Islington Nest Christmas Party, Dec 17 [Open to all Nest members and their guests]

[vampire_barbie_girl]

Caroline has worked hard to put together the evening's event, which is not only a Christmas party but also hopefully a chance for the Nest to celebrate its new leadership. The room at the Angelo has been decorated with a winter wonderland theme which, while not exactly original, is quite lovely.

A string quartet is playing a selection of Christmas and other classical music. Any attempts to feed on the musicians will result in the perpetrator getting thrown out the party, or worse. But feeding on any of the hired help or performers should be unnecessary, since several varieties of "blood punch" are available to drink. There is also food and other drinks available for non-vampire guests and anyone else who wishes to partake.

There is a strict black tie only dress code and Caroline will tell anyone who is under-dressed to go home and change.



[The event is happening on Dec 17th but I wanted to get it up early so everyone had time to do get involved if they so desired.]

Comments

[baisant]

As it would happen, Caroline isn't the only one who has noticed Joscelin's behavior. Jean-Claude has as well, and he is headed that way, drawn by the sound of Joscelin's agitated voice. He knows for a fact that Joscelin would not normally want to cause a commotion, and Jean-Claude is keen on stepping in and preventing that before it begins.

"Mes amis," he greets the pair of them, as he sweeps in, offering them both his best pleasant smile as he spreads his hands between them. "What seems to be the trouble, here?"

[dredefulchilde]

Ah, excellent. Someone intelligent, at last.

"Jean-Claude," Joscelin slurs, pulling himself to his full, meager height. "Tell this woman that I am perfectly all right. She seems to think that I am drunk and making a scene."

[vampire_barbie_girl]

Caroline rolls her eyes, before turning to Jean-Claude. "If you could please tell him that I'm right and help keep this from disrupting the entire party, that would be very much appreciated."

[baisant]

Jean-Claude holds up both his hands in front of him in a pacifying gesture. Whatever it is that he's walked into here, it's clear that the pair of them are clashing over conflicting opinions. He isn't sure what's started this, but he supposes that Joscelin's behavior in this moment has something to do with it.

"Mes amis, please," he pleads gently. "We are all three of us old enough to talk this out amongst ourselves here." He turns to Joscelin, careful that he isn't treating him like a child -- he knows how much the other vampire hates that. "Are you feeling quite yourself?" He has never heard him slurring in such a way before.

[dredefulchilde]

"I wasn't disrupting anything until she came over and made a scene," Joscelin points out. He's starting to feel oddly giddy, and clings to a nearby chair to stay upright. His eyes are too bright, pupils so dilated that only a little bit of blue shows around the black.

He looks up at Jean-Claude. "Tell her I don't get drunk. I can't get drunk, what with having been technically dead for six hundred and seventy-nine years." He pauses, licks his too-pale lips, and adds, in French for Jean-Claude's benefit, "I do feel a bit strange, though."

[vampire_barbie_girl]

Caroline decides its probably best to hold her tongue at this point. Especially after that comment about the vampire being 379 years old. No wonder he called her an infant.

That said, she still knows drunk when she sees it. She looks over at Jean-Claude, hoping he does too.

[baisant]

Jean-Claude frowns at Joscelin's admission, happy to switch to French if it should help the little vampire be more honest. "Strange? My friend, strange how so?" He steps forward and moves to put a hand on Joscelin's shoulder, to keep him upright lest he start to sway over, before turning his deep blue gaze to Caroline.

"Mon amie, I would have the full truth in this. Please, recount to me the interaction you have had so far tonight?" he asks her. Has someone drugged him, perhaps? Or could it be... He glances over to an abandoned punch glass nearby.

[dredefulchilde]

"The room is...how do you say..." Joscelin moves his hand in a spinning motion, suddenly unable to articulate in a language he's been fluent in since birth. "Everything is strange. The colors are too loud.." He accepts Jean-Claude's hand on his shoulder only because he doesn't trust himself not to fall over otherwise.

[vampire_barbie_girl]

Caroline knows enough French to know that's what they're speaking in but not enough to understand. She bites her lip slightly as she thinks about Jean-Claude's question. "I really didn't see much. Just him wobbling around in the middle of the room."

She's beginning to wonder if this is more than just another case of too much drinking.