(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.)

Comments

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?

[notadartboard]

Shame. You miss out on a lot of luxuries that way.

[inspecting the wine, sniffing...approving. He only takes a small sip, though, mainly to taste, and hands the bottle back]

You do know how to pick 'em. I'll give you that much. Too many boyfriends being brought along for the ride, though.

[ioudas]

I indulge in other sins beside gluttony.

(he stares at the bottle and at sanji's mouth before back to the bottle again and just shoving it in his hands.)

That is disgusting. (but at the boyfriends, cross just shrugs.) Got nothing in common with these people.

[notadartboard]

Psh. And they're your party guests? No wonder you're up on my top deck.

[fine, he'll rub the mouth of the bottle on his sleeve to clean it. Sissy]

[ioudas]

Quantity is good, I guess. When I get drunk, it won't even matter.

(you're so annoying.)

[notadartboard]

Tch. You guess. Well, I won't have any of those people trashing my ship, so looks like I'm not going anywhere.

[so there. Maybe he'll call Callie and tell her to join the shindig]

[ioudas]

Nah, it's rare that I get time to myself. You can go down and do whatever.

[notadartboard]

Fair enough. [he's leaving the food for him, though, while he takes out his cell phone and gives Callie a ring. So much enthusiastic cooing as he walks away...]

[ioudas]

Fair enough, he says. (Its more towards Timcampy, taking the bottle and taking a swag.)

Have fun.