New Year, Who Dis? - OTA

[blueberryprincess]

Who: Evie Grimhilde and YOU
What: New Years Eve Party
When: New Years Eve until New Years Day.
Where: Driftcrest Hotel Ballroom and reserved hotel rooms for people to stay the night safely in.
Warnings: Language probably, will update as needed.

Another setting change, and this time a new set of mysteries to examine. One of which is, apparently, something that has armed guards on a wall and people afraid to be out past 8 PM. So Evie wasn't sure if she could reserve this hotel or not, considering that sort of thing was usually expensive.

But once she explained to the hotel manager what she wanted to do and the intended timeframe, she was a little shocked when he just shoved room keys at her. It was apparently a rule that people helped keep each other safe in Driftcrest, and that meant taking a minor financial hit.

At least, they said it was minor. And they said Mr Wechester covered this kind of thing, but Evie didn't feel right just letting them do this. Later in the week, Evie will take family photos at Sun and Fun and then discuss new curtains for several of the rooms.

For now, Evie and friends are setting up a new years eve party in the Driftcrest ballroom.

There's a table full of various finger foods and drinks, some of which are marked for adults, and it's very obvious that Evie put a lot of effort into making sure the food was delicious and visually apealing.

There were tables for people to sit down at, a very talented DJ who took requests for people on the dance floor, and a table covered in noisemakers, silly hats and confetti guns to celebrate with at midnight.

And, for those wanting to stay the night in the hotel, Evie has room keys.

This is open to all, and Evie was sure to send the message town-wide. Now she just hoped people showed.

Comments

[un_wir_greywaren]

Ronan wasn't big on parties, too much expectation on socializing, but he had three big reasons to be here at this party. Gansey. Adam. Evie.

Adam and Gansey needed to talk. Gansey needed a place away from The Barns to figure things out. And Ronan needed to talk to Evie.

Bonus: alcohol, food, room keys.

He had all three. Two sets of keys. One for Gansey and Adam. One for him and Gansey. A plate of food. A drink. He can be an adult. But he really needed to do something about the shitty music.

Yawn!

[blueberryprincess]

Evie was glad to see Ronan. She'd worried for a moment that, for her, it would be awkward or uncomfortable, but it wasn't. Part of her remembered that Evie Wayne saw him as a friend, so that was what Evie was going to do.

See him as a friend.

She headed over to him with a grin, something rarely seen on Evie Wayne's face, and she spoke to get his attention.

"So, the DJ probably should have been interviewed before coming and playing for us. He does take requests, though I've yet to think of anything to ask for."

[un_wir_greywaren]

Ronan looked up and had the confusing sensation of knowing and not-knowing the person speaking to him. Evie Wayne. He'd been hoping to meet her here and talk, but he hadn't expected to be doing it while drinking and sucking barbecue off his fingers.

"I can think of a few requests, but your guests might not appreciate my music as much as I do. Fun for me, not so much for the hostess."

He stood up, wiped his fingers on his jeans.

"Evie."

[blueberryprincess]

"I say go for it. It's New Years and we've shifted locations again. It might be nice to have people shaken up by disagreeing with someone's taste in music," Evie says with a small shrug and then a nod.

"That's me. Evie. Not Wayne, though. Uh..Grimhilde is my last name. You're Ronan, right?"

[learningtolove]

Beast was skulking in the corner, looking awkward, uncomfortable, and a little shy. He was doing his utter best to look inconspicuous despite being a giant beast-man. He's still having trouble wrapping around the concept that people don't freak out when they see his rather extreme-looking appearance. Still, he put forth the effort, and dressed up in one of his more snazzy outfits. Just because he's an enormous chimera doesn't mean he can't have style.

He hasn't really been socializing, instead focusing on eating. The plate he's holding is completely dwarfed in one paw. He looks around, seeming a little nervous as he gazes at the other people in the room.

[legacyofarose]

It was certainly difficult not to notice him, but Rosabella's attention was drawn to him not because of how he looked, but because she couldn't help thinking of - and missing - her father.

She did notice that he didn't seem to talk to many others, so eventually she walked over to the refreshment table and poured out some punch.

"Here, have you tried this?" she asked, offering him a glass and a smile. The glass was a perfect size for a human, so she worried that he'd have difficulty holding it, but there wasn't anything else to accommodate his size. Except maybe the punch bowl itself.

[learningtolove]

"Oh, thank you." He did seem painfully aware of the problem his size presents, but thankfully these days with Belle's help he'd become a little more used to being a beast-sized person in a human-sized world. He hadn't broken anything accidentally in a vast stretch of time, which was quite a feat for him!

He looked at the glass for a moment before gingerly picking it up with thumb and forefinger only, which allowed it to sit comfortably without too much chance of accidentally being crushed if he used his whole paw on it. Sipping it wasn't too difficult. He was just thanking his lucky stars it was all finger food, given he still wasn't entirely proficient with most utensils.

"I don't believe we've met before," he said to the girl.

[legacyofarose]

"You're welcome. I thought you could use something to drink." With how much he was eating, it could be nice having something to wash it all down.

As she watched him carefully hold the glass to drink from, she could see the aura of nervousness around him. He had been wrapped in the pale yellow color all evening, and she hoped she could help alleviate some of his uncertainty.

"I don't believe we have," she agreed. She certainly would remember seeing if him if they had. "My name is Rosabella."

[menarebrave]

Bruce slipped into the back of the party. He hadn't checked on Evie since the shift of realities. It was about time, especially since Gansey had already reached out to him. He was dressed in a good suit and of course looked the impeccable of high society.

He was Bruce Wayne, after all.

[wearenotbroken]

"Trying to be inconspicuous?" Courtney sounded amused as she caught sight of Bruce trying to slip into the party from the back of the room. She waited until he looked over to her before she smiled, tilting her head to the side and lifting her drink in greeting.

"I hate to tell you but it's not working." Even though she was trying somewhat to be the same where she was standing, leaning against one of the back walls.

[menarebrave]

"Always." Bruce replied easily to the woman, a smile on his face, looking as if he always belonged there. "Maybe I should of brought a sheet. I could of pulled it over my face. But, then, I'm sure Evie would have had a thing or two to say about that."

[wearenotbroken]

"There is a good chance of it. Especially since Halloween has already come and gone." Courtney chuckled, lifting her drink to take a small sip as she looked over the rest of the party briefly. Then she turned her dark gaze back to him again, arching a brow. "How are you adjusting to this...new place we've found ourselves in?"

[blueberryprincess]

"The party's out there," Evie says as she slides up next to him, a small smile on her face. She remembers a lot about him. About the other Evie's dad. And she wonders if he'd notice the differences between his not!daughter and herself.

For starters, the blue hair. Evie Wayne would never. IT wasn't for her. Neither were the colorful clothes that Evie Grimhilde wore. And she was smiling more than Evie Wayne did, her other self preferring to keep her emotions subdued and in check, meanwhile Evie Grimhilde wore her heart on her sleeve.

"But I think I can understand hanging back. We did just shift to a new location. There's a lot going on."

[menarebrave]

"Well, maybe I was looking for someone at the party as opposed to the party itself." Bruce turns his attention to her and returns the easy smile. "How are you holding up with our new location?"

He wonders if she'll ask if he has the same life his counter part did. Admittedly, he'd argue his counterpart had a better life.

[forleaving]

Adam wasn't much of a party person, but he could make an exception for a special occasion like this. Especially when he didn't have anyone to impress and didn't have to wear a suit. He always felt like an imposter in a suit. That didn't mean he wasn't dressed nicely though, in a button-up shirt and nice pants.

He'd tucked himself off to the side with a plate of food, a (non-alcoholic) drink next to him, and a confetti gun tucked behind him on his chair so it wouldn't take up valuable space on the table. He still felt a little out of place, but the music wasn't bad and it was probably healthy for him to be doing something that wasn't working or keeping busy around the Barns.

Taking a bite of food--which was also good--he glanced around the room.

[affection_for_research]

It'd been awkward at the Barns, or Gansey had thought of it as awkward. Ronan seemed to think everything was back to normal. Except the fact that Gansey had been trying to avoid Adam to try to lessen any fighting or hurt feelings.

He probably would have continued to do so if he hadn't noticed a certain look in Ronan's eyes and seen that he had too many room keys. That combined with comments that Ronan had made earlier caused suspicion to creep through his thoughts.

Telling himself that the avoidance needed to stop, if only to keep Ronan from going through with whatever plans he had in mind, he moved over Adam's table. "I think Ronan's read too many tropes on the internet. He keeps talking about locking us in a room together."

[forleaving]

For weeks, he'd been wondering how talking to Gansey would go. He'd imagined at least a dozen different scenarios, most of them where Adam was angry. But after talking to Ronan a few days ago all of his anger seemed to have deflated. It wasn't Gansey's fault that what had happened had happened. Adam would blame this place instead because there wasn't any person he could assign blame to.

Now, instead of everything he'd expected, he actually felt relieved to see Gansey. "He's pretty determined that we talk," he said. He'd apologize for avoiding Gansey, but in hindsight that might have been for the better. Time had soothed him, and Ronan had helped him think about things more clearly, things he'd never fully thought about before.

"I think he's right. Not about locking us in a room together, but talking," he added.

[affection_for_research]

"I hoped that you wouldn't agree to the locked room scenario." The rest Gansey wasn't so sure of. The two of them could rarely talk when emotions were involved. Usually feelings got tangled together, adding barbs to their words until one or both of them were bleeding.

He still couldn't quite push aside the comments that Adam had made in the past. The accusation that Gansey had wanted Robert to hurt Adam. The anger when Adam had stayed at Monmouth. The hostility during their trip to DC. He knew that Adam was now older than him, had lived a life changed by the quest and getting out of Henrietta, but he didn't have those experiences to lessen harsher memoires.

"He seems to think it's a good idea that we talk." Gansey would try, but he expected the conversation to turn to one of the usual fights. All your things in one place. "He has strange ideas about how the conversation will go. He made me promise certain things."

Allison - OTA

[nosuchthingasfate]

Allison felt pleased with how well everything had turned out. It was all pretty much thanks to Evie since Allison had just been there to help out but all in all it looked great.

After she was done helping out, the huntress disappeared up to her hotel room just long enough to get changed out of her casual clothes into something a little more worthy of the party. Which was simply a black skirt, a silver off the shoulder top, some fishnet tights, and a pair of knee-high boots. If there was a knife tucked in one of her boots, no one had to know but her.

Making her way back down, she smiled as she looked around at the people arriving. Mostly, she was checking the layout before making her way over to get a drink.

[learningtolove]

Beast had tried to slip in unobtrusively, but let's face it. He couldn't have stood out more unless he'd dyed his fur neon pink. At least he'd come nicely dressed up in one of the better outfits that had made its way here from his world.

While he did look quite intimidating and it was easy to mistake him for just a dumb animal at first, the fact he wore clothes, walked on his hind legs, and had eyes that were all too human did give credence to the idea that he was, in fact, intelligent. He tried to move through the people meandering in without bumping into anyone but he didn't quite manage when it came to Allison, knocking into the girl with his great bulky form.

[nosuchthingasfate]

While he most certainly wasn't the first 'beast' she had ever seen before, Beast is definitely...a lot to take in. This was probably why she looked a bit startled when she turned from the table where she was standing near and walked into him. Or maybe it was that he had walked into her, she didn't know. Either way, they knocked into each other, causing her to stumble just for a second before she caught herself and looked up.

Her lips parted in surprise as she stared up at him, blinking a bit. At least until she remembered what manners she had and snapped herself out of it, looking sheepish. "Sorry. I wasn't...looking."

Honestly, she meant that she hadn't been looking where she was going.

[crazy_white_girl]

Truth be told, it feels kind of weird to be going to a party without the intention of stealing things or doing some kind of recon with the potential for fighting later.

Either way, Tandy steps almost carefully into the party as she looks around at the set up and for any familiar faces. Biting the inside of her cheek, she ventures further while looking for a clock to check the time. Then she glances behind her as if she is looking for someone.

After that, she gets herself a drink and moves to stand to the side where she can sip her drink while continuing to watch.

[he_who_dwells]

"I feel like a jerk for not dressing up," Eugene states, tugging at the bottom of his shirt a bit nervously. Why did the girl he was dating have to be so stunning, meanwhile there was Eugene who didn't really think he was much to look at.

"You look gorgeous," he adds a moment later, face twisting into a small smile.

[crazy_white_girl]

"You look fine," Tandy remarks as she steps closer to him, taking his arm and smiling at him while he fidgets with his shirt. "Plus I don't think we were actually supposed to dress up. I mean, technically, I'm just wearing a shirt."

"Thank you," she glances down at herself, the smile lingering before she glances up at him again. "Stop fussing. You're cute."

Gwen Stacy - OTA

[hibana_incursa]

Gwen is here to have a good time. She's here for the great food, the great music. The faces she knows, the people she cares for.

Not to mention, the free hotel rooms? It's actually a great cover for staying out past curfew to find out what the people in town are so afraid of and why the guards have incendiary weaponry.

But for now, one Gwendolyne Maxine Stacy can be found with a plate of food, watching the partiers from the comfort of a table, a grin on her face.

Evie had been right. They really did need this.