aesthetic_mojo: (Through the glasses)
Charlotte Blaine ([personal profile] aesthetic_mojo) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2009-07-03 07:39 pm

[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.

[identity profile] hearts-of-gold.livejournal.com 2009-07-07 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Inara drifted in a Zoe-wardly direction...drifted, on account of having switched over from beer to regrettably (or fortunately?) spiked punch some time ago and now she was, as they said, feeling no pain.

"Zoe, darling! Lăopéngyou, nĭ kàn qilai hĕn yŏu jīngshén, I love what you're wearing..." she said all too earnestly, with a gesture of her punch-filled cup, and then wrapped her arms around one of Zoe's in a sort of an armish hug.

"What have you been doing with yourself these days? Or do I need to ask?" She asked with a suggestive lilt to her eyebrows.

[identity profile] stealth-shot.livejournal.com 2009-07-08 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
Zoe smiled at Inara but could tell pretty quickly that the woman was just a little bit tipsy. "Hello Inara, having fun?" she asked, debating whether or not to take the cup from her. She decided against it and just made a mental note to keep an eye on the woman so nothing bad happened to her...again.

She shook her head in amusement at Inara's expression, "Oh, I think you know." Without another word she picked up her beer and took a drink.

[identity profile] hearts-of-gold.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am!" Inara declared just a little bit blearily, holding her cup of punch to the sky. "You know, I can't remember the last time I had this much fun. You know people think that Companion...ing...is all fun and games, well it's not," she said with an unsteady nod, leaning steadily more and more to the right.

"And how is Wash? Holding the ship down? I'm surprised he's not about and juggling things..."