[NYE Party] happy new year and lots of fun

[nascensibility]

Who: EVERYONE, but especially you!
Where: Wonderland Ballroom
When: New Year's Eve
Rating: PG - PG13 (will change if applicable)
Summary: New Year's Eve Party
The Story:

[ Previously in the month all residents received an invitation to a formal event: a black tie affair to ring in the New Year. The ballroom and adjacent areas are decked out for the party starting at eight o'clock sharp, meticulously planned and executed, glittering décor to match the no doubt glittering attire as music pours into the halls from the dance floor.

Bars flank each side, service for all manner of alcohol unless a minor requests something, and the primary setting stage features an enormous clock for the countdown. ]




[ Where will you be when the clock strikes midnight? ]

Comments

[scoutsniper]

Got me most of where I got in life.

[He may or may not be serious. Even he's not sure.

But he'll accept the hand placement help gratefully enough. As for the dancing itself, it's easy enough, and he's tough enough not to get too worried about his feet getting stepped on. ]

Yeah, but that dress would be dangerous in club music. [It's a different kind of dangerous now, but at least not the 'wardrobe malfunction' kind.]

[morethan084]

[Daisy looked down briefly at herself before her eyes are back on him, clearly amused.]

I mean, besides the tripping hazard, not really.

[Has he seen what people wear to the club? Don't worry, Frank, she's taped in.]

I didn't catch you at the Christmas party. Didn't feel like sharing your festive cheer with Mirrors?

[scoutsniper]

If you say so. [He sounds dubious.

Taping yourself to your clothes is a fucking bizarre concept that a manly man like Frank literally has no idea that people do.

And his kids are too young to go to clubs: he's the dad who would have made his daughter put on a goddam cardigan.

He shrugs, throwing him off the beat of the dance for a second.]

Too many bad memories. Guess I missed enough Christmases, but I'd always thought there were gonna be, you know, more.

[Frank Castle's Mopey Christmas--who wants a slice of that?]

[morethan084]

[Daisy becomes confused when he mentions thinking there would be more Christmases. She didn't know about his past, or what happened to his family.

She wasn't wrong about them moving in a slow circle though. In a way it was sort of relaxing, but she didn't really see it as dancing.]

What do you mean?

[scoutsniper]

[ Good, they're both confused. ]

Eh, nothing. [Don't dump your problems on other people, Frank. Especially not at a party. ]

Just didn't have anything to celebrate and didn't want to bring anyone else down. That's all.

[morethan084]

[Daisy didn't exactly believe that, but, she wasn't going to push it.]

Yeah, well, I guess the only thing a lot of us are celebrating is still being alive in this place.

[scoutsniper]

I suppose that's something. Still alive means we still have a chance of getting the fuck out of this place.

[He snorts. At himself.] Life of the fucking party, right?

[morethan084]

No, I mean, it's true.

[The song switched again, but the tempo pretty much remained the same.]

It's always nice when people are realistic about the situation we're stuck in.

[scoutsniper]

If you're not aware of the situation, you can't plan a way out of it.

[That's the Marine way. Or at least the way that's gotten Frank out of a lot of shit.]

At least it's a good place to see who's still around.

[morethan084]

Words to live by.

[Maybe this wasn't the best topic to be talking about right now, even if Daisy found it hard to ignore. He probably didn't come here to talk about this.]

So are you going to spin me or what?

[scoutsniper]

[ He wasn't sure why he'd come here, other than to just be around other people at least for a while. ]

Oh, you think I can't? [Excuse you, but despite appearances and logic, Frank actually knows how to dance. It was part of officer training. What. ]

[morethan084]

[Smile tugging at her lips, Daisy shrugs lightly.]

Well you haven't so far, so, I don't know. Can you?

[scoutsniper]

One way to find out, huh?

[Prepare to be surprised, or at least, led out onto the dance floor. Surprise: he wasn't lying. Just don't ask him to line dance. Man has his damn pride. ]

[morethan084]

[Does Daisy look like the type to line dance?

Either way, she isn't that surprised. She had a feeling with a little pushing he'd give in.]

What was that about not really being good at this?

[scoutsniper]

[The world is full of surprises, so, he wouldn't bet on her line dancing odds. ]

Officer's training. Don't worry. It doesn't last. [He knows just enough to not make a fool of himself with a basic dance. Any of that Spanish stuff? He's toast. Or however you'd say that in Espanol.]

[morethan084]

Aw, come on, show some self confidence.

[She very much doubted that he actually lacked it, but, who was she to pass up an opportunity to tease him? Especially when they barely knew each other and she was pretty damn tipsy.]

I think you're pretty good.

[scoutsniper]

There's a lot of stuff I'm better at than dancing.

[ Unfortunately, not much is party-worthy.]

You're not bad yourself. Where'd you pick it up?