best to ignore her recently, plus she might be secretly sulking that despite her array of willing dates, he wasn't one of them. Not that she expected him to offer, but expected and hoped aren't the same thing.

Party etiquette lost on her, she arrives empty handed. A faux pas which she quickly rectifies with two emergency hatched pitchers of Margarita and oddly enough a can of silly string when she sees others bearing gifts. Fairly lethal Margarita at that, we'll ignore the silly string and pretend it never happened maybe?

Charlotte only noticed Vala after the impromptu 'shopping.' Very nearly clapping with pleasure that the dark haired woman had appeared, she headed over to grab a pitcher so it didn't get dropped. "Welcome to the party. I'm glad you found us." Not that finding the place was that hard. It was on the map, after all.

She led her over to the bar so they could put down the drinks. "We've got a pretty good turn out. I have to admit, I'm a bit surprised."

"I can find my way across galaxies with no transport, one city with a map provided is hardly a challenge." She gave Charlotte a smug smile, oblivious as usual to her response maybe being inappropriate. It was the truth.

"It does seem rather busy, did you bribe them?" Vala chides, light-heartedly as she sets down the pitcher and takes in the vista of the fairly bustling throng of people.

Neither wildly inappropriate comment offended Charlotte. In fact, they both amused her. A lot. "I did, in fact, bribe them. I offered them food and booze." She nodded at a couple of the guys standing awkwardly in a corner. "I also offered women, but they haven't taken me up on that one yet."

"Really?" Vala looks momentarily shocked, presumably at the offering women part, until of course she finishes the sentence.

"They're all a bit backward in coming forward, these Earth guys, I've found. I'm not surprised they're standing there like oranges."

That'll be lemons Vala, not oranges. A awkward pause of her own as she realises it was a joke. "You didn't mean that literally did you?" It makes you wonder what kind of places Vala's been to.

Charlotte was starting to wonder about Vala, but in a 'I should buy you a few rounds and as' kind of way. She was just plain interesting. Still, Charlotte chuckled at the question. "No, I didn't. I just put up the party sign and people showed." She looked around at all the people mingling. "I must have good timing, that's all. We've been here long enough to need this."

She took a long drink. "It's a community, of sorts."

Honestly, give Vala an opportunity to talk about herself and she'll be on a roll. Whether it'll be the whole truth and nothing but the truth is another matter entirely. What she isn't very good at is, is remembering to be interested in other people.

"Well I know I do." This coming from the woman who's got a date lined up for nearly every night this week. Unfortunately none of them the date she was hoping for, but that hasn't stopped her having a good time.

"If I'm stuck here any longer, I think I might go insane." It's debatable how much change that would entail however. With that she pours herself and Charlotte a Margarita each. "Bottoms up!"

Have some vaguely lime flavored tequila Charlotte. None of this surreptitious drink spiking for Vala, she's quite open about it.

Charlotte took a long drag off the drink, hiding her cough at the strength of the not quite a margarita. Still, it had good tequila in it, so Charlotte was happy enough. "That's why the party, at least partly. If we go crazy just from being here, we'll never get out. That's not acceptable." Or course, in Taxon she had her kittens, and John, and didn't have her father, so she had to admit that it wasn't the worst thing that had ever happened to her.

Sexual assault not withstanding.

"We'll have do this more often, that's all."

And then, because things weren't already awkward enough, there was Inara.

Inara, who was somehow quite drunk. It probably had something to do with the fact that she'd switched from beer to punch some time ago, punch which had been spiked by certain parties combined with the fact that Inara was, when it came to drinking, regrettably quite a lightweight.

"Vala...it was Vala wasn't it?" Inara breezed, drifting over in a line that was decidedly less than straight. "How are you?"

She beamed at the other woman brightly, like they were the oldest and dearest of friends. Inara was apparently a Happy Drunk.

Vala isn't even slightly drunk by this stage, and it has to be said, as much as she's sure Inara is lovely, it really is just too weird for her. Every moment spent looking at Inara, reminds her of how badly she's failed with her daughter, not something she'd like to be reminded of particularly, if she's honest. Although she'd deny that it bothers her if pressed.

She smiles amicably at the woman though, if not a little forced. "That's right. I'm...I'm good," Vala falters a little, "...and you?"

Time for one of those Margaritas she thinks, she'll be helping herself and holding the smile firmly in place for the duration. "Settling in now?" Vala asks, taking a thirsty swig as opposed to a dainty sip.

If Inara was more sober...far, far more sober...she would have picked up on the obvious signs of Vala's discomfort. As it is, though, she just smiles with entirely too much sincerity. "Good, I'm glad!"

She gestures with her cup of punch vaguely. "You know, I don't really get out enough. We should..." And then she loses her train of thought, picking it up on the other side of whatever tunnel it wandered into. "Talk. Do something."

And then she brightens, looking around at the party. "And I'm doing much better! Especially now that it looks like xī xuè guĭ aren't going to jump out of the walls and attack us all. That could have happened. Oh! Is that a margarita?"

[location: John Everton's House] [OPEN TO ALL!] BLOCK PARTY!!!

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