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slayer_fray) wrote2005-08-11 03:42 pm
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[Milliways: Suite 132 Suitewarming]
Lilly and Mel have out done themselves.
There's no theme to this party, no gimmicks, other than the 'welcome to our suite and please get very drunk' idea, and this aim has been faciliatated by the huge numbers of bottles of all sorts of alcohol covering the galley kitchen. The breakfast bar boasts five huge bowls of punch, the dining table is covered in assorted snacks and dips, and brightly coloured balloons cover the floor, and, despite the best efforts by a certain boyfriend to use helium for comedy voice purposes, the ceiling as well.
The door to the main bathroom stands open, and a large pile of freshly laundered towels stand on the way to the hot tub, above which a large sign declares: clothing optional.
Mel's bedroom door is shut and locked, protecting weaponry and other valuables, while Lilly's room is opened, and her Bathroom is very clearly labelled.
Out on the balcony, the barbeque takes pride of place among a vast amount of meat, just waiting to be made use of.
The centre of the living area is cleared, but a box of Twister has been placed very obviously on top of the locked entertainment centre.
Suite 132 is open for business
There's no theme to this party, no gimmicks, other than the 'welcome to our suite and please get very drunk' idea, and this aim has been faciliatated by the huge numbers of bottles of all sorts of alcohol covering the galley kitchen. The breakfast bar boasts five huge bowls of punch, the dining table is covered in assorted snacks and dips, and brightly coloured balloons cover the floor, and, despite the best efforts by a certain boyfriend to use helium for comedy voice purposes, the ceiling as well.
The door to the main bathroom stands open, and a large pile of freshly laundered towels stand on the way to the hot tub, above which a large sign declares: clothing optional.
Mel's bedroom door is shut and locked, protecting weaponry and other valuables, while Lilly's room is opened, and her Bathroom is very clearly labelled.
Out on the balcony, the barbeque takes pride of place among a vast amount of meat, just waiting to be made use of.
The centre of the living area is cleared, but a box of Twister has been placed very obviously on top of the locked entertainment centre.
Suite 132 is open for business
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And...she's a girl, now.
But, hey, she's still looks gorgeous.
Even if she did just appear from seemingly nowhere.
"Interesting party, Lilly," she oberserves drily, in her normal unplacable British accent. Then she notes Peter. And looks him up and down. Intently.
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"Oh hey Mordred, this is my friend Pete, Pete this is Mordred. Mordred's a ghost and a legend and sometimes a girl, Pete's dead and a High King and weirdly fond of tea."
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Maybe she's flirting. A little.
"And, aye, Mordred as in Mordred Pendragon."
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"Figures Pete would know who you are right away. In my defense, the popular version of the Arthur story in my time had a talking owl and a sword in a stone and no Mordred."
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Peter turns back to Mordred and bows. "I apologise for my forgetfulness. It shan't happen again."
Is he flirting back? Maybe. Just a little.
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"You're forgiven, boyo. I look pretty much the same when I'm normal, but the gender and lack of height is confusing if you don't know me well."
Flirting's all good from where she is standing from. Will she ever learn?
Er. No.
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"Hey, at least you're pretty in either gender," Lilly says, grinning at Mordred. "Even if you do occasionally need a little help managing your breasts."
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Cue internal mantra: Despite all visual evidence, Mordred is a boy. Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy.
"So..." Peter says, looking painfully awkward. "Enjoying the party, Mordred?"
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"Yeah, thanks, sweetheart." Then Mordred tilts her head, almost like a bird (a hawk, a falcon), and nods.
Grinning.
"So far I am. Haven't been here for a while, so I'm not drunk yet, but it's on the agenda."
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"I do not know how this lack of drunkenness has survived so long, but I have a bottle of tequila right here. How about we start fixing that for you?"
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"Okay, first of all I did not pour them down your throat, you drank them willingly. Second of all, they were practically medicinal, since you seriously needed to relax. Third of all... I forget, but whatever, let's have some tequila."
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And then he laughs at Lilly's list. "Hey, I asked for tea, remember?"
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"Ghost, boyo. When you can walk through walls and people, you can vanish."