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who: Bryn Zethir & Guests
what: A Gold & Glitz House Party
when: Evening of June 1st
where: Bryn's apartment
warnings: Alcohol, tobacco, and weed.

[Welcome to Bryn's apartment. The door is unlocked, and personal belongings can be tossed up onto the bed just at the top of the stairs. The party's theme is apparent at once. As mentioned on the network post, gold and glitz is strongly encouraged (though no one will be turned away for lacking either) in clothing, jewelry, accessories, or however creatively someone would like to incorporate it. Those interested in participating but lacking anything gold or glitzy will find gold glitter body gel to spread on their skin, compliments of the hostess.

There's a bar cart by the front door with a sign that reads WELCOME in gold script. It's laden with short shot glasses filled with what looks like liquid gold. When imbibed, however, it tastes like a faintly peach-flavored vodka. The rest of the alcohol and mixers can be found in the kitchen. Clear plastic cups feature labels that can be written on in gold permanent marker, then filled with any number of beverages. Really, there's no real rhyme or reason to what's available, as guests have been encouraged to bring whatever they like and add it to the kitchen island. For those who don't drink alcohol, there's a sign on the fridge indicating that non-alcoholic drinks and mixers are kept within. Anyone looking to fill their stomach a little between drinks will find platters of finger foods available throughout the apartment. Gold macarons, cheese and crackers, sliced fruit and vegetables are plentiful, but guests who are quick enough may find they can grab some of the thinly sliced beef arranged around a bowl of spicy dipping sauce. Of note, there is also a plate of gold fortune cookies for guests. While it's noted there's only enough for one per person, the fortunes feature not only a fortune but a party challenge. Dance with a stranger? Eat nothing that isn't fed to you? Try your hand at inventing a new drink? Why not try it and see what happens? Play a game of party jenga for that matter.

Beyond all this, anyone attending is encouraged to mingle and enjoy themselves. There's ample seating throughout the apartment for people to sit back and enjoy their food and drinks, including a plush rug in one corner covered in floor cushions and pillows around a hookah with a variety of flavors of tobacco. For those who are more inclined to activity there's space enough to dance to the music that booms throughout the apartment. With the windows open the space stays well aired out and comfortable, inviting any who attend to linger as long as they like. By the looks of things the hostess has no intention of kicking anyone out no matter how late it gets...]

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[ Continuing the theme of Well-Dressed Asgardians, Loki turns up in a subtle gold-threaded blazer to match his ancestral helm and spends the majority of his time out of sight as he cases the room, as if to offset how glitzy he looks by being deliberately hard to track down. Eventually, after some casual sneaking throughout the apartment and moving various objects around just to amuse himself, he can be found leaning here or there against a wall, mixing drinks in the kitchen, or listening in on conversations. ]

[Thor has caught sight of Loki out of the corner of his eye a few times through the evening, though admittedly he's spent a large portion of it fixated on the hostess. He gets into mingling, and eventually begins to actively search for Loki, looking casual all the while.

He rounds a corner on him, distracted and listening in on another conversation. Thor leans in, so that he's close enough for his hair to brush up on Loki when he does. He pretends to have no interest in Loki, rather, he's comically scrunching his face as if trying to listen in as well.]

[ A shiver runs through him when the tickle of blonde locks makes them known, and Loki doesn't look away from the conversation at first; he reaches behind to pat Thor on the cheek, then nod as if satisfied. ]

Ah, [ the murmur under his breath is just loud enough for Asgardian ears, ] I thought I smelled boar.

Then I bathed for nothing. [He pulls a face.] Is this your idea of merriment?

Standing here with your bristly chin gracing my immediate personal space? Aye, it's all I've ever wanted. I'm giddy as a Light Elf on sunwine.

[ Turning around, he pats Thor on the arm and arches a brow at their semi-matching taste in clothes. Smart blazers, touch of glitz but nothing gaudy; that's their mother(s) in them.

Loki doesn't hide how pleased he is to see Thor, eyes lifted with his smile. ]

What are you doing here? Besides rudely guzzling everything that passes for ale.

I brought my own ale, mind. [He slides a hand into his blazer to pull out a flask, giving it a little shake.]

I am a friend of Bryn, of course. Are you? ["Friend".] I thought I should make up for the somberness of the first festival I attended.

I've no idea who the hostess really is, her invite was an open one.

[ Reaching ... for that ... flask. ]

Are you all buddy-buddy with her, then?

We've shared a drink before, and we both work with the Perimeter Guards. [And he's got the hots for her, but he's not about to run his mouth.] She's a good woman. Throws a good party.

Here, drink. [He offers Loki the flask with no hesitation.]

[ Sipping the flask, he pulls a face. First time in a few months he has actually tasted anything Asgardian. ]

So, you're stalking your coworker.

I was not aware that enjoying someone's company was considered stalking.

[He frowns.]

[ Putting on a deeper voice, ] "We've shared a drink, she's a good woman, and we both work with perimeter guards. Verily, she isn't kicking out my big blonde head from her merriments!" [ Adjusting his blazer, he drops the booming (elaborated in more ways than one) impression and arches a brow. ] If you don't take this woman to bed within a month, I'll return your ale.

[ The flask of which he slips into his jacket. Thanks. ]

[The frown momentarily disappears, because the impersonation actually earns a laugh from Thor.]

Very well done, and yet, very off the mark. [Because he probably won't make it a month. Thor makes a snatch for his ale as it disappears into Loki's coat.]

You've no intention of returning it, regardless.

[ So offended, wow. A slap whisks across Thor's hand as Loki shields his newest possession by turning his body away by degrees. ]

I give you my word that the bottle will be yours [ ~~but it will probably be empty, in any case~~ ] if you don't sleep with ... whatever her name is. Brian?

[ Let's see how much Thor cares about his fanciable-squeeze. ]

Blondes aren't usually your type, brother. Are we branching out?

[Thor's hand snaps back when Loki swats him, prompting him to fold his arms over his chest.]

It is already mine. [And yet..] Bryn. [The flattest look.]

This is your idea of merriment. [He's about .5 away from dishing out a noogie.]

My idea of a good time is spending it with you, of course, I have no other family here save for Angela. What luck we ran into each other, right?

[ Little manipulative stalker. ]

[Thor is somewhat aware he's being manipulated, but it's much nicer than the shenanigans he's used to from other, older Lokis.]

Indeed, you've brought nothing but glad tidings. [Said curtly, as he pulls a second flask from his blazer. He came here to party hard. This time he's gripping it a little tighter.]

I had not expected to see either one of you here, and yet, even Angela has joined the fray. [The other Loki, too, but Thor has discovered it's best not to mention the other Loki in presence of any Loki.]

[ ... Tomorrow, Thor will be down two flasks and won't know exactly when or where he lost the second. Count on it. ]

Angela and my twin. Is he the reason you're drinking so heavily? He does dress questionably, I'd leave him out too.

He has not brought trouble to me for some time. [But he says that like he expects that to change.]

He is of no concern to me this evening, questionable dress aside. [His brows raise with the joke, like he has any room to talk.] It does surprise me to see him out in the light amongst the living, I must admit.

[ Time seems right for the other Loki to cause some havoc, in that case. ]

Reclusive?

Yes, though I suppose I've not been in the most sociable scenarios with him. [He just pulls a face.]

But I am glad to see him out here.

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