New Year's Eve Soiree

[sandsofchaos]

Jennifer had put in extra overtime for this - though Set himself had arranged the servers, made of sand and storm - but the stage was set. The glossy black bar was stocked fully with any kind of alcohol you could ever desire, including a selection of Egyptian microbrews. To the right of it, the dessert bar - staffed by two lithe, sloe-eyed girls - has any sweet you might desire, from a chocolate fountain to creme brulee to a dense raspberry torte.

There are the low couches by the windows, where the waiters pass with French champagne and canapes regularly, and for those who don't mind the chill, there are the vast decks just outside, where you can appreciate the sight of New York on this night, or...possibly find some privacy for that New Year's kiss.

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The Bar

[sandsofchaos.livejournal.com]

Get a drink, or get several drinks. The bartender will make whatever you want.

Re: The Bar

[lovesbeloved.livejournal.com]

Psyche headed for the bar, and ordered herself a Sex on the Pool Table. The name just tickled her for some reason. She'd found a gorgeous (http://www.bluefly.com/ABS-by-Allen-Schwartz-bordeaux-satin-deep-v-back-cowl-neck-gown/COLOR_CROSS-SELL/312022602/detail.fly) dress with a low enough back she could easily let her wings out. Which she'd already done, the instant she got in the door. It was so nice to not hide her beautiful appendages.

[tomakealiving.livejournal.com]

Terpsichore was just in the mood for a regular old martini. Classic. She'd dressed, she was present, and if the party kicked up she'd be ready to go. Or just ready to sit around. Either way.

Re: The Bar

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

He hated this thing, Pan thought. It was tight and constricting and ugh, he should have thrown the lord of bloody necessary blasted chaos for a loop by showing up in a chiton. Pan yanked loose the bow tie on his tuxedo and leaned his elbow on the bar.

"Bourbon. Straight."

[lovessweetbait.livejournal.com]

"And when, exactly, were you going to let me know how delicious a tuxedo looks on you?" Eros leaned against the bar with a slow smile, the feather-printed silk folds of her skirt settling against her legs, and accepted a dry gin martini. "Cheers, darling."

Re: The Bar

[lovedoftwogods.livejournal.com]

He'd done his best to dress for the occasion, though he couldn't help but fear someone would know the shoes were cheap and he'd bought them for job interviews, or that it wouldn't compare to the garments of the gods. He'd spent a whole paycheck trying to at least look a little less like the slightly disheveled short-order cook and more like someone who had once been adored by immortals, like someone who, it was told in some circles, was the well-spring of all love between men.

He sidled up to the bar and ordered a shot of ouzo for his nerves and another for good measure, leaning against the bar to watch the gorgeous displays of the immortals around him, as impressive and exquisite as always.

[lovessweetbait.livejournal.com]

"It's absolutely no surprise to me that you look utterly gorgeous tonight," Eros said as she glided up to him, running manicured fingers lightly down his arm as she stood an arm's length back and gave him a long, approving look. "Hello, Hyacinthe."

Re: The Bar

[lovesbeloved.livejournal.com]

Psyche kissed his cheek and smiled, taking him in. "Hello darling. You're looking smashing."

[egyptianfury.livejournal.com]

Sakhmet was what she would call fashionably late. It wasn't that she had anything better to do... She just didn't see the point to hanging around too long... And she took longer to get ready than expected.

She made her way to the bar and ordered one of the Egyptian microbrews Set was so kind to stock the bar with.

[sandsofchaos.livejournal.com]

Set lifted an eyebrow as one of his own family arrived and...not the one he'd expected. Sakhmet, he thought; he hadn't seen her since he'd left Egypt, but it looked like she, at least, had modernized.

"Sakhmet," he said as he leaned against the bar. "You're just in time. The clock is about to chime midnight."

The Dessert Bar

[sandsofchaos.livejournal.com]

Or if sugar is more your thing, visit the dessert bar, where any kind of sugary sweet is available.

[moonlitselene.livejournal.com]

There had been a reason Selene's party was devoid of chocolate. It was so the Moon Goddess wouldn't spend her entire time with the sweets. But this wasn't her party... And Set had gone through all the trouble to set up a perfect dessert bar.

She had gone shopping just days before and found the perfect dress for the party... New shoes, new jewelry... Everything. So now, all that was left was to socialize...

After she got done dipping everything in chocolate. Twice.

[sandsofchaos.livejournal.com]

Set watched with a faint smile and then snapped his fingers at one of the girls. "I have a feeling this double chocolate torte was made for you, Selene."

Re: The Dessert Bar

[lovessweetbait.livejournal.com]

Perhaps it would be a bit unexpected, but Eros had chosen to make a different kind of appearance tonight. But however surprised - and potentially disapproving - the family might be, she'd decided to do things right, traditional down to the shoes in a way, and she glided up to the dessert bar already looking rather satisfied.

There was so much potential at the beginning of a night.

The Couches

[sandsofchaos.livejournal.com]

Sit, and socialize, enjoying the champagne and canapes.

[thedawngoddess.livejournal.com]

Aurora immediately headed for the couches and sank down, taking an offered champagne flute and a few canapes. She had a long day at work again and just wanted to relax; Aurora was wearing this (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y190/angeladdict/92319_1.jpg) and her hair was loose around her shoulders.

[bringsthelight.livejournal.com]

Apollo simply lounged. He'd done as protocol required and dressed for the occasion, silk shirt and vest, accompanied by slacks and comfortable shoes, jacket slung over the cushion behind him.

Scotch in one hand, the other propped casually on the back of the couch, he sat at ease and simply watched the rest of the throng mill about. He had to admit Set'd spared little expense, if any, for this shindig; all in all, the deity knew how to jazz things up.

[norse-freya.livejournal.com]

Freya took a champagne and took a seat onto the large couch, she hoped to find several people to kiss for New Years.

The Deck

[sandsofchaos.livejournal.com]

Or if socialization isn't your thing - or if you crave a different kind - well, there's always the vast deck, with many corners to hide in.

[goldendiscordia.livejournal.com]

Eris promised herself a few things, but the important one to her was that she'd start more fights. Despite the chill outside and her lack of coat, it was the first place she slunk off to. Her hair still appeared disheveled, but at least she had gone through the trouble of finding a new dress for the occasion.

Leaning over the railing, she held her apple. Set wouldn't appreciate it if she started a fight within the party itself.... But those mortals down there... Now that could be fun.

[philosophy-wit.livejournal.com]

Athena was sort of here not entirely of her own free will, so hiding seemed like a very good option.

[the_cupbearer]

Ganymede was standing on the edge of the deck, leaning against the railing as held a glass of champagne with a single sugar cube in the bottom, being dissolved by the glittering effervescence.

[madethenight.livejournal.com]

She stood aloof and alone -for the moment- gazing out over the bright lights of the city. The shadows played at her feet, rustling her skirts gently. Pale hands rested on the railing as her thought swirled out over the city which never slept. An amusing nuance.

"How very apropos," she murmured quietly, watching without seeing all the tiny mortals going about their business in the dark watches of her everlasting embrace.

[lovessweetbait.livejournal.com]

Hours later, past three o'clock, there was a rustle of wings and Eros landed softly on the darkened deck of Set's penthouse. He - she, at the time, but at some point in the evening Eros had changed once again - had only spoken with the host for a short time, but he'd immediately planned on visiting again.

He knocked lightly on the open glass door. "I hope I'm not interrupting," he said with a quiet smile as he folded his wings neatly along his back.

[sandsofchaos.livejournal.com]

Set glanced up from what he fully intended to be his final scotch of the evening, and he rose gracefully to his feet, his bow tie hanging loose, and eyed Eros. "Of course not, Love," he said. "You've changed, I see, but still look as lovely as ever."