*is wearing a blue suit and fusses over Malkon a little, making sure he's comfortable and fed, before going to get a piece of cake of his own and something to drink at the bar*
*wearing something simple, Leela arrives, and gives Turlough a birthday hug and present, which he looks utterly lost at what to do with. He thanks her anyway and Leela goes off to mingle.*
*Amy crashes (since she doesn't know Turlough) wearing the outfit she got on her shopping trip with Eleven and looks around with a smile, enjoying the music*
*is compelled by the AMAZINGNESS that is the invitation to attend* *arrives and spots Turlough, heading over to him and holding out his hand to shake* That's... a helluva getup. *the other hand is behind his back*
((I loled. So hard. And then I forgot I posted in here until just now, when I was like, 'hey, i should post in the party thread, derp derp.'))
Is that leather? *touches his sleeve while looking completely fascinated* Maybe my next go round with fashion I'll go with something like this. *grins slightly* Before I fork over the loot, am I correct in remembering that you are something of an artist?
Looks like it almost, doesn't it? It's actually a lot closer to linen. I think I'd die in here if all this was leather. *smiles, then realizes he had finished the Harkness-Jones family portrait some time ago* Oh, right!
*Turlough leaves Jack for a moment talking in Malkon's ear. Malkon hurriedly rushes off to a hidden back room. Turlough returns to Jack.*
Sorry, I had been meaning to get that back to you. I brought it here in case one of you showed up. Glad you did.
*Malkon arrives carrying a rather large nicely framed and nicely painted portrait of Jack, Ianto and baby. A cute little setting relaxing near a lake with a picnic and not at all photo-copy/Norman Rockwell looking, because that's just boring.*
Turlough: Hope you like it. And Ianto, too, of course. Oh and this is my brother, Malkon. Malkon, Jack Harkness.
Malkon: *a little nervous around Jack, but shakes his hand after handing off the painting* Hello.
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I like a good party. And it was fun attempting to find this place.
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Hey Sexy how have you been?
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*rubs ears*
I like the ears on this one Doc, makes me wonder about truth in advertising
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Hello, there... Enjoying yourself then?
*talking to girls!fail*
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Absolutely! But I have to keep a low profile. *Leans in to impart a ~secret* It's some bloke's birthday and I'm crashing.
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Well, if he holds it at a club, I'd be surprised more people aren't crashing. But the more people here the better he looks, I guess, right?
*sips his own pink fizzy drink*
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*smiles to Jack and shakes his hand*
Like it? This is all quiet different. Birthday parties are much more formal on Trion. Well, for the Imperial Clan at any rate. Thanks for coming.
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Is that leather? *touches his sleeve while looking completely fascinated* Maybe my next go round with fashion I'll go with something like this. *grins slightly* Before I fork over the loot, am I correct in remembering that you are something of an artist?
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*Turlough leaves Jack for a moment talking in Malkon's ear. Malkon hurriedly rushes off to a hidden back room. Turlough returns to Jack.*
Sorry, I had been meaning to get that back to you. I brought it here in case one of you showed up. Glad you did.
*Malkon arrives carrying a rather large nicely framed and nicely painted portrait of Jack, Ianto and baby. A cute little setting relaxing near a lake with a picnic and not at all photo-copy/Norman Rockwell looking, because that's just boring.*
Turlough: Hope you like it. And Ianto, too, of course. Oh and this is my brother, Malkon. Malkon, Jack Harkness.
Malkon: *a little nervous around Jack, but shakes his hand after handing off the painting* Hello.
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