nascensibility: today, I mean, just for today, maybe not tomorrow (I'm not gonna raise the dead)
𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝑂'πΆπ‘œπ‘›π‘›π‘’π‘™π‘™ ([personal profile] nascensibility) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2017-12-30 05:21 pm

[NYE Party] happy new year and lots of fun

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 dΓ©cor 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? ]

endingpoint: (β˜… 79)

[personal profile] endingpoint 2018-01-12 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Now she just looks like she wants to cry but Jane sits heavily once the stool is right there, and props her head up with one hand. ]

You don't have to know. You don't...I'll ruin everything. Your night, just...I promise. Water. I'll drink it.

[ The slurring is strong with this one. ]
morethan084: (down)

[personal profile] morethan084 2018-01-23 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy lets go of her once she's seated fully on the seat. Although there's still the very real possibility that she loses her balance, so for now Daisy stays close.]

Trust me. You won't be ruining anything.

[Taking a seat next to her, Daisy pushes the glass of water closer to Jane.]
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[personal profile] endingpoint 2018-01-24 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There is a wobble. But it's a recovered one and she gets the hint on the water, picking up the glass and drinking about half. ]

I had a baby. I was sixteen and I wanted her. But my mother took her while I was asleep. She gave her away.

[ The short, broken sentences are courtesy of the alcohol. ]

You already know about my memory, so. I didn't know. I didn't know I had a baby.
morethan084: (recognizing)

[personal profile] morethan084 2018-01-26 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay. None of that is actually what Daisy ever expected to hear. She definitely understood why she was getting this drunk now.]

How did you get that memory back?
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[personal profile] endingpoint 2018-01-28 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I...didn't. There was - there was a man. Who worked for my mother. He sent me a file, he said he regretted helping her. And then my husband...

[ Jane lets out a breath as she closes her eyes tightly, looking wounded for a moment before continuing. ]

My husband found her. He found her and then he shot her. He killed her. On accident, there was an ambush, but he did - he didn't tell me. He lied to me.
morethan084: (disappointment)

[personal profile] morethan084 2018-01-30 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[This whole story was becoming more complicated by the minute. And some of it was hard to understand with how drunk she was, but, Daisy caught the gist of it.]

I'm so sorry, Jane.

[Honestly she wasn't sure what else to say, because she knew nothing she could say would actually help. Daisy reaches out to gently rest her hand on top of hers and give it a small squeeze.]
Edited 2018-01-30 05:46 (UTC)
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[personal profile] endingpoint 2018-01-30 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jane's quiet, clearing her throat and looking down as she wets her lips. ]

Thanks.

[ She doesn't know what to say either because she's afraid her marriage is over and she doesn't even know if she wants it to be. ]

So. Alcohol. It's all that helps.