From: ccimods	Date: December 10th, 2010 02:16 am (UTC)		(Link)
	8:00 - 9:00

Mulled cider is being served!

	From: londonloves	Date: December 10th, 2010 11:53 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Mari/Open

This was some fancy party, Mari had decided. Everyone was in actual dresses and suits and there was snow. She had been every bit the demure young lady for about an hour, until she heard about the cider, and then she was rushing over to the table and holding two cups- both for herself. Of course, someone should probably have told Mari that just because something is called cider, that doesn't mean it is alcoholic.

Draining the second drink, Mari peered into the cup suspiciously and spoke to the person next to her. "I don't feel drunk but I sure have to pee" she said, pouting.

From: princess93	Date: December 11th, 2010 03:05 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Mari/Amber

Amber turned to see Mari glaring at her empty cup. "Well, are you wearing tights?" She pinched at Mari's thigh to find skin and not spandex. "You'll be fine then, go pee! God that dress is cute. Don't pee on it. Do you need me to hold it up?"

Hmm. Come to think of it, if she needed to go pee she might need someone to help hold all of her dress up-- it was very long.

	From: londonloves	Date: December 12th, 2010 04:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Mari/Amber

"It's Christmas and they can't even give us real alcohol" Mari moaned, chucking the cup away and accepting Amber's compliments. She swished the skirt around smugly.

"Your boobs look great tonight" Mari complimented, it was pretty hard to miss them.

From: princess93	Date: December 12th, 2010 04:37 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Mari/Amber

"Thank you!" She looked down at the very low-cut front of her dress, and squished her breasts thoughtfully. "I went like, nuts with the bronzer. I was getting dressed and realized my tan lines were crazy visible, it looked so bad. But now I'm all even, and I've got coconut-flavoured nips!" She laughed and shared a saucy wink with her friend. Miss Porcelain wouldn't have such an inconvenient problem. "Man, your skin always looks so creamy. When I don't tan, I look like a... a freaking cancer patient or something."

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: December 11th, 2010 03:13 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Michi/Rowan

Rather than strutting into the dance by herself a whole hour late in her typical fashion, Michiko actually had showed up on time. After making the early rounds and getting several groups to get up and dance she checked herself in her compact and proceeded to the cider table. Picking up a cup she saw a familiar face and then noticed the dress. "Dang Rowan! Festive and gorgeous!" she said brightly. "How are you tonight?"

	From: cabotine	Date: December 11th, 2010 03:23 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Michi/Rowan

Rowan had arrived, with Keegan, on time as was becoming the usual. She felt very elegant in her dress, but also rather... well, it was difficult to describe. She felt as though in this dress there was a giant neon sign over her head saying "LOOK AT ME!" Normally she didn't go for this style of dress, nor for one as eye-popping. But seeing it in the store, and trying it on, made her feel wonderful. So she had splurged a bit.

Seeing Michi in her gorgeous ensemble, Rowan still felt like a little girl trying on her mother's dress. Michi completely owned everything that she wore, and this outfit was no different. She was the kind of girl with the sort of attitude that made any outfit she wore - from jeans and a t-shirt to something as formal as this - seem perfectly at home on her, and her comfortable in it. Rowan still felt a little uncomfortable getting all dolled up and in a dress, and it showed sometimes.

At Michi's complimentary opening statement, Rowan's cheeks began to turn pinkish. "Hey, Michi! Um, thank you. I'm doing really well tonight. You look fantastic!"

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: December 11th, 2010 03:44 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Michi/Rowan

Michi grinned at Rowan's pink cheeks. "Own it sistah girl," she said brightly. "And thank you," she thought to do a little twirl but decided it against it as she was holding a cup of cider.

"This snow is great isn't it? I wish it snowed for real here though. It's so pretty!"

	From: cabotine	Date: December 12th, 2010 02:33 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Michi/Rowan

The blush deepened slightly. "I'm trying! This whole girly thing is... new. But fun! I just never know if I'm doing this whole dressing up thing right." She smiled at the Rienzi girl with real warmth. Michi was a sweet girl who Rowan liked quite a bit.

"Oh, this snow is fantastic! I'm glad it doesn't snow here. I get enough of it at home, you know? It's nice to be able to go home to snow, but come here for warmth."

	From: soleada	Date: December 11th, 2010 03:22 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Sunny/Stasi

Sunny had been placating Stasi with cookies and candy all day but he was still cranky about his day as an elf. It wasn't her fault a particular grumpy fat kitty boy didn't appreciate the finer points of the holiday spirit. She planted a kiss on his cheek and sighed. "Honey, I made you special egg nog," she said in an almost patronizing voice. "Please stop being so sour," she pouted.

	From: anastas	Date: December 11th, 2010 03:35 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Sunny/Stasi

She was so very lucky that she thought to smooth over his little holiday Sunshine hell with special eggnog. He was beginning to regret giving Sunny half the money for the auction. If I had let Emilie win at least I might have enjoyed the public humiliation. That thought brought a tell-tale smirk to his face and he buried it in the special eggnog.

"I will stop being sour to you, but no one else is safe."

	From: soleada	Date: December 11th, 2010 03:59 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Sunny/Stasi

"Fair enough," she said brightly. "And I won't even ask for a single dance this time," she bargained. Okay. So maybe the hat had been a little too far. "And... you get to pick the first winter break activity when you come to New York!" she added as an after thought. Panic cringed her face. "You know... appropriately discussed activities whilst in the company of my family."

	From: anastas	Date: December 11th, 2010 04:26 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Sunny/Stasi

"If you keep me in eggnog I will dance with you." He knew how much she enjoyed it. Even if the senior auction turned out to be a big fiasco, he was willing to give her at least one dance to end the semester properly. "I fully expect snuggles and then I will send you off to be with your lady friends."

He grinned like the Cheshire Cat. "Sunny Garcia, do you think I would devise an evil plot on our wonderful vacation together?" He sidled up close and slunk his arms around her waist pulling her into him. "There are many things we could do with your parents in the room and they would never, ever know." The grinned turned momentarily predatory and then faded away into something much kinder. "I promise to be a good fat kitty boy during my visit."

	From: littleredd	Date: December 11th, 2010 06:11 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Open

Brian finally made to the punch table only to stare at it openly. He wasn't sure how many times people might have coughed on or touched the cups on the table, but he was pretty sure it was a high probability. It meant they were unclean and unsuitable for drinking from.

Only...he really wanted some cider. In hindsight he figured he should have brought his own cups, which he had a stash of back in the dorm. Each one was individually wrapped, and sealed. It meant it was clean. He used them for his water to rinse his mouth in the mornings, something he could put a small bit of bottled water in to keep from getting toothpasty backwash in the water.

It made things easy.

So...why hadn't he thought to bring some with him to this party?

	From: atotheb	Date: December 12th, 2010 03:21 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

Abernathy was feeling just fine. The pre-gaming with Shelby continued in the form of a small concealed flask in her bodice. She'd become really discreet at removing it to take a splash of the cheap liquor she bought off an upperclassman.

Of course, it was still pretty harsh and she headed to the punch table to cut it with something.

Being fairly drunk already she ended up bumping into someone who was just standing there staring at the table. "Oh dude, I'm so sorry." Which she punctuated with a giggle.

	From: littleredd	Date: December 13th, 2010 06:48 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

Standing at the drink table was not where he expected people to run into him. The door, or the dance floor, yes. Here? Oh no. And worst yet, when he turned to give his attacker a wide-eyed sort of look, he was greeted with a drunk girl giggling.

And swaying.

His mind immediately jumped to the worst case scenario, his hands coming up as if he could ward it off with a single gesture. "Don't vomit," he said, though it was more of a meek command.

Vomiting would be the end of him.

	From: atotheb	Date: December 14th, 2010 01:48 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Brian/Abernathy

"Are you bagging me?" She giggled again and pushed feebly at his shoulder. "I wasn't planning on it."

Ordinarily she'd notice when someone was being stand-offish, but she was a little too sauced to recognize such social nuance. "You don't look like you're having fun," she commented as if she were telling him about the weather.

	From: hardluckwoman	Date: December 12th, 2010 04:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Erica/Adelaide

Erica had been more-or-less just mingling around the dance. She hadn't gone with a date this time around, preferring just to go on her own, and see how the night turned out. If she decided later on that she wanted company, she would get it, as simple as that. She had dressed to fly to leave by herself, but that could wait until later. She had danced a few times, and she was on her way back to the punch table, when she had noticed Brian standing next to her.

Her brow immediately furrowed, and she began to make her way over, but before she could even get two paces, something completely out of the ordinary happened. Abernathy was there, running into him, saying something, and laughing. Erica's brow only furrowed further, as she felt a flash of protective anger, which she quickly pushed down.

Nothing bad would happen, she just needed to keep her eyes on the situation. And acquire some back-up.

There was zero hesitation in her movement as she shoved her way gently through the crowd of dancers, her eyes peeled for a familiar face. When she spotted Addy, she moved up behind the older girl, pulling on her arm. "Come here, you have to fucking see this."

From: legaux	Date: December 12th, 2010 05:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Erica/Adelaide

Adelaide let herself be pulled along willingly. They seemed to be headed in the direction of the drinks table, and she could use a refreshment anyway.

"What is it? Someone turn down one of your famous bj's?" She teased, before Erica stopped to a dead halt before the scene. "Oh my GOD... is that whore macking on your little brother?!"

	From: hardluckwoman	Date: December 12th, 2010 05:11 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Erica/Adelaide

"Right!?" Erica replied in an agitated tone, followed closely by an exasperated huff, and the crossing of her arms. She was watching them closely, waiting to see what would happen next, glancing at Addy occasionally between glances at Brian. "What do you think she's saying? Who does she think she is?"

	From: gregoire	Date: December 12th, 2010 05:53 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Sim

"Dude!" Gray called to his roommate/best friend/bro for life, ridiculous grin already set in its place. Sure, he had seen Sim in their room not an hour before but now there were scantily clad women around-- there was much to be discussed.

"Have you seen Amber's dress? Her tits are out to here!" He gestured in the air with his hands.

Yes, he had taken the time away from his girlfriend to talk to his best friend about the current state of another girl's tits. Just another normal day.

	From: sim	Date: December 12th, 2010 06:01 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Sim

Sim looked crestfallen. "What the fuck, I haven't seen her yet!" He twisted his head around trying to spot her, but there were a lot of blondes in the crowd and he wasn't as tall as Gray was. "Details, bro. Are they actually out? Or is there one of those annoying see-through panels like, obscuring them. I'm telling you dude, she has the best tits in school!"

	From: gregoire	Date: December 12th, 2010 06:21 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Sim

"Dude, it's got a neckline down to her bellybutton." He leaned to check, squinting a little.

"Yeah dude, I know. Well--" Gray stopped himself from comparing Hunter's tits to Amber's. That was crossing a line, wasn't it? That and every time Gray mentioned his girlfriend, Sim would roll his eyes and explain in detail how whipped he was.

	From: thatmachineboy	Date: December 12th, 2010 06:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Casey/Open

Casey was normally right on time. Normally. This time, though, he'd had trouble finding the goggles he currently wore around his neck. True, he had several pairs of them lying around in various locations, but that was the pair he had wanted and he practically tore his part of the room apart looking for them.

Not being one to just jump straight into the crowd, Casey headed for the refreshment table in all of his steampunk glory. It was a strange look in itself, but it was made even more strange, and rather funny, by the fact he bopped absently along with the music as he went.

	From: studiesallnight	Date: December 13th, 2010 04:03 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Bekka/Open

Bekka was at the party, god help us all, she was at a party. After spending several weeks with Mono (thank you shared cup very much) and another two prepping for finals, Bekka was actually leaving the room.

Since she was one of the few (if only) Jewish students at school, instead of wearing the traditional red & green she pulled on something a bit more proper with the traditional blue bracelet as to top it off. Watching her fellows dance and make fools of themselves she made her way over to the eggnog.

If it was already spiked? Well, at least she was no longer a lightweight.