HOLIDAY CHARITY GALA | OPEN

[ironmanic]

WHEN; December 23 | 7:00 p.m. | City Solutions
RATING; G
CHARACTERS; Everyone
SUMMARY; On behalf of City Solutions- welcome. The party don't start 'til you walk in ♥
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[char_he_mcgee]

[Charlie will just be over here. In this. Feeling so damn awkward. BUT! She did help with the food. That was a load of fun.

Nope. Still feeling awkward as fuck. She really hates dresses, guys. Really hates them.]

[totallyinaband]

[Giess who else is awkwarding it up in the awkward corner? Stephen sidles over.]

How's it going?

[char_he_mcgee]

[Charlie grins at Stephen, relieved to see someone she knows.]

It's going. I'm going to set fire to my dress and shoes when I get home.

[Not at all a fan of dresses. At all.]

How about you?

[totallyinaband]

Yeah, they look... tall.

[Women's clothes - it is a mystery to him.]

The gig went alright, so... yeah.

[duplicitas]

[ natasha is skirting the edges of the ballroom, taking note of who is in attendance. she's dressed to stay understated, nothing too flashy and nothing too eye-catching, just simple, understated black.

and yes, she has all six of her throwing knives on her person at this very moment. ]

[ironmanic]

[Tony whistles low when he sees her.]

You're not much for color, are you?

[shifts]

[ Eames watches her from his corner of the room, trying to decide if she's simply detesting of the idea of being a wallflower or if she's taking as much of a look around the room as he himself is- though his version is a bit more stationary. ]

[a_parting_word]

[ Cough, cough, cough.

Discreet, but obviously faked coughing.

Polite coughing.

...it comes in nuances.

Incidentally, it's also coming from Natasha's right, from where a babysitter young man would like her to be made aware of this most terribly, utterly, 100% important matter - ]

You'll catch a chill.

[ Those poor, uncovered shoulders. ]

[totallyinaband]

[Being the resident rock band, Time Bomb of course made an appearance. Stephen spent the pre-gig time hiding near the bathrooms, but after the show he decides to come out and mingle. Very rare for him, he's actually wearing a suit, and not even over a western shirt. He'll be standing around near the refreshments table, helping himself to the free booze.]

[oneminutemaze]

[ Now that Stephen is no longer hiding and has been on stage, Ariadne can bother him. Excellent. Don't mind the tiny architect appearing to grab her own free booze. ]

So when does the CD come out?

[totallyinaband]

[He thought he saw something under his elbow.]

We already have one actually. Came out this fall.

[oneminutemaze]

[ 8( ]

And I'm just finding out now?

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie is enjoying herself at the party like she always does - tearing her way through the free booze and food. She's actually dressed very nicely. No doc martens or torn fishnets in sight, and her wings are a plain, clean white. She's mingling like the pro mingler she is, so feel free to bump into her at any place in the party, if she doesn't get you first.]

[char_he_mcgee]

[Dulcie, prepare yourself. Charlie hug in three...two...AND WE HAVE A CHARLIE HUG!] Hey, gorgeous. You look amazing.

[dulcisnuntius]

[Dulcie squeels, getting her arms around Charlie, too. She kiss her enthusiatically in the corner of her mouth.]

Oh my gosh, you look amazing!

[char_he_mcgee]

[Charlie grins, kissing Dulcie's cheek in return.] Thank you. How are you? Some event, huh?

[Never been to one like it in her life.]

[dignity_misery]

[A lady security guard appears, and she wasn't joking when she said she cleaned up well. From her usual state of sleepless ringed eyes and unremarkable garb hanging too large on her frame, she's done just fine. The uniform fits and her makeup is appropriate to the situation, the heels are low enough for practicality, and tall enough to intimidate.

She isn't much of a fan of parties for their own sake, she isn't sociable and she doesn't do well with inane small talk, but she's being paid to stand watch and make sure no one causes any trouble. That she can do, and at least she can't hear that damn clock anymore.

She moves around the areas quietly, disinterested but attentive.]

[valentineluke]

[On the farside of the room, a certain 'kitten' is weaving his way thru the crowd.]

[dignity_misery]

[Why... aren't you hard to miss, mister tall and shamelessly blonde. She watches him curiously. Maybe she shouldn't be surprised, she didn't know this town or the crowds that moved in, but Stark had certainly made enough noise about this party.]

[valentineluke]

[Wealthy and bad man, of course he'd be attending.

Hasn't spotted her. With a people filled gulf between them, that isn't surprising.

Passes the bar; reconsiders, backtracks to it. The wine glass he had at beginning was emptied and returned to a server's tray some time ago. And with the VIP room still aways off, why not stop-off for a scotch on the rocks.]