Evie Grimhilde (Descendants 1, 2 and 3) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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fluxscape2020-12-31 08:29 pm
blueberryprincess) wrote in fluxscape2020-12-31 08:29 pm
New Year, Who Dis? - OTA
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.
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.
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"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."
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"That's me. Evie. Not Wayne, though. Uh..Grimhilde is my last name. You're Ronan, right?"
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Ronan already had a song in mind. Something his little Abominable snowmen had been playing all around town.
"Do you miss it? Being a Wayne in Gotham." Jesus. Saying it out loud was brain shattering. It was real in his head, but was starting to feel like another lifetime.
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"Yes. And, no." It's a complicated answer, Ronan, but she's going to do her best.
"I had a dad. And a mother who had a better way of showing she cared. That was new to me. Not to her, obviously, but it was definitely nice when I think back on it. But that version of me...she seemed to really want to keep herself emotionally distant from people, and that's really rough to think about."
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"You're not the keep your distance type then?" He rubbed his fingers over his shaved head and thought about something else he missed.