♙ I'm not the man they think I am at home

[allbloodyhail]

Who: Spike & E V E R Y O N E
What: THE BEST ROOMWARMING PARTY EVER!!!!1
When: backdated to February 4th
Where: C1 Floor 2 Room 9 (Spike's room obvs.)
Summary: No one wants to miss the SOCIAL EVENT OF THE SEASON. Also an Angel piñata & Jack Sparrow is the guest of honor. GO CRAZY!

[Spike paced, waiting for the first arrivals. It was barely sundown as he pulled the curtains away from the windows and set various foodstuffs on the counter for general consumption, though the onions are mysteriously disappearing before the party begins. Magic.

The Ramones are playing softly in the background on a stolen boombox, the wine Buffy brought set up next to the whiskey he himself nicked. One would think it'd be impossible to have an anxiety attack without a beating heart...

For once, Spike has ditched his typical black on black for charcoal slacks and a light blue sweater, though the ever-present motorcycle boots haven't gone anywhere. He's ready to make a complete fool of himself, drink in hand as he answers the door.]

Comments

[all7seas]

"Possibly I am not one to consult in this realm of difficulties, darling, being a stick-at-none pirate and all. Aaaaaaand liking the ladies, as I do, I don't often think of...eligible men."

Though there is one rather tall, dour admiral who needs a bit of fun.

[fleurdesel]

"I would not come to you for relationship advice Jack. That is asking for trouble on a level that I do not care to consider." That last bit though, that hesitation. Something might be on his mind, and Adele argued with herself a moment before sighing and giving in to her curiosity.

"...Why do I have the feeling you've someone in mind despite your protests?"

[all7seas]

"I've....aye. A man. I know him. Probably...probably best not to touch that one, actually."

[fleurdesel]

"For this I shall take you at your word Jack." Adele shakes her head and sips her wine. "I am in no need of a matchmaker, or even suggestions."

[all7seas]

"And I'm definitely not needing to get in the middle of anything like that," he mumbled into his drink. Norrington had been in a bad state for a while now. Lifting him out of it was going to be quite a job.

Maybe he should have invited him to this party.

[fleurdesel]

"It's difficult enough to keep a handle on one's own love-life, let alone meddle in the affairs of others." Then again, that just might be the divorce talking. She'd had very little control over what had happened in her relationship towards the end. But here? She could do without, thank you.

[all7seas]

"Difficult to do it here, particularly."

[fleurdesel]

"Which is why I'm content to go without."

[all7seas]

"Cheers, then, for making a very sound decision, mistress!"

[fleurdesel]

"Is there a particular reason why you are adverse to simply using someone's name and instead use all..." Adele waves her hand vaguely, as if to indicate in the air the words Jack uses instead of something as simple as a name. "...that."

[all7seas]

"Is there some reason you speak French on occasion?"

[fleurdesel]

"I am French. French is my first language. It's how I think. Are you saying you are uncomfortable thinking of people with just their names and naught else?"

[all7seas]

"No, I'm sayin' it's how I talk. 'S natural to me. 'S how I always speak."

[fleurdesel]

"Ah. Consider my curiosity about your verbal tics and tenancies sated." Another sip of her champagne. "Though I suppose it's not the strangest verbal tic I've heard."

[all7seas]

"Oh? And what would that be, darling?"

[fleurdesel]

"A man came into my ward with a concussion. Something about the injury forced him to speak backwards. He was also a German tourist. No one had any idea what he was saying."

[all7seas]

"That's macabre! How on earth did you right him in the end?"

[fleurdesel]

"It was a strange condition exacerbated by too much alcohol in his system, and low blood sugar. So all that needed to be done was have him sober up, and give him chocolate. He could speak normally again come morning and the concussion was treated without further incident."

[all7seas]

"Next time I need to sober up quickly, I'll know just whom to call!"

Those times are few and far between, really.

[fleurdesel]

"If you're ever so intoxicated that you're speaking German backwards, Jack, I'd be more concerned about alcohol poisoning than I would sobering you up."

[all7seas]

His nose twitched at that. "Or, doc -- perhaps I've just been shifted, eh? How would you unpoison me?"

[fleurdesel]

"It depends on what I have on hand. In one of the clinics? Saline IV for hydration, rest, possibly a stomach pump to prevent further poisoning. Elsewhere? Ipecac to clear your stomach via induced vomiting, coffee, several glasses of water and a cold shower." All this she rattles off without batting an eyelash, and then she resumes sipping her champagne.

[all7seas]

".........Right. Good to know." Jack takes refuge in his rum. Better not to think of vomit. It is one of his least-favorite things.

[fleurdesel]

"Never ask a surgeon 'how' unless you want it explained in explicit detail Jack." Adele laughs and perhaps smirks just a little bit at that.

[all7seas]

"Remind me to remember this in future, mistress."