Out with the old....

[sundead]

Who: Everyone
What: New Year's.
When: Dec. 31st, New Year's Eve, to Jan 1st, New Year's Day.
Where: Everywhere
Summary: It's New Year's, and the people of Luceti have a lot to reflect upon, and to look forward to. And on a more meta level, new journal names.
Rating: We'll see...

New Year's brings images of crowds, and songs, and fireworks; staying up til midnight and watching balls or bells being rung. But Luceti is a different time and place. Whether you're partying with friends or watching the sunrise, what are you doing today?

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[the_brightest_sun]

[Wait.]

Salad? Does it have vegetables?

[He doesn't want those.]

[hiken_ace]

[UGH WILL YOU QUIT IT. Annoooooyed.]

Look, I wouldn't care if you got drunk. But if you got drunk up here, then we'd have a problem.

[Because you would fall and die and he is NOT OKAY WITH THAT.]

[wannabolt]

I guess it'd be okay, but I'm fine hanging in the clouds.

[daisy023]

[And Daisy keeps looking for a long instant thinking that Grune may know.

... After she realizes she's visited this place less times but knows the routes to get things more, she stands up -- to get the higher parts instead of Grune.]

May I help you, ma'am?

[lookinforlight]

Party pooper.

[Norma pouts and sulks, but she stops tugging at Ace's arm at last. She abandons her champagne - it was too bitter and left a funny taste in her mouth - and instead watched the smoke slink into the darkness after all those fireworks were let off. She wouldn't get drunk, jeez! She's not some dainty little flower!]

[breaks_destiny]

[He just laughs and takes a sip of his own.]

[subsultive]

Everything looks nicer from far away. [He'll admit to that much - even Naraka, with its dead marshes and crapsack qualities, looked prettier from Sky Castle.] Any other friends?

[de_bel_survivor]

[...Does your brother have a good MA stat?]

He can be cool! A bit of a jerk sometimes, but he's cool and smart!

[shamelessness]

I guess I wasn't looking... but I'm glad Fenimore is okay! A-and Fenimore, this is Rin. He's a friend from home.

[Introductions! She did that right, right?]

[inabook]

Yes!

[and off they go, Estelle running ahead just a little.]

[transitioned]

[ she just laughs at him. no, no hurting. she's a nice vampire. ]

[subsultive]

Wha-- wait up! [And after her he goes-- if they're going to race, he'll certainly pretend that he didn't lose on purpose.]

[sundead]

[Except his 'nice' vampire friend back home tends to insult him and feed him deadly cooking. He's on to you guys.

...subject change.]

So... having fun?

[lostinmyway]

She doesn't see Giles in the crowd, and so her smile is a little firmer than before. "Oh, that would be very nice. I'm sure everyone worked very hard on making a nice meal for us."

[transitioned]

"I'll get right on that," she said with a grin, making a mental note to speak to Shiki about it as soon as possible. She missed being that busybody party-goer who was sitting in the organizational chair of practically all the school events. Dying and becoming a vampire had seriously interfered with her usual school activities.

Caroline was tempted to go in and make something from Mystic Falls. Maybe her house or the grill or even the high school. It might be fake, but it would've been a glimmer of a home she might never see again and knowing that she could indulge that homesickness and nostalgia if she wanted was a little on the side of irresistible.

"I know what you mean. Pop culture references go over so many heads here. You mention Lady Gaga and they think you're talking about some dead European chick."

[transitioned]

"Oh!" Caroline jumped and pointed, nevermind if the gesture was rude or not. She'd been wondering what Hermione looked like for some time now and was planning on finding out for herself. Better that the girl Draco spoke so highly of introduced herself first to his rather neurotic girlfriend who was prone to seeing things that weren't there was far as her boyfriends were concerned. At least Draco and Hermione didn't have a previous relationship for her to be jealous of like Matt and Elena had.

"You're her! Hi. I'm-- You know who I am, but whatever," she held out a hand, "I'm Caroline Forbes."

i am always game for prose. ♥

[transitioned]

"Vera Wang," she answered without missing a beat, but she couldn't keep a straight face to save her life. "God, I wish it was Vera Wang, but I so don't have that kind of money and Luceti is not that designer name friendly. I found it in one of the shops. Cute, isn't it?"

[transitioned]

Tons. [ and for once, she wasn't being sarcastic about it! ] How 'bout you? Enjoying the party? Ready for the new year?

[sundead]

I guess so. Is there really going to be anything different?

[lostinmyway]

[She gives him a curious look.]

Aren't you?

[subsultive]

Not... exactly, I guess. [He sighs a little and rubs his eyes.] If I were more sure of myself, I think I'd be able to do a lot more...

[...he pauses uneasily.] Grune, have you ever thought about going home? I'm sure there was something important you were doing, right?

[lostinmyway]

Hmm.... Do you think so?

[Only preventing genocide, but hey.]

[lostinmyway]

[She looks up from...examining the wall.]

Oh, thank you. That would be very nice.

[etudes]

But broccoli has been considered a uniquely valuable food though among Italians since the Roman Empire. It would have the same worth as a coin, I guess..

[etudes]

It's a book about the theory of atomic structure and spectra. [ she says it as if it's nothing special at all, looking at him blankly. ]

It's a really, really interesting book..

[ more interesting than a party, apparently. ]