Birthday Bash June 23rd | Evening

[z_jay]

Who: Eugene, Max, and the inhabitants of House 51 and their invitees
What: A birthday party summons for Eugene and Max
When: June 23rd, evening
Where: House 51
Summary: After the events of the draft finally settling, it's time to get life back to normal.
Rating: PG-13 for drinking and swearing.




It was finally time to admit to himself that he was no longer in the club of twenty-somethings, which was a shame, really... but he wasn't going to lie to himself any longer. At least he wasn't alone, and Max could share in the not-quite-misery with him.

Something needed to unify people, something positive, and maybe this could help to begin settling nerves and getting life back to normal. So Eugene sends out a few invitations, even to the residents of his own home with a soft grin.

There were things that they could do to entertain themselves without much prep. Plenty of booze, board games, and even some baking that could be done. It didn't have to be something all-out as it was last year (no one could ever top a rave party for their birthday) but he wanted to party. So upon arrival, the smell of baking and cooking would be the first thing to greet them, before Eugene, of course.

[ooc: Anyone is in fact welcome to join in, and can consider themselves invited by people who have been invited. That is to say, this party is not exclusive to current CR, make yourselves at home]

Comments

[z_jay]

Lllleather muffin?

[Now he was just poking fun at his own ideas, enunciating every syllable with a grin that was drunk and smug at the same time]

I am 100% certain that drinking what you've got there will increase my creative potential exponentially. What is it?

[antivanleather]

Now you're just trying to make me say absurd things. It will not work.

[ It will work quite easily, especially if Eugene insists upon remaining so sweet and blissful. He smooths his hands through that curled hair to give his scalp a light scratch, much like he would for Savio. ]

Honey'd mead courtesy of Lord Loki.

[z_jay]

I love it when you say absurd things. Talk absurd to me, baby.

[Though the amount of melting he did when Zevran scritched his head? Surely Zev knew how to spot weaknesses, and this one was a particular weakness for Eugene. He wouldn't admit as much, mainly because it was so common, and he didn't want to be thrown in for the common rubble]

I need ta flirt with you more often or something and oh, that's... really great stuff. Y'know, we should do that truth or lie game. 'S fun.

[antivanleather]

You are particularly endearing tonight. I shall have to make a note to have you drink more often.

[ Hair to nape to jaw, rough hand curling about his neck to tug him in for a quick, surprisingly chaste kiss. Eugene sweet and giggling is new for him; he had not seen he or Jack this joyful since- well. Since he'd proposed on the beach so long ago. ]

Mm? If you wish, I shall start. I have never ridden horseback, and once I have been forced to run across the roofs of Antiva city, naked.

[z_jay]

Drinking gets me tattoos. It's a known fact.

[Even better, he got a kiss, and the soft mmph he made into Zev's mouth was pleasantly surprised. His hand was clumsy, but he brought it up to cup Zev's cheek]

Aw, c'mon, you gotta give me a challenge. I'm not that drunk, yet...

You totally know how to ride horseback. How else do you travel, huh?

[antivanleather]

Then we'll have you drunk before we do ours, yes?

[ Not too drunk, he'll need Gene to be able to hold still. But this sort of sweet fumbling is permitted for now. ]

Elves are not permitted horses in Antiva, Eugene. We walk. Everywhere. Why else do you think I take such pride in my boots?

[z_jay]

They... what? I'll tell you straight up that's... just. They're stupid.

[Anyone who didn't want to see Zevran horseback riding had no imagination whatsoever. But true to the rules, he took his drink and swallowed back a shot, wiping his mouth on his forearm]

Okay... I have interviewed movie stars at restaurants to see what they like, food-wise.

I worked in a haunted house one year and made out with this really really hot girl in costume.

[antivanleather]

Perhaps I might learn while I am here, yes?

[ He shifts until he's curled against Eugene's side, taking the bottle from him to consider his answer. ]

I must say- the girl. Mocha I love you but such a tale as speaking with celebrities? You would gush over as you do all things you love.

[z_jay]

I would really recommend it. Used to ride with my dad into the Canadian wilds... was kind of fun.

[That smile was soft, fond, and more nostalgic than he'd meant it to be. It dropped quickly into a look of shocked surprise]

Wow, that... wasn't even a challenge. Okay, so that means I got another shot. But, hey, that make out was a lot of fun, people thought I was a zom before zoms were real.

[He nodded, knocked back the next shot, then dramatically set his cup down very carefully]

Hey, wait a minute, you can't drink the shots like me, so I'm enforcing the rules.

[antivanleather]

What do you mean, cannot take the shots like you? Of the three of us, Mocha, I should say I can imbibe the most before I am a thoroughly intoxicated mess.

So what rules are we changing, mm? Am I to tell two truths and one lie?

[z_jay]

No, nonono, you're the guy who doesn't drink tonight. Or... am I forgetting who that person is? It's not Jack, Jack's running the game, so he's gotta participate.

[antivanleather]

then I will have to guess correctly every round, mm? [ He smooths Eugene's hair back and leans in to kiss him once, chastely, before leaning away. ]

Shall we continue?

[z_jay]

Oh-- oh, I see what you did there. [He always knew Zevran was incredibly clever. People were really fooled so easily by a little charm and humor. And he couldn't help but be really attracted to that. Seriously, has anyone looked at Jack? The kiss was chaste and he almost missed it with how he was smiling.]

Ah, yeah, okay, okay, your turn.

[antivanleather]

I nearly botched my first assassination due to thinking myself somewhat enamored with my target, I had to live as a woman for a year in order to capture another one's attention.

[z_jay]

.... The. Second one. Maybe? I'm trying to picture you as a women and it's kinna working. [If he remembered this? That would definitely be something he'd want to see, just for the hell of it]

The second one is a lie.

[antivanleather]

You have guessed correctly. The second is, indeed, a lie. I've never had to dress as a woman.

[z_jay]

You ever wanted to try?

[antivanleather]

...is this your way of asking me to dress as a lady for you?

[z_jay]

Would you? I mean, is that even a thing in Antiva?

[antivanleather]

Cross dressing? Of course. If you asked it, I would. Maybe for your next birthday, mm?

[z_jay]

Does it have to be that far away? I'm gonna be older than ancient by that point.

[antivanleather]

Mmm. Perhaps if you asked sweetly.

[z_jay]

[ He smiled, closing his eyes and giving a sound that was somewhere between a chuckle and a giggle ]

Please?