[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

[wildwest]

"I'd certainly hope so."

For if she felt the need to climb it, it meant that he was doing something wrong. Nearly six months into this relationship meant she was either fully committed to staying within the lines or getting bored enough to start hopping fences again. He's honestly surprised that she hasn't already, had expected her to do just that a few times before. Doc complains about the events, but the truth is, the events have saved their relationship a few times. They haven't discussed it much, but he's quite certain that if she hadn't nearly died in Tartarus, she would have found a way to leave him — directly or done something inexcusable to make him call the whole thing off — in the wake of his confession.

[middlefinger]

"If I wasn't, you'd know by now. You don't have to keep waiting for me to get bored -- if I was going to be, I would be already. You do realize you give me plenty of reason not to get bored, right?"

Or maybe he doesn't. It isn't something they've talked about much, though he's made enough comments over time that she knows he expected her to grow tired of him. And sure, at first she had thought that might happen too but it's also a little irritating how little credit he gives himself. Sure, if she really wanted to she could easily find someone else to get her rocks off with but she'd be hard pressed to find anyone who fulfills her like he does . And maybe at one point that wouldn't have mattered -- if she hadn't nearly died in Tartarus she probably would have lashed out anyway and ruined everything they had but that near death experience, him choosing to save her and putting himself in risk at the process, it had helped open her eyes to what she really had. And when Wynonna cares about something she digs her claws in deep and refuses to let go.

[wildwest]

Time and experience, both good and bad, warps the credit one gives to themselves. Sometimes it's too much, others not enough.

"Didn't say I wasn't expectin' you to be." Oh, but he certainly implied it often enough. "But it's heartening to hear that you don't think you will. After all, who else is going to spoil you as rotten as you've become?"

[middlefinger]

"Nobody, probably," She counters with an amused grin on her lips. "If I held someone else to the standards you set, they would likely disappoint me. So I guess you're stuck with me. I'd say I'm sorry, but we both know that I'm not."

[wildwest]

"And I had so many things that I had planned to do."

But whatever disappointment colors his voice is falsified. He's not disappointed at all, and did not have any real plans. He went into a life of longevity with the intention of living and not had planned much else beyond celebrating being alive when he ought to have been dead. She's given his life direction more than she'll ever know.

[middlefinger]

"Really? I wouldn't want to get in the way of your grand plans.." She lets the sentence hang for a moment as she picks up her whiskey off the table and takes a drink. Then she continues.

"So I guess you'll just have to include me in them now. Lucky you."