[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

[thecourier]

Oh, there's definitely a wrong way t' do it.

[Trust him. If Evelyn has taught him nothing else it's that there is a right and a wrong way to dance, and she wouldn't have him doing it the wrong way.]

We started out with me barefoot so I didn't do any damage.

[geiger]

[ Nora can't help but laugh a little at the image. ]

Nate and I never had any lessons or anything. We just used to do what felt right.

[thecourier]

[He knows why she's laughing, and rolls his eyes good-naturedly.]

Well, where I come from, I can't say dancin's ever been a thing high on my list a' pastimes. Eh... [A shrug.] Not the kind a' dancin' anyone wants t' see me do at my age, anyway.

[geiger]

No big parties in New Vegas? [ She assumed if there was going to be dancing anywhere, it would be there. ] Either way, I guess you don't seem like the white tie and tails type.

[thecourier]

Didn't spend much time there.

[Truth be told, he preferred Freeside.]

When I went lookin' fer Benny, took me a month jus' t' scrape t'gether enough caps t' be let in.

[geiger]

Geez. [ She wrinkles her nose up, her distaste at anyone feeling they can claim ownership over the Wasteland in that way clear. ] I'd have just shot my way in, though it probably wouldn't have gotten me very far.

[thecourier]

Nah, y' wouldn't've. Y' might've tried, but the securitrons would'a got y' before y' even got yer finger t' the trigger.

[He's never going to understand the 'shoot first' attitude that Nora always seems to have about everything.]

Can't solve every problem by pointin' a gun at it.

[geiger]

Maybe not solve, but you can sure get rid of them.

[ She smiles apologetically, knowing Dan was a little more subtle in his way of operating than she was but privately thinking that there'll come a point where it'll get him shot himself. ]

[thecourier]

Sometimes. Ain't gonna say no t' poppin' a bullet in a super mutant or a fiend. Or some fink that decided shootin' me in the head was a fine idea.

[Dan is a halfway decent dancer and hasn't yet stepped on her feet. At the moment, he's quite glad of that.]

But sometimes, y' get more outta tryin' t' talk first.

[geiger]

Sometimes. There's been a couple of times I wished I could have gotten more out of people first. Well, one in particular. But it wouldn't have ended any other way but a shoot out there.

[thecourier]

Ain't about gettin' stuff outta people. Jeez, y' just play hardball all the time, don't y'.

[He stops as the music does, regarding her with a look that's almost amusement.]

Sometimes folks're jus' shootin' t' protect themselves. Same as you are.