Gathering Post - Christmas Eve Party

[londoncallingmods]

Merry Christmas!

You are invited to celebrate the season with Finlay Flynn and Willy Silver.

 

When: Christmas Eve (5pm – Midnight)

Where: Making the Modern World - The Science Museum

RSVP: By Email (SBMNGR@ldnmgmt893.co.uk) Before 19/12

 

Upon entry you'll be given a ticket for one free drink. All drinks after that are 5 each. There will also be a free buffet in the dining area.

 

Dress code: Casual, but tidy please!

 

Raffle: Come wearing a festive sweater and you will automatically be entered into a raffle to win a 65 inch TV.

 

Donate: Bring three tins of canned food to be donated to the local food bank, and receive an extra drink ticket.

Look forward to: A live DJ, live music, an appearance by Santa, gift bags with deluxe swag, and the company of old and new friends!

 

(OTA! Happy holidays! If you know Fin, Willy, Phouka, or Winter, feel free to assume they gave you an invite. If not, you can say your pup got an invite through a friend of a friend, someone who knows someone, ect. It IS invite over (no gate crashing pups please, Fin's a giver and would want everyone to feel included), but the pups hosting the party are pretty active and I believe they know almost everyone in the game. And the people they don't know surely know people who do. Even if you only met them once, you got an invite somehow! This gathering post is open all week, and beyond!)

Comments

[jageskro]

"Go on," Jag shook his head to indicate that he did not. He appreciated the amount of food piled up on the bloke's plate, too, and smiled a little before digging back into his own plate.

[sunsongs]

Coby took a seat, nodding his thanks. After a few bites of food that was better than you got at some of these catered deals, he looked at the guy again. "They went all out with this, huh?"

[jageskro]

"Didn't they," Jag agreed after swallowing a bite of gorgeous, gorgeous food. "Part of me wants to stick by the buffet all night."

[sunsongs]

"No shit." Coby took a swig of his beer. "Then again, there's the bar. And I'll probably wanna check out the band when they play. But yeah, if I could, I think they'd be rolling me out of here at the end of the night."

[jageskro]

"If it had been free, it might have stood a chance," Jag stated, then took another bite. He made a very happy face as he chewed, then swallowed. "No, I don't even think so."

[sunsongs]

"Good free food is kind of a rarity," Coby agreed. Getting one or the other wasn't always too difficult, but both at once was a find. "So, do you know Fin, or...?"

[jageskro]

"Yeah, Fin, we're mates," Jag stated with a nod, and wiped his hand on his jean before offering it out for a shake. "I'm Jag."

[sunsongs]

It could've just as easily been Fin's musician lover, Willy, but since Fin was the only one Coby'd met, he'd started there. Good to know it had been the right guess. "Coby. Fin's cool, from what I've seen. We only met the once, wound up talking over coffee for a good hour, but he's a friend of a friend, you could say."

[jageskro]

You could say? But Jag let that go - probably none of his business - and nodded. "Honestly, he's one of the best people I know." Which was high praise, coming from him.

[sunsongs]

Coby nodded. "He would be, going through the shit he has, and still being who he is. Just from the little he told me, he's had a time of it."

[jageskro]

"Seriously," Jag agreed. "I still can't believe it all. No one deserves that much shit, let alone someone like him."

[sunsongs]

"Yeah." Coby looked around the room, taking it all in, before returning to his food. "At least tonight feels like him enjoying life, not some publicity deal like it could've been. Remembering to have fun is half the trick."

[jageskro]

"Yeah, no, that's the thing with him," Jag agreed with a nod. "It's all real. He's all real."

[sunsongs]

"Good to know." Too many people weren't, no matter what they did for a living.

Somehow as they'd been talking about Fin, Coby had cleared most of his plate, and it left him wanting a smoke. "I keep hearing people talk about how warm this winter is, but I swear it's cold enough to make me think twice before going out for a cigarette."

[jageskro]

"So you're from one of the warmer states," Jag guessed with a half smile, and finished his own plate. "If company's enough to make you forget about your second thoughts, I'll come with you? I could use a fag."

[sunsongs]

"Sunny California," Coby answered.

"I keep saying I'm going to cut back." He patted his pocket, checking reflexively for the pack he already knew was there. "And I keep not doing it. Company's good."

[jageskro]

"Yeah, it's on and off for me," Jag admitted. "I just can't resist it, once in a while. Okay, no, on a regular basis," he admitted, standing up and looking around. Yeah, no, it looked like there were people to take care of your empty plates for you, but it rubbed him the wrong way. Still, he might not like it, but he didn't have much choice but to leave his plate there.

He just as reflexively patted his pocket to check for his pack, which was still there.

[sunsongs]

Coby was less bothered by leaving his plate to be cleared, but he'd cater waitered some, so he figured he'd paid his dues on that one.

"Yeah, that's how I am," Coby agreed, heading for the door. "With cigarettes anyway." Weed was a separate thing, and one he wasn't planning to give up.

[jageskro]

Jag chuckled at that addendum, and clapped his hand on Coby's back as they headed out. "Hear hear."

[sunsongs]

Coby just grinned back. In public and with a guy he just met, Coby wasn't going to pull out one of the joints he'd slipped into his cigarette pack before going out tonight, but after Jag's response he didn't take pains to hide having them when he tapped a cigarette out of the pack either. Turning, he blocked his lighter from the bit of breeze with his body. "You know Fin, does that mean you're in the business too?" he asked after exhaling a line of smoke.

[jageskro]

Jag couldn't help but chuckle, after lighting his cigarette half turned away from Coby, making it look natural, as if he was working against the wind on the patio, when he was really hiding the fact that he wasn't using a lighter. "People keep asking me that tonight. Yeah, no. I'm a busker. Fire performer."

[sunsongs]

"Cool." It hadn't been the most original of questions, but that was the way these things went, if you didn't stick to people you already knew. "My mom had a phase learning to use those, uh, poi things. Til she lost control of one too close to my dad's workshop and nearly set his cedar on fire. That was the end of her playing with fire."

[jageskro]

"That sounds like a tragedy to me," Jag admitted, although he assumed the wood actually catching on fire would have been the tragedy, for his father. "What about you? What do you do?"

[sunsongs]

"Eh. A friend got her into crocheting tree cozies," Coby shook his head, and before Jag could ask, "I have no idea. Whatever makes her happy. But somebody who knows what they're doing... I'll have to keep an eye out for you." Since if he was busking, he could be wherever, whenever really.

"I'm a musician. Not as flashy as fire maybe, but it's all I've ever wanted to do."

[jageskro]

"Fire's the best, what can I say," Jag answered with a half smile, clearly joking around. "Seriously, though. Doing what you love is as flashy as anything needs to be. Where do you play?"