007 ✽ Bubbles in the Wine

[giglio_madonna]

Who: Luce and practically anyone that's had CR with her
What: On another side of town, it's a different mafioso's birthday.
When: March 14, in the evening
Where:
Warnings: None planned

Since the start of the month, those who know her even faintly will find themselves contacted one way or another to let them know that they were invited to a birthday party on the 14th. There's no pressure, of course, and there's no need to bring gifts.

Luce finds that she'd be perfectly content just seeing all the people she hasn't been able to see for ages now.

Today is finally the day, and the location? The top floors of the exclusive hotel Sol, which is quite an impressive feat. When the invitees step inside, they'll see why. It's taken Luce constant persuading for this for months now, inbetween everything else she's had to do lately, but goodness knows if she isn't willful. On various tables that are kept carefully restocked, one can find various rice and lamb dishes, plus plenty of piping hot bread including some that's stuffed with all manner of delicious things. Fortunately for Luce's continued existence, she didn't make all of it.

...Besides the cookies. Those she made. And the cake? That'll come later, of course.

There's more than just food and conversation, however. Everyone who comes in will be invited to participate in a little game. Somewhere hidden in the party are various small golden eggs. If you bring one to Luce, you get a prize of some sort. Feel free to note that "bring" is the key word and not necessarily "find". Take that as you will.

Comments

[dishevelment]

[Miss Drawdes isn't the only one hunting for these little treasures. So is one Ren Koumei, the softspoken pianist with fiery hair. A drink in one hand (a strong coffee-- nothing harder), he tried to be subtle in his examinations...but there was no hiding the little paper egg he tried to cover with the sleeves of his light jacket.]

[scalpedsociety]

[Oh, it's Squalo's 'friend' with long and pretty unkempt red hair and freckles that plays the piano beautifully. Her boy has great taste in lovers.]

Seems Luce knows some fascinating people...

[dishevelment]

She does, [he replied, casting a small smile at the pianist he recognized from Crown of Thorns. She knew Squalo somehow, he recalled, but didn't quite know the nature of their association.]

She's quite the social butterfly, and it's impressive how she's drawn so many people together into one space.

[scalpedsociety]

And in such a beautiful place...

Pardon me if I haven't introduced myself, I'm Aramat Drawdes. Squalo's teacher.

[dishevelment]

And in Crown of Thorns, as I'm recalling. Your band's music is fantastic

[And, he bobbed his head in a polite greeting.]

It's a pleasure meeting you in person, Aramat. I've been following your Tweets for some time. I'm Koumei Ren of Cosmic Indulgence....one of Squalo's friends as well.

[scalpedsociety]

Oh stop it, we try our best. That's all.

['Friends'. How polite.]

We are labelmates and connected by a hyper, extremely boisterous cellist. How come we haven't talked before?

[dishevelment]

[Of course, because 'fuckbuddy' sounded so crass.]

That's partly my fault. Between a chronic case of insomnia and a tendency to be a workaholic, I don't get out to socialize terribly often.

[scalpedsociety]

It's a shame, but it's perfectly understandable.

[dishevelment]

And it's no reason why we can't make up for now. Any friend of Squalo's is worth getting to know.

[scalpedsociety]

Well, I guess we can start somewhere. When did you start playing the piano?

[dishevelment]

When I was a kid. I kinda took to it. When did you start?

[scalpedsociety]

Sometime around ten, the cello was my first instrument and I started to play that at five.