Should auld acquaintance be forgot

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Who: Anyone!
When: 5 pm to...when everyone goes back in time at midnight.
Where: Alice's shop in Sector 3
Summary: New Year's Eve paaaaartay
Warnings: Make your own


[Alice's boutique, normally decorated in floral blacks and whites (prospective bridal clients like florals, usually), has been entirely transformed for the night. Thanks in no small part to Kurt's genius, the entire place decorated in beautiful blacks and golds. The place looks more like a high end night club than anything else. The jet black chandelier is hung with gold chains connected to the walls at various places, creating a shining web above the dance floor.

The handful of small dress racks there are have been emptied, and the few pieces of furniture there are have been pushed (artfully) to the walls. In their place are a few tall tables for people to congregate and converse around. The dance floor takes up most of the room, though, and a DJ is tucked in the corner ready to take requests.

Upstairs in the loft there's an extensive buffet, with everything from sushi to quiche, and a full bar up against the wall. And, because Alice is a good Sanguinarian, there's also a cooler under the bar specifically for guests who don't drink...wine. There are also a few sit-down tables if you want to actually sit down to stuff your face.

As for the hostess herself, she'll be fluttering around the most of the night, making sure everything is absolutely perfect. She's preoccupied, but she's still free to talk your ear off if anyone were to pull her aside.]


[OOC: Feel free to use the threads already up, or make your own! Have fun y'all.]

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[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Oh really?

[She smirks, planting another kiss on his cheek.]

Going back to your roots?

[empathetics]

[He snorts.] It would appear as such.

[Jasper lifts the glass to hip lips, taking a long drink, but his gaze darts around as if he's keeping an eye out. Looking for someone.

Someone who isn't there right now. So he lowers the glass and offers his wife a small.]

You've really outdone yourself, Alice.

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Oh, I know. I can't take all the credit, though.

[Her eyes wander over to Kurt, attached at the hip with Blaine, of course. It makes her heart swell a little to see the two of them so happy.]

Kurt did most of the decorating. He's a boy after my own heart. [She points to them.] That's him there, with his fiance

[empathetics]

[He glances towards them with a nod.]

Friends of yours I'll have to meet?

[That doesn't sound too unwilling, does it?]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Yes! You'll love him, don't worry.

[She pats his hand with a proud smile. Good boy, you're learning.]

You can stop looking, by the way. He's not coming.

[empathetics]

[Jasper purses his lips, and downs the rest of the contents of his glass. The burn it creates in his throat is almost familiar.]

Good.

[Not really. He was going to see if he'd be able to get his abilities back. Whether through half-hearted expressions of regret, or other means, he wasn't so sure.]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

[Alice is about as disappointed as Jasper is. Even if Jesse was still refusing to return Jasper's power, it would've been nice to apologize and settle things face-to-face.]

He's terrified of you, still. I think he thinks you'll pull a gun on him or something.

[empathetics]

[He has to snort at that.] I haven't handled a gun since the year 1863.

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

My old man.

[Did you walk uphill to school both ways too, grandpa?]

One of his girlfriends is here tonight, though. I'm surprised, she isn't usually this social without him.

[empathetics]

[Though those almost nonexistent Texas snowstorms. You youngsters don't know a thing about living the tough life!]

One of them?

[Alice, you keep knocking this guy further down on Jasper's list of likable people.]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Yes.

[The answer is curt, almost defensive. Jasper's dead set on seeing Jesse as some horrible person, but she wants to at least stem the hate.]

He met her here. The other one is his girlfriend from home. It's not what you think.

one more tag before work!

[empathetics]

[Jasper shakes his head, but chooses not to comment on the matter. He prepares to rise.]

I'm gonna go get another drink.

[So much for taking it slow.]

Wooo

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

No, sweetie, I'm-

[Oh god, not again. She grabs at his wrist, desperate for him to stay. He can't walk away mad like last time.]

I'm sorry.

[empathetics]

[Of course that brings him to a stop- even if he still had his strength with him it would have. Jasper turns to stare at her, and his expression softening somewhat.

Not fully of course, but it's there in the eyes. When he speaks, his voice comes out weary.]

Stop apologizing Alice. You've done enough of that lately.

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

[Eyes aren't good enough. It's only okay once he totally forgives.]

I'll stop apologizing when I stop screwing everything up.

[empathetics]

Alice- [He lets out a breath between clenched teeth. It almost sounds like a hiss.] I chose to go after him, to attack him. It was entirely my decision.

[He's not saying he regrets what he did to Jesse, not entirely. But he does regret the aftermath.

What upsets him right now is that she's defending him.]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Don't care.

[Yeah, she hates that Jesse got hurt, but Jazz isn't the villain here. He's hurting just as much.

She pulls him into a hug, burying her face in his chest. She's gotten used to being so close, so it doesn't really hurt as much anymore.]

Can we pretend I never opened my big fat mouth and we go dance or make out in a closet or something?

[empathetics]

You want to dance? But aren't you busy playing hostess?