Bring on the fireworks

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

WHO: Everyone who can make it to Mechanisburg
TONE: Fun! 
RATING: PG upwards depending on how drunk some people get (hey, kissing at the Midnight mark can get raunchy!)
WHEN: 31st December
WHERE: The brew hall in Mechanisburg, Germany
WHAT: Mamma's invited the staff and students of Hogwarts to join in with the New Year's eve party at her old brew hall! Families are welcome, the waitresses adore children!

Festivities were in full swing at Gkika's brew hall - the dancing girls on stage being cheered on by the bar patrons, the beer wenches mingling in the crowd and deliberately thickening their accents for tourists. The music was lively as to be expected, there were drinks and food aplenty. What more could you want?

Gkika herself was donning her 'Mamma' clothes as she circulated the crowd, making sure people were behaving themselves and not hesitating to bodily throw out those who didn't, all with a big grin on her face.

(ooc: Feel free to tag amongst each other, it's party!)

Comments

[wwistful]

[Murdoc is by no means a party person, but he enjoys Mamma's company, alcohol, travelling and. Well. Not being totally and utterly alone on New Years. Let's face it, kids don't want to spend New Years with Dad and Dad doesn't want to spend New Years with kids.

By this point in the evening, he's already had a few. Thankfully his Irish blood is preventing him from being so terribly drunk that he gets up and sings for everyone. However, he is tipsy and oddly pleasant. A mix of the drinks and the overall satisfaction with the year. He can't say it's been a bad one, even for all the shit that's happened.

He's smiling faintly as he takes a deep swig of his whiskey, but he isn't actively participating in the festivities.]

[wavesofjade]

[She's spent her time with her family over Christmas, but she couldn't say no to getting away for a little while and seeing some of her friends over the new year. Being what she is, and therefore having impaired liver function, Dolores has to keep a close eye on how much she drinks and has only had one or two, enough to have her slightly giggly.

So, when she spots Murdoc, she's quick to swoop in on him and kiss him on the cheek, before sitting down and smiling brightly.]

Hello, dear.

[wwistful]

[Murdoc had spent his Christmas with his boys and at least one of his daughters and had honestly found it..cathartic. It had been an exhausting few months, being home seemed to finally put all of that at ease.

Speaking of things that put him at ease, he smiles as she spproaches and allows her to kiss him without shying away. Though he considers it, he's not quite ready to return the favour. So he's just going to raise his glass at her.]

Do you say hello to everyone like that, Miss Maryam?

[wavesofjade]

Of course not, you must be very special to be given such a greeting.

[Her nose wrinkles as she smiles, and she raises her glass in return, taking a quick sip before she sets it down.]

I didn't expect to see you, but I am glad that you're here.

[wwistful]

Then I suppose I must be flattered.
[He takes a long sip of his, making it apparent as to why smiles are coming so easily for him tonight.]
I had nothin' better to do, I had thought it would be pleasant to spend the evenin' amongst friends. [And when he says friends, he can't help but give Dolores a knowing look. He's fairly certain she knows she's one of the few people worthy of the title.]

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

[Oh but the festivities are coming to him.

A large bottle of some suspiciously green liquid that might be a distant cousin to absinthe is slammed on the table by Murdoc's arm along with two shot glasses, and Mamma sits before him, BEAMING.]

Sveethott, iz time hyu learn to play drink like de Deutsche do. Hy promise no kastenlof at least - don't vant hyu gettink a cold on New Years. [GRINS.]

[wwistful]

[Murdoc nearly jumps as the bottle is slammed, but his surprise is replaced with eagerness as he surveys the bottle. He beams at it, then at her with interest.]

I'd love to!

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

Dots de spirit! [Chortles and fills the glasses right up.] How have hyu holidays been so far anyvay, dollink? Hyu children behavink?

[Passes a glass to him, clinks it with hers', and SWALLOWS.]

[wwistful]

I love the spirit. [He smiles pleasantly as he clinks his glass against hers.] They've been well behaved, yes. I'm almost waitin' for one of them to act up, it's so terribly strange.

[higherthaneverybody]

[Rhys, for once, has not showed up to a social event looking amused, or even particularly pleased to be there. He'd told Gkika he would come, before things had gone sour for him over the holidays, and he didn't see any particular reason not to show up. But he's ensconced himself in a dark corner, and is mostly just drinking and watching the crowd with a brooding expression.]

[wavesofjade]

[Rhys, you should know that if you have a heartbeat then you can't hide from a vampire. She locates him almost instantly but leaves him be for a little while before she approaches and slides into a seat beside him.]

My dear... you are going to frighten the girls if you keep such a dark look.

[It's a gentle teasing as she touches his arm, looking at him with faint concern.]

[higherthaneverybody]

[He's not hiding ... exactly. He just doesn't want to be bothered, and he's sure there are several colleagues present who would like nothing more than to take advantage of his dark mood. Dolores, of course, not being one of them.]

I have no interest in the company of girls, so that suits me fine.

[He doesn't smile for her the way he normally would, though he doesn't tell her to go away, either. Truthfully, he's not sure how he feels about her being here. She is one of his only friends, and yet he's not certain how much he can or wants to tell her about Kurloz.]

[wavesofjade]

[The only thing she wants to have to do with his dark mood is to lift him out of it, and she notices that change in his smile, leaving her fingers resting lightly against his arm.]

I can leave you be, if that is what you would prefer.

[higherthaneverybody]

You're not a girl. [He means she's a woman, but it comes out kind of awkwardly - again, not typical for him, at least not for the 63 year old him. He sighs, and shakes his head.] I'm afraid I'm not very good company tonight.

we have so many threads going but I need role reversal in my life

[wwistful]

[Murdoc has had a good many drinks before he finds himself gravitating closer to Rhys. He isn't nearby him by any means, he has no reason to approach him, but the fact that he looks so sour is fascinating to a very tipsy Murdoc.

He has his head propped up in his hands as he sits at his own table and doesn't seem to realise he's staring pointedly at Rhys from his nearby location.]

RIGHT?

[higherthaneverybody]

[It shows just how distracted Rhys is that he doesn't even notice Murdoc's presence, or that he's staring, for sometime. Even though the other man isn't exactly sitting at his table, normally the Potions professor would have been quicker to see him, make some comment.

Tonight, though, he just gives him a cold look and raises his voice just slightly.] Something I can help you with, Donoghue?

it'll be beautiful

[wwistful]

[That is only more fascinating to Murdoc. Though he still hasn't quite realised how intense his stare is. He knows he's looking, but he'd expected Rhys to approach much sooner. Strange.

He raises an eyebrow as Rhys speaks and there is something in his words that tickle Murdoc for no apparent reason. He smiles a little as he's addressed, but it eventually spreads into a ridiculous grin at Rhys.]

Evenin'.

[higherthaneverybody]

Are you drunk? [It's a pity he can't appreciate that goofy grin, but he's not in the mood for the petty bickering and bantering he and Murdoc often engage in. It just seems so ridiculous and superficial right now.]

[savviest]

[Jack is a traveller by nature, so an abrupt trip to Germany isn't anything of an inconvenience to him. He's more than happy to apparate there and swagger up to the bar. It's apparent he'd already treated himself to pre drinks, because he's walking like the world is slanted.

When he finally manages to work out how the doors work, he's the life of the party. He's chatting up the girls, dancing, drinking, hanging around the bar, trying to play an instrument, drinking and working out how to have other people buy his drinks.

He's pretty damn rowdy right now, perfect way to ring in the new year.]

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

[Mamma's more than happy to have Jack there - she even gives him the okay to join the girls on stage if he wants to show his cancan skills. Once he's around her general area again, she approaches with a large bottle of rum and two glasses.]

Care for a drink vit Mamma?

[savviest]

[He tries, however, he can't seem to get his legs up high enough. That just makes him want to fall over. So he's going to turn his attention to the beautiful woman with the beautiful booze.]

I thought you'd never offer. [He flashes her what he thinks is a charming smile.]

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

Hyu seemed busy. [Chortles and gestures for him to sit at one of the few unoccupied tables, quickly filling the glasses with generous servings of rum.]

Are hyu havink a goot time den?

[savviest]

I can always make time for a lovely lass like yourself.
[He swaggers over, practically falling into one of the chairs and chinhandsing at the rum.]

I am having an excellent time.

dang what a late thread

[angelfruitcake]

[For someone who spends so much of his time being fussy and proper, when the booze comes out, Ezra knows how to put it away. And he certainly has been putting it away; he's already gone through one bottle of wine and is well into a second. The sheer amount of alcohol he can put into his system without dying of poisoning has always been incredibly impressive, though this does not mean he remains eloquent even when utterly smashed.

Because he really, really doesn't.

And utterly smashed he certainly is. He's just come out of a long, rambling, very odd conversation on the nature of eternity (one of his favorite drunk conversation topics) with an unsuspecting patron of the bar, and now he's in full-on terrible drunken philosophy mode and looking for new conversation partners.]

Never too late

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

[Unfortunately for Ezra's speech-making ways, Gkika is something of a cockblock for grandiose discourses. In this situation she does it in a rather blunt manner by introducing a whopping huge spoonful of slightly less-than-hot sauerbraten to Ezra's still talking mouth.]

Enuff ov dot, sveethott, have sometink to eat!