[ come one come all ]

[foolsaround]

Who: Everyone and everyone!
What: A party to break everyone into mallowhallow and get them mingling
Where: Orlea
When: March 4th

[ you might have gotten a nice little text message in your communication device, telling you to come party in Orlea. There's all types of alcohol and non-alcoholic drinks, and a mixture of foods to snack on. the music is also pulsing and loud enough to get you wanting to dance.

the party will go on all night till the morning, so bring a date or just bring yourself ]

Comments

[genitrix]

[Her grin widens to the point where most of her rather sharp teeth are visible. Chataya, you just mentioned one of her favorite things in the world.]

Gossip is something I rather delight in. I can see how that would be a perk to your job.

[trustsnone]

[Chataya grins as well - not put off at all by those sharp teeth (she used to service a vampire, after all, with teeth like a shark) - and leans in conspiratorially.]

The things people will tell you - you wouldn't believe it. And all you have to do is make them feel good.

[genitrix]

[She tilts her head, the better to hear the other woman over the music, and chuckles low in her throat.]

I can imagine. It's such an intimate situation...it can be difficult to be private once you've shared yourself that way.

[trustsnone]

[She wrinkles her nose a little, shaking her head.]

Not for me.

[genitrix]

[She giggles. The wrinkled nose is cute.]

Speaking generally, of course.

[trustsnone]

[She can't help but laugh at herself, a little.]

Of course.

[genitrix]

It's been a pleasure meeting you, I must say. I wasn't expecting to meet anyone half so interesting at this party.

[trustsnone]

Oh, likewise. One always hopes, but...I must admit, when I first walked in, I didn't expect much.

[genitrix]

[Her laugh is a bit sardonic.]

Until you walked in it was something of a bulge-fest.

[trustsnone]

[It's an unfamiliar term, but she thinks she knows what Porrim means.]

Indeed. Sort of seems it rather is, what with us huddled together over here.

[genitrix]

[Porrim nods.]

Perhaps you and I ought to level the playing field, then?

[She offers a long-fingered hand for a shake.]

It's been a pleasure getting to know you, Chataya.

[trustsnone]

Perhaps.

[She takes Porrim's hand with no hesitation, marveling a bit at the difference in texture and temperature.]

A pleasure meeting you, as well, Porrim.