(OPEN. PARTY PARTY PARTY.)

[ioudas]

WHO: cross marian (ioudas) & you!!
WHERE: all around the city.
WHEN: july 31st
WARNINGS: ... it's cross. so. many.
SUMMARY: it's cross's birthday and he's celebrating it like people in the future would!!
FORMAT: actionspam to start and your choice after 8)!



(it is absolutely not common that you end up in the future for your birthday. in fact, despite the discrepancy with his own age back home, cross was actually milking this for all it was worth. when he found out that people actually give you free stuff. a little charm here and a little flirting there, he's got so much free stuff that he doesn't know what to do with it.

what's more, at the moment he's just too excited to spend his birthday not wondering if someone at a party is going to try and kill him. so, throwing caution to the wind, just let the party begin! he's in various locations doing various things.)

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(5 pm - THE EARLY MORNING ; party )

[ioudas]

(well, what sanji won't know, won't hurt him. especially since sanji won't know that cross is throwing his birthday party on his boat. there's booze, there's musics, there are people that cross teaches yoga to; all in all it's already a happening party!)

I am so glad you did this XD

[notadartboard]

[except Sanji knows thanks to the harbormaster having his cell phone number. He must have been calling to complain about the large party going on on his boat, and was rather confused that Sanji claimed to not be on his boat.

...and yet, when he shows up to see what the hell is going on, some little tiny part of him is not at all surprised]

....that asshole.

excellent.

[ioudas]

(ignore the fact that cross has a captain's hat on and two ladies on either arm. there's a moment as a bright gold ball starts to set off a warning signal to cross. within seconds, the entire party is shut down and the boat is back to normal.

which would have worked if timcampy wasn't hanging out in someone's cleavage drinking champagne, but still.)

[notadartboard]

[that is one lucky timcampy. Sanji makes his way purposefully up the embarking ramp, hands in pockets, and stops in the middle of the deck]

If you're going to have a party, the least you could do is have a proper chef cooking the food.

[pause. Lighting a cigarette, looking cool and yet pissed]

Anyone in my galley has two seconds to get out before I throw you overboard. That's my domain and mine alone.

[ioudas]

(the urge to kick sanji overboard was a fierce one, the fact that cross fights it off shows some sort of maturity. if the guy is willing to cook, let him cook. what use does he have for anything else.)

Whatever you say.

(loser.)

[notadartboard]

[what a coincidence, that same urge was overwhelming Sanji at the same time! But he mastered it, because it was his boat and his prerogative not to throw everyone off. But a party's a party and god, does he miss having parties]

Unless you want me to shut this whole thing down prematurely and send you staggering off into the night looking for a new place to party.

You've already pissed off the harbormaster. May as well just go with it. In for a beli, in for a million, they say.

[ioudas]

He's just upset that I didn't invite him.

(dude, have a bloody party and get the stick out of your ass.)

Don't you have a kitchen to be getting in?

[notadartboard]

Shut up, I'm not your servant.

[and yet there he goes into the galley. If any of the guests brought food, it is now his domain and between the galley and the hibachi, there will be some fantastic hors d'ouevres coming out shortly]

[ioudas]

(he isn't a big eater, but damned if that doesn't smell good. but, alas, if he ate food that would leave less room in his stomach for alcohol. decisions, decisions.)

Go get food from that guy, I don't remember his name.

()

[notadartboard]

[entirely not deterred over here. Only, it's hard to take care of his kitchen and mingle, at least until he can get enough going that he can come out and circulate with plates and tell the other random people "yes, this is my boat. Why yes I did just cook that. Why thank you for the compliments miss I would be happy to give you the recipe..."]

[ioudas]

(well, while he's doing that cross can get a moment to himself and sit on the roof. people were starting to annoy him anyway.)

[notadartboard]

[eventually - not right away, no - there's a pair of nice loafers walking towards him on the roof-deck. And then a plate of food set down next to him]

If you eat enough, you can keep drinking for longer.

[meanwhile Mr. Suave is going to light a cigarette and look up at the flag atop the mast]

[ioudas]

I'm not a big eater.

(so much for a private reprieve. cross hands over the bottle of romanee conti wine that he's treating like rum.)

Don't care. Enjoying serving my guests?

[futurebatwoman]

[ nighttime is when she does a whole different party scene, so when max shows up it's still early, 5.30 by the clock, and she wanders around until she finds cross, tapping him on the shoulder. ]

Hey. Happy birthday.

[ioudas]

(Cross, on the other hand, was not enjoying the conversation that he was being subjected to. Who knew that inviting the girl with the long hair and the small shorts was also inviting her boyfriend with the cap that thinks he knows all about Victorian poetry.

The tap is a godsend.)

Oh, hello. (In a tone that screams: Thank God you're here.)

[futurebatwoman]

[ she lifts her eyebrows at his tone with an amused grin. ]

Hey there.

I'm not interrupting, am I?

[ That innocence? That is the face of someone messing with you on purpose, Cross. ]

[ioudas]

(he practically grabs her and walks her back so that he can have five minutes of peace.)

What is 50 Shades of Grey and why should I be calling it a literary disaster?

[futurebatwoman]

[ she'll go with it, but she nearly does a spittake at that. ]

It's like, BDSM porn or something, apparently middle aged women really love it. I just know what I've heard online, really.

[ she chances a glance at the guy he'd been talking to. ] I have no idea why he thought that was party conversation material.

[ioudas]

(he shrugs, he's actually a terrible human being that finds this really hilarious.)

It isn't, I just brought it up just to see his reaction for my own amusement. But since when was it okay to talk about BDSM in public?

[futurebatwoman]

[ cross ]

You -- [ excuse her a moment while she cracks up. ] Generally speaking it really isn't, I think.

[ioudas]

I don't like it when someone tells me that I don't know my own time era.

(really, it's overrated.)

Com'on, we'll go somewhere where I don't want to strangle people.

[futurebatwoman]

[ she rolls her eyes at that, amused, but nods at the food table. ]

Food makes a good excuse. The less strangling at a birthday party the better, I always think.

[ioudas]

Depends on the sort of party, I think.

("food" is a broad term for the booze and bread he has.)

[futurebatwoman]

[ still totally counts as an excuse, but huh yeah she's going to side eye that with a little amused shake of her head. ]

There's a type of party where strangling's accepted?

[ioudas]

I thought S&M was finally accepted into culture.

(or maybe he's just really revealing a lot about his expertises about the Red Light Districts.)

Besides, I invited a bunch of people because I rarely get to do that.