II ❖ ＳＭＯＬＤＥＲ 【Closed Log】

[cinder_ella]

WHO: Cinder & Team CRME [& Adam if he decides to join]
WHAT: After successfully taking over a luxurious hotel under the guise of a security team, they get to celebrate.
WHEN: 01/12
WHERE: Nova City

[Cinder wasn't about to stay in a cruddy motel room. No.... She refused to. With their headquarters now all but lost, it was clear they needed a new one. What was the best way to go about that? Find a place that was cushy enough, yet would't draw too much suspicion. And the question raised into her mind. How would she go about fulfilling it without drawing suspicion and what did she need to plan for to achieve it?

Over time, they'd manage to sneak their way in. The hotel seemed to be having security issues and Team CRME could handle that much. So they did as they said and did a damn good job. Eventually they allowed them to stay in their rooms as thanks for their hard work. And then hard work turned into trust by those who worked at the hotel. It wasn't that hard to go from there and take it over. The people who had worked there had either fallen into submission with the clear context that they would follow orders accordingly, or they were taken care of otherwise.

With all that said and done, they'd successfully managed to take it over. Cinder had outfitted her own luxury suite to her liking. But what was a victory without some sort of celebration, right? So while the celebration was amongst those who had been involved was kept to themselves, they could enjoy their victory. There was no need to alert unwelcome guests.]

Now see... Isn't this much better?

[OOC: I'll make individual posts and from there people can tag separately so that we don't have a huge wait on each person.]

Comments

Mingling;

[cinder_ella]

Party;

[cinder_ella]

Party;

[neapolitiny]

[Well, it certainly is nice back living the high life of luxury that they oh so deserve. Even if he staff might be iffy on them, who cares? It was theirs now with hardly a soul to say otherwise.

At least, not a smart soul.

Happily partaking in the free desserts, dressed in pink, she enjoys one of the maraschino cherries and more than likely plans on taking probably far too many back to her room later.]

[mintchip]

[ The staff would get used to them or they would probably get fired-- or worse. That's all that mattered, so Emerald wasn't even remotely worried about it.

In fact, she was rather enjoying not having to wear a big jacket to keep warm and is going to try to steal a maraschino cherry from Neo tyvm. Stop hogging them. ]

Not too bad.

[neapolitiny]

[More than likely the 'or worse' knowing all of them.

Multicolored eyes cast a glance upwards when she takes her cherry but eh, it's Emerald. She at least likes her more than most others which...is probably not saying a lot?

Looks around the room and gives a small shrug but looks pleased none the less. They certainly did well for themselves.]

Re: Party;

[maybeitsmaybelline]

[Roman has also dressed for the occasion, donning a crisp white suit and red tie. He's even ditched the hat, which made hair styling take exponentially longer but at least it looks good.

He catches Neo's eye from across the room. He theoretically saw her while they were getting ready, but he'd been so preoccupied with his own vanity that he hadn't properly noticed her. The dress suits her perfectly. He sidles up to her with a tumbler of the brandy she gave him and a plate of dessert.]

You look stunning.

[He bends down to give her a kiss on the lips. It's unusually tender for him, especially in a semi-public place, but he's in a good mood and they've already scared the staff into silence. He can let his image slip a little tonight.]

[neapolitiny]

[Not only did they really see another in the dressing process, she had helped him with his hair which one just one of the many little secrets they kept between themselves, of course.

But, she decided the final product would look much better within the confines of the party in all it's glory thus making her go downstairs first. He certainly enjoyed those long looks at himself to make sure everything was 120% proper.

She certainly took advantage of the food that was there, and for free no less~, so the kiss was given with a lingering taste of sweet cherries. A smile graced her lips with a raise of her shoulder in a 'what did you expect?~' jest. But having him be affectionate in public (sort of) was also a reward in of itself.

Turning, she offered him the bowl of cherries which was something she surely wouldn't be so willingly to give up to anyone else.]

[sarcaskick]

[ It's a little-known fact, since he doesn't get many chances to do so, but when Mercury drinks too much it has one more side-affect other than the usual intoxication. It has a real effect on his attitude - that is to say it gets rid of his attitude, and for a few short hours the snark and biting humor is brushed aside in favor of a level of friendliness that, coming from him, is almost frightening.

Given that the room has a well-stocked minibar (had a well-stocked minibar) and that they could call up more drinks whenever they wanted via room service, tonight's one of those rare nights. Hey, it's a party.

At this point he's already visibly affected, a light flush in his cheeks and a telltale smile stuck on his face as he walks around to look over the room with a beer in his hand. Two beers, in fact, since if he bumps into anyone while making the rounds he's going to offer them one too. If you want to see what Mercury's like when he's not being a total shit? This is a rare chance to do so. ]

[mintchip]

[ Emerald has likely seen this side of Mercury before. Which means that she's going to go intentionally leech enough niceness off of him to make-up for all the everything he puts everyone else through. (She doesn't mind him most of the time after all, as long as she's not in a bad mood already.) Which is probably why Emerald herself has both of the little mini-bottles of Jack Daniels on herself-- one stored somewhere on her, the other already half gone in her hand as she puts her other hand over Mercury's eyes from behind. ]

Guess who?

[ She might get a little playful and handsy when drunk, sorry. And no she's not letting go until he actually guesses. ]

[sarcaskick]

[ He doesn't respond right away, tapping his chin thoughtfully with the neck of one of his beers. ]

Well let's see... There are so many possibilities, buuuuuuut...

It's Pyrrha, isn't it?

[cinder_ella]

[Cinder really should be scolding him for drinking so much, but frankly...? This was a party/celebration for their hard work. Of course alcohol would be involved. It wasn't like Cinder was exactly the influence in the first place. Still, she could help but chuckled at drunk -- or at least slightly drunk -- Mercury. The more friendly Mercury was strange, but she'll just take advantage of this for the time being.]

Well aren't you just a social butterfly.

[sarcaskick]

[ Hey, when it's time to get down to business he's as serious as everyone else - but this isn't a business night, as far as he's concerned. To be fair, if Cinder told him to put the drinks down and cut himself off the stuff for the night, he'd oblige without question. He knows who the boss is, here.

That being said, he's glad she doesn't, and he can't help but grin a bit as she addresses him. He should probably try to be a bit more composed, since it's Cinder and all. ]

What can I say, it's a good night to be us!

[ He says, offering Cinder the other beer in his hand.

... it might be a bit late to act composed. ]

[maybeitsmaybelline]

[Roman didn't know what kind of drunk Mercury was, but he wasn't keen to find out. Personally, he would've preferred a private party with Neo in their suite, but he figured that Cinder would get tetchy if they didn't put in an appearance. Still, even Cinder couldn't coerce him to babysit teenage lightweights.

He's had just enough brandy that he can't think of a graceful escape, so when he sees Mercury coming his way he just turns on his heels and starts power walking in the opposite direction.]

[sarcaskick]

[ It's too late. Their eyes have met, and now they must have a Pokemon battle socialize.

He doesn't use his gunboots, but Mercury quite literally launches himself after the criminal, catching up to leap over him with a front flip for style and landing--

--stumbling--

--landing a few steps ahead of Roman's attempted escape route. Somehow, he does this without spilling his beer all over the place. ]

Pumpkinhead! Was wondering if you'd show!

[dramaticals]

[party? really....?

he wasn't so sure if this was even necessary, but he wasn't going to argue against it. he would much rather head back to his own room, turn off all the lights, and rest until the next mission.

hell- he might even find a good book to read, he hadn't done that in forever. this place didn't exactly excite him, and there were hardly any other faunus to talk to. well.... there were some, but he wasn't going to converse with them unless he had to.

however he did end up attending the party in the end. he came to the party in a regular suit, however his dress shirt underneath it was red. he still had his gloves on, even his mask, so he hadn't changed entirely at least.

the bull faunus stood off to the side, looking around at everyone and debating whether or not to just leave. gatherings just weren't for him.]

[mintchip]

[ You're not leaving, Adam. In fact, slightly-drunk Emerald (she had to make sure Mercury didn't get the whiskey somehow okay) is going to suddenly grab his hand and start pulling him further in the room. ]

Come look- [ She stops when she seems to have lost track of Mercury while she was getting Adam, squinting. She wanted to show him the amazing sight of Mercury not being an ass. ] Nevermind.

[dramaticals]

[what does this weirdo want-....

oh now she's done with him.]

What were you even trying to show me?

[cinder_ella]

[Why not? They weren't living in a crappy place anymore and they've succeeded with what they were trying to do. Why not celebrate those facts? So despite him wanting to turn in early, Cinder's not going to allow it for the time being.]

It won't kill you to mingle you know.

[dramaticals]

[well, at least cinder wasn't so bad to talk to. it was just....

...mercury. he was someone that got on adam's nerves.]

It just might. Not me- but I may end up strangling someone else.

[cinder_ella]

[Cinder hasn't really worn anything special, but damn does it feel a lot better to be in a nice, cushy place with appropriate heating for once. Motels were no living space for her. She was a queen (figuratively) and deserved to have 5-star living space.

So while the younger members were having fun drinking, she should have scolded them for it. Still, it's a party/celebration. It's not like Cinder was the best role model anyways. If nothing else, it was definitely humorous, so as long as they didn't go overboard with it.

She was no exception, drinking her own alcohol. In fact, she'd been drinking for a while now, but there seemed to be no signs of intoxication. Clearly, she couldn't show that much weakness to the others. There was no way she was going to settle for something like a beer, so she opted out for an expensive bottle of good champagne to toast the celebration.]

[maybeitsmaybelline]

You're not going to drink all of that yourself, are you?

[Roman's dressed up in a white suit and tie, but it's more for his vanity's sake than anything else. He pours himself a glass of her champagne without waiting for her reply. Chalk it up to the brandy he's already gone through. He's not drunk, but he's pleasantly buzzed and his impulse control is bad enough when he's sober.

He gestures at Mercury and Emerald, shaking his head. ]

Look at them. What a couple of morons. [And then, because he's curious and a little bit tipsy, he glances over at Cinder.] Were you ever like that?

Settling in;

[cinder_ella]

[mintchip]

[ Excuse everyone while Emerald is busy here turning the temperature up at the thermostat panel to a nice 75. She missed you proper heating. ]

Much better.

[maybeitsmaybelline]

[Roman's been investigating the billiards table in the corner of the lounge, but it's amazing how quickly you notice the heat when you're wearing a coat. It only takes a few minutes for him to come fix the thermostat. He wasn't paying attention when Emerald adjusted it, but she's the only one dressed for that heat so she's getting glared at anyway. ]
 
... Seriously?

[Not gonna fly. He turns it down to a comfortable 65.]

A little cold builds character.

[He gives her a condescending pat on the shoulder as he passes on his way back to the billiards table.]

[mintchip]

[ UHG. ROMAN DON'T DO THIS, 75 ISN'T EVEN HOT.

Emerald rolls her eyes and waits for him to pass before getting up and running back to change it up to 70. It's halfway between it's a nice medium right?? See, she's compromising. ]