wonder whose arms will hold you tight

[notahobby]

Who: EVERYONE'S INVITED
What: Maxxie's Super Amazing and Truly Spectacular New Year's Eve Party
When: Dec 31st - Jan 1st
Where: One of Vista City's most decadent night clubs, æther
Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, drugs, sex, all that good rock 'n roll stuff. If there's going to be anything else just throw it in the header or let me know and I'll add it!

The night club Maxxie rents out is in the heart of the downtown, sticking out like a sore thumb with its front entrance looking more like a museum than a club. There's a red carpet leading up the steps, with bodyguards littered about to keep the paparazzi and troublemakers at arm's length. No one with a recognizable face will be turned away from entering the club, and even through the giant, heavy doors there's a distinct baseline and a hint of flashing lights from the dance floor.

Said dance floor is the first step once you're inside. After an extravagant coat check and quick access to the downstairs bar, there's a wide open dance floor with the DJ on stage at the opposite end. There are bodyguards lining the walls, of course - after Naomi's stunt at the solstice party there's no losing them - but there's only one rule at this party: absolutely no one is to touch the mic except for the DJ and Maxxie. The music all night is a blend of genres, but every song is appropriate to dance to. Obviously there are some Flashstep songs thrown in for good measure, but rest assured that every band will probably hear their music in some form or another, whether it's the song itself or a remix to make it a bit more suitable for the mood of the party.

On the two upper levels there are balconies overlooking the dance floor, and it's a bit quieter up here due to some innovative architecture. One may actually be able to have a conversation in the comfortable lounge, and there's another bar here with a few more options for mixed drinks. It's a place to rest up, have a few drinks, and enjoy the music at a more reasonable volume before you head back out to the party. There's even waitstaff floating around making sure everyone has anything they want, and as always the bodyguards are hanging out at the edges of the space to make sure no one starts any trouble.

Finally, there's an entrance to an outdoor balcony on the top level, high enough up to get a nice view of downtown and still be sheltered from the nosy paparazzi down on the street. The temperature has dropped with the arrival of winter, but it's a calm, clear night in Vista city and the alcohol should be enough to keep you warm.

The bars are fully stocked with a few thousand dollars worth of alcohol to keep everyone properly buzzed, and there are a few dealers floating around upstairs ready to sell anything to anyone with a charming smile. The host himself will be bouncing around, enjoying himself as if it was all catered specifically to his idea of the perfect party (it was) and saying hi to anyone and everyone.

[OOC: This is party style! Throw up a toplevel and get tagging! You can get up to any shenanigans you want, but please keep in mind the bodyguards are plentiful and on high alert since the solstice party. Maxxie has, of course, tried and failed to get them to join in on the fun, but they don't seem too overbearing unless trouble starts brewing. The Countdown is here, but please continue making toplevels and threading pre- and post-countdown shenanigans!]

Comments

Terry | OTA

[traumatizing]

UPSTAIRS;
[Terry isn't going anywhere near the dance floor if he can help it. Not that he's still injured, he just hates dancing. (A real party guy, right.) So he spends most of the night upstairs, most commonly found with his feet up on one of the other seats and a drink in his hand, but he does some rounds on ocassion too. Saying hi to anyone he knows, or stopping to check on anyone if they look distressed or otherwise upset.]

[He does seem to be enjoying himself despite not actually engaging with the main draw of the night. It's just nice to be out and see people actually enjoying themselves after how the month started.]


BALCONY;
[Every good introvert needs a moment or two to themself, and the balcony is perfect. A nice, secluded place to catch some air away from everyone else.]

[He's not doing anything interesting, just enjoying the view and the fresh air.]


WILDCARD;
[Whatever you like buddy.]

UPSTAIRS

[notahobby]

[Maxxie finds Terry after a good amount of partying. He's not intoxicated to the point of tripping over himself just yet, but he definitely has a bit of a swagger as he approaches and throws himself down next to Terry, resting his arm on the back of the coach behind him. He has conveniently lost his shirt and is a bit sweaty, but that's charming, right? Not gross at all.]

No dancing?

Upstairs

[consocius]

[Sora spots his Cosmic Indulgence friend while he's making rounds upstairs, and tries to sneakily follow him so he can drop a pair of flashing LED star sunglasses on him from above. Possibly by standing on a chair, sofa, or table. Whatever works. Or maybe doesn't work?]

{ let me know if you're more comfortable with sober Sora and we can go with that. otherwise he will be kinda clingy drunk. }

Balcony

[iitrebel]

[This feels better. Like a party he belongs in. One where he won't get murdered.]

[Artolo is a travesty when it comes to dancing as well, but he doesn't let that stop him. Maybe it's some sort of drug. Maybe he's drunk. Whatever it is, it doesn't last long enough before he's flopping onto the balcony railing by Terry. He doesn't even seem to realize there's someone else until he looks to the side and makes a noise.]

Hey, you!

Maxxie | OTA

[notahobby]

DANCE FLOOR

[Your host is bouncing around on the dance floor, worming his way to the middle of the crowd whenever he comes back from a break. He seems to have an endless amount of energy for this, and he's damn good at it too, almost as good as he is at letting down his dance partners easy after his self-imposed one-song limit. It wouldn't do to be glued to a guy for too long, not when he's here flying solo and looking to party with his friends instead.]


UPSTAIRS

[Even when he's taking a break, Maxxie's energy never stops. He drums his hands on the bar while he's waiting for a drink and even when he's sitting down he's animated. He asks everyone if they're enjoying themselves but half the time he's too intoxicated and distracted to stick around for the answer. Inhibitions completely lacking, he's much more affectionate when he's like this, forgetting that some people have "boundaries" to respect, though he'll back off quickly if told.]


WILDCARD

[For anything else you might want!]

upstairs

[mildwildchild]

Jamie's making pretty good progress on getting completely shitfaced tonight. If he's been a little more reclusive tonight than usual, he seems happy enough to see Maxxie, and sidles up to him with a big sloppy grin that's equal parts booze and actual affection.

"Hey. Hey, man. This is a great party, like, holy shit, this is the best New Year's Eve party I've ever been to. Ever."

Upstairs

[consocius]

[At whatever instance Maxxie takes a second to sit on a couch, a Sora will appear. To flop down with him with his legs over his lap and arms around his neck.]

It's a Maxxie!!

[That was probably yelled a little too loudly considering the guy's ear is just right there. Sorry, Maxxie.]

You've been everywhere tonight, huh?! You have a lot of friends, Maxxie!!

Dance Floor

[iitrebel]

[It's probably weird luck that ends up with Maxxie dancing with that one jackass from the music festival, but at least Artolo seems almost tolerable right now. He's grinning and flapping his mouth in a way that doesn't make someone want to immediately punch him.]

[He's also an atrocious dancer, but that's not stopping him as he laughs.]

You're part of a boy band! I call cheating!

Finnick | OTA

[thelittlemerman]

DANCEFLOOR

[Finnick is unsurprisingly a great dancer, although he's a bit subdued. No one's clearing a dance circle for him, but you'd be hard-pressed to come up with any complaints after going a song or two as his dance partner. He doesn't stay on the dancefloor for long, taking frequent breaks, but he's just drunk enough that this is fun and he can forget himself for a little while. He actually seems to be smiling, and it's genuine rather than the camera-ready smile he usually sports.]


BALCONY

[Finnick finds himself on the balcony a few times during the night, looking for a breath of fresh air. He sighs as he sets his beer on the railing, leaning on it and looking out over the city. He's having a good time, and it's a nice change from the stuffy Virgo events he's been forced attend so far, even with the bodyguards still lurking around every corner.]


WILDCARD

[For anything else!]

Balcony

[gunslingerqueen]

[Nariko goes all around the party: She dances, drinks, and smokes a whole hell of a lot. The first few times Finnick goes to the balcony she isn't there but at some point or another, Nariko will be there!

Climbing onto the railing of the balcony!

... It kind of looks like she might be trying to jump off it. So.

Happy Solstice Surprise?]

Dance Floor

[iitrebel]

[Where Finnick is a great dancer, Artolo is a laughably horrendous one. He's drunk or high enough that it doesn't seem to bother him, however, and he grabs onto Finnick's arm with a laugh.]

Okay- okay, no, how do you move your feet like that? I feel outgunned!

Sora | OTA

[consocius]

҉ .ＤＡＮＣＥＦＬＯＯＲ. ҉

This particular Flashbabe apparently has a lot of energy to burn tonight, dancing mostly to the fastest paced songs and moving like his life depends on it. He's grabbed a couple of times by friends and strangers alike (Maxxie apparently knows a lot more people than he does!) but he seems happy to dance with any and all. He practically bounces from person to person, and spends plenty of time out on the dancefloor through out the night. Until he's flushed and ready to collapse in fact, and yet he pushes through and keeps going anyway. There's almost a determination there to just have fun.

҉ .ＢＡＲ. ҉

At some point Sora has managed to acquire a polar bear ear headband and some star-shaped sunglasses, both which are perched on top of his fluffy hair. He's just starting on the drinking, again determined to have fun even if that means getting drunk for the first time in his life. He turned seventeen earlier in the month, he figures it's probably about time he has this experience anyway, right? He tries different things. Fruity drinks, alcoholic coffee beverages, even some jello shots because they looked colorful and fun. Have anything else to suggest to him? He's clearly up for trying new things right now.

҉ .ＵＰＳＴＡＩＲＳ. ҉

A drunk Sora is a really, really affectionate Sora. Which means if he spots you, you're getting clung to immediately. He babbles a affectionate words too, and quite often nuzzles his face against people's arms or necks or cheeks like some kind of dog or cat demanding pets. The star-shaped sunglasses have mysteriously disappeared, and yet he's still got the Winter Bear ears perched on his head. These are likely to fall off at any minute though, as he seems to have lost track of the fact he's even wearing them.

There's a likelihood here that he'll run into people selling drugs he's never even seen before but he always seems to shoo them away with flapping hands like they're a bothersome fly.

At one point he dozes in a comfortable seat in the lounge, resting up for even more partying and the countdown that'll be happening later in the night.

҉ .ＢＡＬＣＯＮＹ. ҉

The cold air out here on the balcony helps to sober him up if only for a little bit, and he leans on the railing as he stares up at the sky, squinting, trying to catch glimpses of twinkling stars even though the lights of the city make it somewhat difficult.

[Or wildcard it, he'll probably be bouncing around the place. Please lmk if you'd rather deal with sober Sora than drunk Sora for whatever reason! As usual, either prose or action spam/brackets is cool, I'll follow your lead.]

upstairs

[mildwildchild]

Guess who else is drunk? Jamie. He was probably doing a lot of his drinking alongside Sora, in fact, and so is in excellent spirits and unusually demonstrative.

"You havin' fun, bro? You havin' a good time?" he slurs at Sora, patting whatever part of him he can reach.

Bar

[iitrebel]

To the surprise of no one who actually knows him, Artolo is also trying to get plastered. It's his big goal of the night. So he's hanging about the bar as well, and just the sight of Sora trying to down booze has him laughing.

"Are you trying to pull off a record or something?"

Nariko Lunae | ota.

[gunslingerqueen]

D A N C I N G

[Chances are you’re going to notice her through the course of the night but she throws herself onto the dance floor and just goes for it. The bodyguards are a stuffy distraction but a few shots and the awesome music (and one song is definitely a remixed track from her bands album and it sounds awesome) drown out their presence. There’s a part of her that’s still angry and raw but she doesn’t want a fight, she wants the new year and her friends, all of whom had survived some kind of total bullshit insanity in one form or another.

So for a girl that’s kept herself locked up in her room aside from mandated interviews, appearances, and band practice, Nariko looks just fine. She’s having a ball and if you mingle on the dance floor long enough chances are you are, or have been her dance partner, and repeat performances are completely acceptable.]

U P S T A I R S

[There’s a pile of limbs hanging around near the entrance to the balcony. Now, mind you, she’s not quite on the balcony yet and that’s mostly because she’s found a chair or some other applicable service to exist on. Nariko …. Is high as fuck. And she's lost her bear hat. The uninitiated might not catch it unless they’re stupid enough to wander near her, but she’s completely out out of it, eyes glazed over and head nodding to nothing but the swirl of mess in her own head. Judging by the glass in her hand she’s probably also a bit drunk, so double whammy on that one!

The good thing is that if you don’t poke her or even look her way too long you’ll be fine. She’s happy to stay near the balcony but not quite on it, squinting at the view from where she’s at. But if you do happen to edge a little too close then Nariko’s going to stumble up to get a hold of you, and:]

Who decides the color of chairs?!

[Good luck.]

W I L D C A R D

[Nariko’s just as likely to be found at the bar or mingling with any given group of people. You might also find her laid out somewhere upstairs or jumping around on any surface that allows it. She’s kinda high and drunk as fuck all, sometimes bothering the waitstaff for more food, but she’s altogether harmless besides that. Specify your level of comfort with her draping herself on your character, though!]

upstairs

[mildwildchild]

The chairman of the board.

[Jamie isn't high. He is, however, incredibly drunk.]

COUNTDOWN

[notahobby]

[At some point during the night, the music dies down and if you look around to where the DJ's standing, Maxxie's getting up on stage. He's readjusting his shirt, like he just put it on (because he has), but after he checks he hasn't got it on backwards he takes a microphone from the DJ and waves to the crowd.]

I'll be short I promise! Just wanted to let everyone know we're just about two minutes away from the countdown tonight!

[A pause, for applause.]

When we're down to one minute, we'll have the clock up here - [He gestures behind him, where a projector has been displaying video and lighting effects all night] - and the music'll stop completely so we can count down to 2055.

Now, one of my favourite traditions is the kiss at midnight, so I better see each and every one of you getting a bit of action once that clock strikes twelve.

[And a wink, for effect.]

I won't waste any more time. I'll see you all next year.

CLOSED TO TERRY

[notahobby]

[Once he's off the stage, Maxxie takes the stairs two at a time, climbing to the third floor so he can look out over the railing and watch everything unfold. He's flushed once he's there, beaming down at the party proudly and then wandering over toward the bar because he's got time to grab a drink.]

B | OTA

[killerbeep]

DANCE FLOOR

[There was basically no way B wouldn't be here, considering the effort his bandmate went to to set it all up. Of course, he's just as worried as anyone after the events of the last party - and possibly a little more defensive for it.

But no way is he going to let that keep him from enjoying this. If anything, B's usual enthusiasm seems more pronounced when he's dancing, though he does make an effort to dodge around other people when necessary to avoid bumping into people more than is... basically unavoidable.]

WILDCARD

((OOC: though he'll be spending most of his time on the dance floor, B will occasionally hang around upstairs or on a balcony! Also, while he won't be all that eager to start a fight Virgo employees at Maxxie's party, that doesn't mean he won't. Just talk to me at omixgirl10 if you want to set something up!))

Dance floor

[consocius]

[Sora's first stop before even approaching any drinks tonight is the dance floor. And he mostly is having fun except one of the many people who he'd been dancing with here and there has decided to basically grab him for a longer, closer dance.

She's a stranger to Sora, and possibly drunk with how clingy she's being. More than once, Sora attempts to gently push her away, to escape. It's not working. Now he has resorted to looking around him for someone to help.]

Luci || OTA

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Is it dangerous to go to a mix-label party so soon after what happened at Naomi's? No shit. Did she seriously consider Squalo's warning? Of course. Was she going to let either of those things stop her from having a good time? Hell no.

[Dancefloor]

Luci of course is all over the dancefloor, getting all up in anybody's personal space who seems amenable to the idea. Even dressed semi-respectably, she is anything but tasteful on this dancefloor.

At one point, a Junkyard Carnival song comes on, of course, and Luci suddenly finds herself in the center of an empty space on the dance floor with people expressing their surprise and glee at being so close to the voice coming through the speakers. So of course, Luci obliges them. It's so loud that it looks mostly like she's lip-syncing to herself, but she is in fact singing--

"I can move mountains
I can work a miracle, work a miracle
Oh, oh, keep you like an oath
May nothing but death do us part

She makes me dance like I'm a madman
Bury me, 'cause I'm a mess
She makes me dance 'til I'm a madman
And I can't get her out of my head

The fall, the fall, damnation express
And two-bit divinity, oh hell yes
Build me up to the greatest I can be
Put your, put your v-v-venom in me!"

She can't help herself-- she loves being watched, and she'll milk it for all its worth.

[Upper Level]

But she can only stand in her crazy shoes for so long. After a while, she moves through the crowd like a very steady freight-train, heading straight for the bar. After a water to catch her breath from dancing, it's her favorite Devil's Advocate and looking for a couch to sprawl on with some fit thing she hasn't kissed yet.

[Balcony]

Since Naomi's party and that night on the stage, Luci has had a strange preoccupation with the stars. They're beautiful, yes, but something about them is calling to her. Maybe a song in the making? Maybe some kind of uncomfortable feeling that she hasn't yet squashed down like the rest of her strange feelings and visions.

She puts a cigarette between her lips and lights it with her thumb. Just a cigarette, a little brooding, then back to her usual self at the party.


[Or Just Wildcard It~ She Wants To Kiss All Her CR]

Kisses, luci

[variaboss]

It's a tradition or something right. On the stroke of midnight, you kiss someone. Well, there's only a couple people here he'd even want to kiss. Despite all the rumors about how much he fucks other people he's a lot more picky than that. It's why he's headed right towards the woman in white.

Three.

He reaches out to tap her on the shoulder.

Two.

"Hello, Luci. I have something for you."
One.

"I think you might enjoy it."

HAPPY NEW YEAR

If she lets him, he's totally going to be dipping her and giving her a hell of a kiss.

Xanxus | OTA

[variaboss]

Zoot Suit riot
Xanxus was just cleared by the doctor. He didn't need a cane or anything anymore. He was in surprisingly good health for someone who had not only nearly been beaten to death but also been nearly frozen to death. He's also in pretty good spirits.

He owns the dance floor. The Swing. The Tango. Salsa. You name it, he seems to know it. Know it like he's been taught young and been forced to practice to perfection. Only it's not stagnant and boring. It's full of all that pent up energy he feels. His passion is burning up the dance floor.

He reaches out towards you. "Let's go. The night is young yet!"

Outdoor balcony
Between the dancing and the drinking, one can find Xanxus here. He's got a cigarette in his hand, leaning on the railing. He remembers the Murder Party, but he's healed now. No way in hell anyone is pushing him over the railing. Not tonight. He finishes his smoke and sighs. This isn't how he had planned to spend New Years. It feels like there's something important. Something he needs to be doing. Something to do with mysterious twin women and those rings he keeps remembering.

He groans and rests his head against the railing for a moment. "What am I forgetting...what..."

[iitrebel]

"Drugs?"

That's Artolo's suggestion as he comes wobbling up, blinking a little owlishly. He'd only meant to clear his head from all the heat in the club, because he's definitely on something, whether alcohol or otherwise. He comes a bit closer just because he needs some sort of support, and sprawling against the railing does the trick perfectly.

"Or more booze?" he offers, a bit of a slur to his voice as he grins sloppily. "You seem like the kind of guy who needs more booze at any given time."

Fetch | OTA

[makeitright]

DANCE FLOOR

Fetch just wants to dance tonight, which is rare enough in and of itself. But things have been getting subtlety weirder every day and it's leaving her with the want to lose herself with a consistency that if she were to indulge in her habit would leave her overdosing.

So she's not high tonight. At least not on H. But the crowded dance floor is a writhing mess of bodies and just what she wanted. The music might not be her usual scene - typically there's a mosh pit involved but she couldn't care less right now.

Will you indulge her if she takes your hand and tries to lead you further into the fray? Or brush her off? Maybe you decided to dance with her instead...

OUTDOOR BALCONY

When she starts feeling lightheaded from dehydration or whatever it is that you're not supposed to let happen - Fetch goes upstairs and to the balcony to indulge in some of the more serious booze. She has goosebumps in this weather but it's nice compared to the heat of the dance floor. Drop a glass off the edge with her?

WILDCARD

What it says on the tin!

Dance Floor

[iitrebel]

It's Fetch, someone he knows and sort of likes, and Artolo might even have let her drag him into it all even if not high and drunk.

Which he is. Let there be no mistake.

Laughing as he's pulled along, he trips over his own feet in the process and grabs at her arm to steady himself again. "Shit!"

[blindfoldcode]

[Dance floor and floating around]

Kido doesn't do that great in crowds anymore. They stress her out and honestly she wasn't even going to come to this party until friends brought it up. So despite being at the party, Kido is dodging most of the party. She'll be watching people from the edges of crowds and leaning on the edge of the balcony to peer.

If she sees someone she knows, she's likely to slip into the crowd at least once or twice--Alternatively, if she sees someone wallflowering a little too much (she is a hypocrite of course), she's gonna approach with a grin. "Want to dance?" If she acts normal, everything will be okay, right?

[Outdoor balconies]

Every hour or so, she needs air. She needs to get out. She ducks the party, grabs a drink, and watches the city. Anyone who approaches her here is liable to scare her out of her skin. But she ducks her face into the red scarf she was given as a gift not too long ago and closes her eyes.

She keeps thinking about the words in that memory. That voice. It matches the voice she heard at the gala, and it makes her feel... safe.

[eyettentionplease]

[Momo has been careful here, as one can get when the last party they went to resulted in just... a lot of attempted murder. Like. So much. But she can here to see Kido and by god she is gonna.

So out on the balcony she goes, and sort of... quietly clears her throat from behind her. No need to surprise her too much, right?]

[loveconservative]

[Closed to anyone she, you know, tried to kill last month. Except Xanxus she is avoiding him like the plaaaaaaaague.]

[Oh Nia's absolutely terrified. She's facing down some serious stuff and... well... She's nervous. She's owning up to it. She has to own up to it. Granted, none of it was actually anything she wanted to do, but

She nearly killed like five people. And if she can find them she is approaching them, with sincere guilt on her face and--]

Are you busy? I wanted to apologize. For the party.

[She has mace in case anyone reacts poorly. Can't be completely guilty.]

[The dance floor]

[Okay but Nia likes parties just a little too much to completely stay out of things. She can't stay somber all the time, which is why she's tugging on friendly hands.]

Dance with me!

[She's small and she's cute can you really say no?]

Wildcard!

wildcard

[mildwildchild]

Having fun tonight?

[Jamie's caught up with her in some relatively quiet corner of the club, taking a break from his own enjoyment of the festivities. He looks friendly enough, for him, although it's still a fairly aloof expression by most normal standards.]

Pinkie Pie | OTA

[sailorlaughter]

[DANCE FLOOR]

[Things have been stressful for the past few weeks. Longer than that, actually. Pinkie was quick to jump at the chance for a fun party. She's out on the dance floor, living it up. Occasionally she'll go and grab someone, either an acquaintance or a stranger.]

C'mon! This song is awesome!

[UPSTAIRS]

[Pinkie takes regular breaks to go upstairs. Some of her bandmates are here, and while she's not following them around all night, she can usually see them from this vantage point. She leans against the rail to watch them for a while, idly swirling her drink in one hand. Nobody would have any fun if she kept too close to them, right? She'll just check in every now and then like this, and things will be okay.

She doesn't go out of her way to talk to anybody while up here, but she's pretty open to being approached.]

upstairs

[blindfoldcode]

[Man she knew she felt eyes on her earlier. Kido approaches Pinkie from behind, her own drink in hand, and her eyebrow raised. But she's wearing as easy a smile as she can manage when you consider last time she was at an interlabel party she almost left in a bodybag.]

I've never known you to sit out party time.

Yuffie, OTA

[cleartranquil]

The dance floor/ Main floor

[ Off and on, Yuffie can be found hanging at the edges of the floor with her drink and her phone in her hands, taking pictures with people and of people, and smiling wider than she has any reason to. She's dressed particularly loudly to show off. She also seems to be completely unwilling to hide the new scar on her ribs and seems to be wearing it like a battle flag as much as anything else. She's been posting various silly pictures on instagram all night, and is breezing through talking to everyone she can. Come join her.

Periodically she'll be dragged to dance with one friend or another though she's more frequently found hovering.]

The Balcony.

[ Later in the night, Yuffie can be found hiding out. She's not hiding, not really, if you ask her, she's just...being less involved? Not stalking anyone in particular at the moment?

Either way, Yuffie can be found outside without a drink in her hand, standing out on the balcony without her jacket staring up at the sky like it's personally offended her by existing. She's not sure how she feels about anything, really, ( And it's maybe just the alcohol talking, who knows?) but she's in a pensive mood that she's unable to shake, and she's not really sure what caused it. ]

balcony

[mildwildchild]

Aren't you cold?

[Jamie's just wandering out now in a long-sleeve button-down and no coat, so he doesn't have a lot of room to talk. He does have long pants on, though, unlike Yuffie.]

Ryouta Kise | Virgo Entertainment | Surviving Friday | OTA

[yellowcopycat]

[Upper levels]

Ryouta is fairly tipsy, as he is at most parties. He's still walking alright, and he's not slurring is words yet, but what little filter he had while sober is gone, gone, gone. He can be seen flirting outrageously with several men around his age, giggling with girls, and generally be a good time to everyone.

[Outside balcony]

Taking a break, Ryouta can be seen leaning against the walls, drinking water. Later in the night, he might be dozing a bit, more from dancing than drinking, but he's a light sleeper and should be easy to wake. Getting him on his feet again might be an issue.

Upstairs

[mildwildchild]

Jamie waits until some of the girls clustered around Ryouta have thinned out a little and then saunters up to him, a drink of some kind in hand. "People diggin' the yellow eyes tonight?" he says by way of greeting, with a somewhat boozy grin.