[CONTINUATIONS FOR THE SOIREE]

[fuckyousoleil]

[FOR ALL YOUR SOIREE NEEDS. old and new threads from the soirée pre-virus attack go here, let's avoid hitting six pages, yes]

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[doctorquincy]

[isn't trying that hard]

. . .

[mind_over_metal]

Good evening, Dr. Ishida. It seems that the invitations were, indeed, quite serious.

[doctorquincy]

[fff]

Lucky for us.

[mind_over_metal]

What you said about the drinks still holds true, yes?

[doctorquincy]

I sincerely hope so.

[mind_over_metal]

I'll go get the bartender's attention, then.

*and with that, he begins maneuvering himself through the crowd over to the bar*

[doctorquincy]

[in the meantime, he is going to find the least occupied part of the tent, so he can plant his ass down]

[mind_over_metal]

*a short while later, a zombie very helpfully brings over Ryuuken's favourite drink. he waits there, another drink in hand, until Charles wheels up and takes his glass, at which point, the zombie shambles back off.

huh. helpful, that.*

[doctorquincy]

. . .

[mind_over_metal]

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