riverviewlogs | [closed] a little party never killed nobody

who: The IPRE + friends
what: A dinner party!
when: Novemeber 18
where: Chez IPRE
warnings: some mild drug use (alcohol + marijuana)

Party time, motherfuckers.

After sending out invitations, the IPRE (mostly Taako, because he's the most extra of the group) spends a significant amount of the week preparing for the party, making sure they have all the food, decorations, and wine necessary to put on a good evening. The whole point of this is to be a distraction from a shitty month, and to get everyone together, since they have a range of friends who haven't all met each other. They've been talking about doing something like this for months, so it's nice to finally pull it all together.

Upon arrival (and despite Taako and Lup's involvement) the decorations are minimal. Couches have been transmuted from their regular fabric to rich velvets, there's a little glitz and feathers here and there, but they didn't want to go too hard on the theme. It was just a way to have a little fun with the evening. The bar cart, on the other hand, is definitely in line with Speakeasy, featuring a lot of gin and whiskey based drinks, though anyone with a preference for wine or beer won't be disappointed.

The start of the evening is dedicated to introductions and mingling, probably helped by the alcohol, though there's also cheese and antipasto plates set out, just in case anyone was worried about not being fed at something hosted by two chefs.

As a way to break the ice, and to get people talking and having fun before the evening really kicks off, the brick wall of the small living room has been set aside as the designated backdrop for a 'photo booth', which mostly consists of a few instant cameras, including one that takes what are essentially magical gifs, so long as the button is held down for 5 seconds. There are a few props that match the theme of the evening - fur stoles, feather headbands, felt hats, long strings of pearls - to make the photos a little more fun.

Once everyone is seated in the dining room, it's time for dinner. The food brought out for the main meal is warm and rich without being too heavy, slow cooked meats and roasted vegetables can be mixed with salads and lighter sides to avoid anyone slipping into a food coma before dessert has even begun. Everything is set in the middle of the table, for people to serve themselves, so they can pick and choose what they want to try. Lup has made at least one incredibly spicy dish, so be careful.

While there's no rush to leave the table, eventually plates are cleared away (by magic, so none of the hosts have to stop chatting) and everyone is ushered into the larger of their living rooms, where the small coffee table has been replaced by a seemingly floating table that's large enough to accommodate all the desserts. There are various pies (pecan, pumpkin, cherry), apple & maple cake, chocolate tarts, brownies and trifle. There aren't quite as many options as there were on the dinner table, but it's near a thing, especially when the section of the table devoted to cream, ice cream and sauces is taken into consideration.

Dessert is an extended affair, pies will stay warm and ice cream will stay frozen for as long as they remain on the table, so people can return and try more even as the rest of the night presses on. And although the food is, really, the main attraction of any kind of event that Taako is involved with, that doesn't mean there aren't things to do other than eating.

Once the dining room table has been cleared, (plastic) champagne glasses are laid out in what might be a familiar formation to anyone who went to college, especially when a ping pong ball is added to the mix. It's beer pong! Except it's actually prosecco pong, because this is a classy joint, not some frat. Or at least, that's the excuse.

There are a few other things to do, mostly in the more generic range of party games, including a deck of Cards Against Humanity that Taako discovered a couple weeks ago and had been delighted by. He's definitely going to wrangle people into a game of Never Have I Ever, maybe Truth Or Dare, and anything else he can think of that requires drinking alcohol and saying stupid shit. What better way is there to get to know people?

As things wind down, the backdoors open up into the courtyard, where a fire is set up, cushions and blankets placed outside for people to curl up with. The fixings for s'mores are available for anyone who somehow still has room to eat more food, and there's mulled cider just in case the fire isn't enough to keep people warm. It's a nice way to wrap up the evening.

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I am not so deluded to think he's mine in any shape or form, Thor.

[ He knows quite well where he rates. But it's pointless to have this discussion. It isn't something Thor can help, either way. Why settle for Loki when there is a better option? He picks up his drink once more to keep his attention occupied. ]

Why would he be? You belong to someone else.

[He's not sure he really feels comfortable using that term, as if Loki is a kept man, but it serves a purpose.]

We talk about you more than anything.

[ He blinks, surprised. ]

What?

Is it any surprise? We're both enamored with you.

Edited 2017-11-25 14:34 (UTC)

[ That deserves a groan. ]

Thor.

[Thor takes on Loki's stance and tone and repeats:] Thor.

[Then he straightens up.] I'm not joking.

[ Loki eyes Thor briefly, unsure how to deal with this information. ]

Are you not?

[Chiding:] You don't need me to tell you that your friends care about you, Loki.

But I wasn't.

Edited 2017-11-25 14:51 (UTC)

[ He crosses his arms, though some of the tension does ebb away. ]

I suppose I'm still not used to it.

Yes, I gathered that from the hostility. [Dryly.]

What's yours is yours, and what's mine is also yours. [Thor gives him a sly look before sipping on his drink.]

[ His scowl melts away into a small smile, achingly fond. ]

That sounds like a terrible idea, brother.

I thought you liked those. [Thor stands corrected. He smiles the little distance down at Loki, not shy about how truly happy his brother's expression makes him. It doesn't matter where he is right now, he feels like he's at home.

He bumps his shoulder gently against Loki's.]

With some exceptions, then.

[ Loki leans against him slightly. ]

I am rather fond of the odd terrible idea. I would be an awful God of Mischief if I didn't endorse them every now and then.

I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it. [What's his is Loki's, technically. Because almost all they have is each other right now.]

I think it goes without saying, but Bryn is off-limits.

[ He rolls his eyes. ]

I have no intentions towards your woman, Thor.

It doesn't hurt to clarify. [A pause.] Although sometimes it does with you, you run on spite.

Oh no. You caught me. I'm a terrible person.

[ And to illustrate that, with a flick of his fingers, there is now a dick drawn on Thor's eyepatch. ]

I don't think that's a recent development.

[Thor eyes Loki's fingers suspiciously before his hand snaps out to grab his wrist.]

I saw that. [But he has no idea what that was.]

[ Loki bats his eyelashes at Thor. ]

Saw what?

Saw your hands move. [Thor has no idea what Loki did, but he doesn't want him to know that.]

This is why we never get invited anywhere together.

Maybe I just need a refill.

[ He wiggles his fingers at Thor, tugging his hand. ]

Besides, why would anyone invite us together?

I think you've had enough. [Thor drops his hand and hopes whatever Loki did has been undone now.]

Why not? We're adorable?

[ Someone's dreaming. Loki snorts lightly. ]

I think you're confusing adorable with terrible.

We can be both. [He is dreaming.] I'd say they're one and the same where Taako is concerned.

[ Loki's smile is saccharine sweet as he replies. ]

Oh? Then let's tip the scales.

You have a dick on your eye-patch.

[ With that, he takes a swing of his drink and leaves. ]

Edited 2017-12-08 11:01 (UTC)

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