the formal (icon of hell optional)

[molotovmartinis.livejournal.com]

WHO: [OPEN]
WHERE: the Brandt Banquet Hall
WHEN: Sunday March 29
WARNINGS: B|
SUMMARY: the superhero formal. Will things explode?
FORMAT: whatever you feel like


There are extensive tables for hor d'oeuvres, small desserts, and champagne as well as an open bar. Room for dancing is obvious, flanked by a small group of musicians. And there are alcoves for the shy, the hiding, the amorous, the machinating, or the creeper lurking.

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[easytochop.livejournal.com]

"Work," she said, simply. It was true, wasn't it? "How did you get to know him, Selina?"

[meowminx]

"Like I said, Claire." Selina took a sip of champagne. "Mutual acquaintances. Don't exactly know him all that well, truth be told."

[easytochop.livejournal.com]

"I see," Lust said, taking another sip in a mimicry of Selina's motions. This could become very awkward very quickly, but she couldn't really say she cared. "I feel like I've seen you around before, actually."

[meowminx]

"Really? I don't think we've met before." A slight tilt of the head, as if examining her companion. "Maybe out shopping or something?"

[easytochop.livejournal.com]

Oh my god, they were dancing.

She tapped her chin and rolled her eyes upward, frowning a bit, as though trying to recall something. "Perhaps, but I don't suppose so. You must just look like somebody else."

[meowminx]

Selina shrugged, took another sip from her glass. "Maybe I just have one of those faces," she agreed.

She followed Lust's gaze out onto the dance floor and it was a damn good thing she knew about Ed's disguise in advance. Still, it helped having an excellent poker face. "Nice decorations."

[easytochop.livejournal.com]

Ed and his Xingese friend were moving closer and closer towards their table--on purpose, obviously--but she kept her features composed and calm as always. There was no sense in letting them know Lust could see through them just as easily as they through her. Much better to let them come to her, to let them think that she was stupid enough to fall for their little act. Alphonse was another matter; he was probably there as well, tagging along as he usually did, but she hadn't spotted him yet. Taking another sip, she smiled slightly.

"They are pretty nice, aren't they? I wonder who did them."

[meowminx]

"You'd have to ask our host," Selina said absently, eyes scanning the room, the crowd. Nothing in particular caught her eye. She let her gaze skate over Ed and his "date" as if they were just another part of the scenery. "I don't know the guy myself. Nice of him to put all of this together."

[easytochop.livejournal.com]

"It was," she agreed. "He certainly doesn't seem to want to stand out here, though. I wonder who he is."

[meowminx]

"Someone who likes a good party, I guess." Selina wasn't about to give Lust any useful information if she could avoid it. Of course, pointless small talk with psychos was only tolerable for so long.

Her glass was almost empty; she quickly drained the rest. "Oops, looks like I'm out too," she told the other 'woman'. "If you'll excuse me... Tell Knives I'll catch up with him later."

Rising from her chair, Selina made a beeline for the bar. Time for something a little stronger than champagne.

[easytochop.livejournal.com]

"Of course," she said, smiling at the woman as she made her retreat.

Had she known? It was entirely possible; the fact that Selina hadn't shown any signs of recognition or nervousness made her much more interesting in Lust's eyes, to be perfectly honest. People who gave the least away were always more rewarding to break down later. But there were more important things to think about, for the moment--the boys, for one thing, and her "date" for another--and empty conversation was something she couldn't tolerate for too long.

Relaxing a little, she finished her drink, but made no move to get more. One thing nobody here needed to know was that homunculi could, in fact, become intoxicated.