HAPPY NEW YEAR!

[paradisamods]

All that clamor from the lion dance prancing down the halls should be enough to draw attention to the party, even without actual invitations. If not the noise, then perhaps the delicious smell wafting under every door and leading back to the ballroom.

The castle is vain, if nothing else. It has decorated the ballroom in the deepest red and brightest gold with auspicious greetings in the common language tastefully posted about the hall. May your happiness be without end, one says, while another goes May all your wishes be fulfilled. Small order, all things considered.

Round dining tables (with the turning glass part) are set up in the middle of the hall, each with about ten chairs and piles of food fit for a whole village. There are two more lion dance teams hopping about the hall and making a racket while occasionally nabbing that dumpling straight from your chopsticks. That should the least of your concerns, however, with many residents still aiming to settle their grudges before the new year.

Watch your back.

[ ooc; IC mingle log for Lunar New Year plot, feel free to make your own threads! ]

Comments

[secondchances]

[Thought so.]

Oh. Well, in that case... welcome to Paradisa, and your first party. We tend to have pretty big ones every few months. Fun to check out.

I hope the castle's been treating you alright.

[Mr. BlondeMcHandsomeFace.]

[secondchances]

[He's vaguely Kurt Cobain-y. His parties are probably a little less tame, Steph's guessing.]

No? What are your parties like? I'm good as long as there's food.

[Speaking of which--she'll offer her plate to him. There's a little bit of everything on there by now.]

[secondchances]

[She smiles a little at that. Very summery beach movie.]

Sounds like it. Makes me wish we had a real beach around here. All we've got is the one in the Seasons room.

[secondchances]

A tiny sea. Once you go out a bit you hit this like, invisible barrier. It looks a lot bigger than it really is.

[secondchances]

Right... now?

[secondchances]

[Steph laughs, awkwardly.]

Right! Ha, well... I'm good to go whenever you are. I don't mind playing tour guide.

[secondchances]

I... just hit my four year anniversary this month, actually. So... yup. Long.

[secondchances]

I really shouldn't be surprised when she tells people about me anymore.

[That would be a yes.]

[secondchances]

Well, no, I don't really mind! Ha, I just get worried she'll make me out to be more amazing than I actually am.

[secondchances]

That's so deep.

[Steph laughs, a little less awkwardly this time. Good, good. No high expectations.]

[secondchances]

Or just nice to hear, I guess.

[secondchances]

An unbiased [attractive] third party sounds like the right person to me. Congratulations.

[secondchances]

[Ah, charming. Stephanie puts down her plate to properly applaud him.]

Good show, good show.