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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 14, 2009 19:14:12 GMT -5
((This first post = OVER 9000 times better if read with whatever 80s synthpop you may have at hand playing in the background to set the mood. I will provide you with some if you don't have any.)) He didn't know more than a handful of the guests, and didn't really care to, as much as many of them wanted to know him (particularly a few very tipsy women in the corner who kept trying to make eyes at him, even after his ignoring them had switched from passive to very obvious looking at and then looking away in a highly unimpressed way), and even if he'd made sure everyone there had a right to be. In fact, Adrian was really only concerned with two people- Micaela, whom the party was ostensibly in honor of- and Daniel Dreiberg, who didn't seem to have arrived. Adrian hadn't really expected him to, anyway. While several of the attendees, in spite of their nice clothes and high-society pretensions, had already drunk themselves into excess, Adrian had been sipping the same glass of Chardonnay for the last forty minutes. It took a trained eye to detect that much of it had been consumed at all. The glass was in his right hand like a fashion accessory, and his left was on Micaela's shoulder. Thankfully, this at least appeared to be for more than show. "Are you enjoying yourself?"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 14, 2009 19:21:00 GMT -5
((I er have... repo... "Things you see in a Graveyard"... it's making me giggle.))
Dan had in fact appeared, but found himself in the bathroom most of the time, trying to hide from the guests as well as making sure he didn't vomit on them. He had ate some bad food that had been sitting in his fridge for a little longer than he had thought it had.
He didn't think too much of it until he showed up, whilst looking for Adrian who of course he knew would pretend not to be there until was fashionably acceptable, he felt his stomach gurgle and ran to the bathroom.
He was feeling better however and inhaled as he moved out in to the party.
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Post by Micaela on May 14, 2009 19:23:40 GMT -5
*She nodded brightly, bobbing her head along to the music. Her own champagne (a very good year and a very expensive brand; she could tell) was indeed being consumed, but tastefully, and it wasn't as if it had much effect on her anyway. She was 18, and she was in France, and she would very well drink if she wanted to.*
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 14, 2009 19:27:56 GMT -5
"I'm glad. Seeing as you're a woman now, I imagine it's time you were exposed to the adult world..."
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Post by Micaela on May 14, 2009 19:30:37 GMT -5
"Well I wasn't exactly an infant before; I was already accepted at my top-choice colleges, and traveled internationally by myself plenty of times..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 14, 2009 19:33:21 GMT -5
He smirked a little at this and continued scanning the crowd for Dan.
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Post by Micaela on May 14, 2009 19:35:06 GMT -5
"Looking for someone?" *She was observant when she tried. She didn't seem to know anyone here except Adrian, and as far as birthday parties went she'd liked Disney and takeout better, but it was a kind gesture.*
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 14, 2009 19:35:04 GMT -5
Dan finally exhaled when he grabbed a glass of champagne and popped a shrimp puff in to his mouth. He looked out through the crowd and noticed Adrian and Micaela standing by a wall, he tried to smile, but he had stuffed far too much shrimp in his mouth.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 14, 2009 19:37:20 GMT -5
"I thought- ah, here he is. Dan!"
He raised his voice slightly, along with his glass, to get Dan's attention.
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Post by Micaela on May 14, 2009 19:38:18 GMT -5
"Ohdanishere?" *She asked, trying to sound normal and not interested, but her voice jumped an octave in the attempt.*
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Post by Adrian Veidt on May 14, 2009 19:40:37 GMT -5
"Yes, he's-"
Adrian's secretary chose that highly inconvenient moment to tug on his sleeve and whisper something about the Pyramid accounts that he needed to look at. Adrian rolled his eyes.
"Pardon me for a moment."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 14, 2009 19:42:16 GMT -5
Dan quickly tried to down the shrimp as he made his way across the room, sipping on champagne, so as to nut look like a lush.
He finally made it down as he reached them only to notice Adrian being pulled away, but it was too late, he was face to face with Micaela now and there was no going back "Evening Micaela uh Happy Birthday" he looked at Micaela with an awkward half smile.
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Post by Micaela on May 14, 2009 19:44:57 GMT -5
*She smiled awkwardly.* "thankyou" *She squeaked.*
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on May 14, 2009 19:47:04 GMT -5
"Having a, a good time?" He blinked and pulled at his bow tie. He had worn his favorite one, but it seemed he got it too tight after he retied it in the bathroom and it was starting to choke him or maybe he wasn't breathing.
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Post by Micaela on May 14, 2009 19:53:02 GMT -5
"I, um... yes." *She looked around awkwardly.*
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