Caroline Forbes (
vampire_barbie_girl) wrote in
undergrounds2016-12-10 05:29 pm
Islington Nest Christmas Party, Dec 17 [Open to all Nest members and their guests]

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.]

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She looks around. "Say hello to Cesare Borgia- I'm sure you already have, this is his hotel after all. His dates are always fun- and he's killer in bed, if you like something a bit rougher."
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When Nancy suggests Cesare though, Caroline laughs. "Yes, we've met. Remind me to tell you that story at some point." Actually, she should probably bring the perfume with her and see what Nancy thinks of it. "But I will keep that in mind and be sure to at least say hello to him later."
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"Ah, good. Anything with Cesare is sure to be a story." Honestly, she should probably not be talking about her work life. But talking about it casually like this with Caroline... It was different than talking to Cooper about it. For obvious reasons. Especially when it wasn't framed in the context of her job.
"Other than that, Thomas is a sweetheart and used to do porn." And didn't really get along well with Cooper.
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She nods. "I can imagine. This is a pretty good one, spoilers, at one point I almost threw my drink in his face." It had been an awkward moment, though part of her still regrets not doing it. The story would be better if she had.
"I met Thomas awhile ago, actually. He came into Rhapsody and heard me sing. Do you remember my hair from the birthday party? He did that." Maybe she had already met everyone worth knowing.
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"Really! Brilliant- I do, your hair was beautiful. I had no idea he had that sort of skill." She'd maybe have to hire him on one day.
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"Yeah, apparently he does hair for the shoots sometimes. Though I don't know how fancy the hairstyles get in porn." She shrugs. She's not sure how much she really wants to know about the business anyway.
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The string quartet starts playing 'O Holy Night' and Caroline smiles, since it's one of her favourite songs. "Do you have any Christmas plans?"
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"That's always fun. What about you? Going home for the hols?" If Caroline was angling for an invitation, she wasn't going to get one. Few outsiders got to experience the den. Even Cooper hadn't been.
Though that was for his safety, as well as Nancy's own.
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"Ask Cooper, maybe, he'd want to do something?" He was not invited to her family thing. She'd had this conversation with Dodger, about how as much as she wanted to, bringing him around Fagin was an awful idea. Word could get back to Bill. And that would be a huge sort of mess for everyone involved.
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"Oh- well, I'm sure he'll be okay with that." The idea that she could give permission, too, was lost on her. It was Cooper's flat, not her flat. She just happened to live there.
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But it would keep him safe, which was the important part.
"I should let you mingle- I can't take up all the hostess' time."
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She smiles before heading off in the direction of one of the newest arrivals.