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It's Thomas's Birthday and Everyone's Invited

Invitations had gone to everyone Thomas knew, and it was made expressly clear that they could bring whoever and however many people they wanted. He also made it clear that all who were present were guests, not food, and that while consensual feeding was permissible, no one was obligated to let anyone feed from them. He also made it clear that absolutely no one was obligated to wear any more clothing than they wished, and if someone wanted to show up partially or even entirely nude, he would thoroughly enjoy it.

His apartment itself was a large luxury apartment, and the living room area would easily be able to handle the guests even if there was a good turnout. He'd put out a table that had plenty of store bought snack trays and desserts, as well as a bowl of punch that was labeled 'no blood' and another 'blood punch' bowl that was labeled 'blood'. The kitchen counter had several bottles of various types of alcohol and plenty of beer for anyone to serve themselves at will. The living room, kitchen, dining room and main bathroom were immaculate, at least at the start of the party.

However, should anyone wander back to where Thomas's bedroom and master bath were, they would discover that Thomas was actually a slob, and simply didn't use the majority of his apartment, as they'd find those areas had dirty clothes strewn about, as well as beer bottles and other miscellaneous items. However, the door to those rooms was shut to discourage people going there, and there was a second bedroom that was entirely empty that he'd encourage people to go to instead should they wish to find some place a little more private.

Thomas himself had decided to dress in honor of a comment Natasha had made in jest once, wearing tight jeans under chaps, a pair of cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. There was even a tiny little vest that didn't reach far enough across his chest to be buttoned. Naturally, there was no shirt.

[[OOC: Thomas will be going around and talking to everyone, but this is a party mingle log so feel free to post amongst yourselves.]]

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For most of the party, Evie is mingling. She's comfortable in a pair of jeans and over-the-knee boots, happy to be here. in her hand is a glass of blood punch, but she doesn't drink much. She's not the biggest fan of parties, but as always, she finds herself making exceptions.

For the birthday boy, she's come with a gift- a rather nice shirt that she thought would be hilarious to gift him. Given that oh- well, look at that. Absolutely no shirt.

At this point, she'd be shocked if he ever did wear a shirt.

Seeing Evie, he smiled. This was the kind of party he liked. A lot less formal, no actual dress code, and the sort that attracted the types that Thomas far preferred hanging around. Like Evie.

Opening the present, his grin widened.

"Let me guess, you took a look at all the things I had, and noticed that there was one thing I didn't seem to own."

Someone thinking Evie at a party was fun. What the hell? Jacob would die, if he weren't a vampire, at the very thought.

"Not an original thought, I gather?"

Rhomas had his own unique tastes in what company he thought was best at a party.

"It's fine. I might even wear it. I do wear shirts sometimes. Just not on vampire business, usually."

But when he was hanging out at bars, or just relaxing at home, he usually did wear a shirt. He just liked playing up the whole 'sexy vampire' image when he was doing something somewhere that would be linked to his vampire image.

So, he just really liked not wearing shirts.

"So I've noticed." She chuckles a little. "I hope you do like your gift. The party's wonderful, so far." High praise from the woman who liked spending her free nights with a book and a cup of tea.

"Yeah, it's nice." And it was a nice shirt, and he didn't have a lot of those, so it could come in handy.

"Thank you. I always prefer more relaxed, informal parties than the types most vampires throw, myself."

Of course, that could be because most vampires were significantly older than 34, and were more likely to want an old fashioned ball than something that mostly focused on people hanging out and having a good time. He suspected Evie felt the same way, since she didn't seem like the type to want to go around in a fancy dress. He could be wrong, though.

It's a fact that Evie really dislikes wearing dresses. The jumpsuit trend had been a blessing for her, and really she tries to get away with pants whenever possible. Even when she was still human, she'd hated dresses. Always got in the way when you were trying to, you know, scale a tall building.

"And here's to that." She lifts a glass toward him with a calm smile. "And the birthday boy, of course."

He raised his own glass in return. "Of course," he agreed, before taking a drink. "And I assume everything's been going well for you since our recent improvements to the nest?"

In other words, the fact that they didn't have Raymond at the head anymore.

"They have!" She concedes. "It's nice to have a bit of a break. Pity it seems our work is never done." There were other terrible leaders to put down. And a nest to get back in working order, most importantly. She was planning on sticking around for some time, in order to help that.

"At least we're back on the Night Council."

"It's not? And here I was thinking I could go back to my usual habit of ignoring vampire politics forever."

Of course, he didn't really think he could ignore them forever, but he certainly did think he could avoid thinking about them too much now that Jean-Claude was in a position to make sure things didn't get too crazy.

"I am glad we're back on Night Council, though. That was a worrying position we were in for a bit, there."

"I am, as well. I believe Cooper will do a good job representing us." She wasn't a close friend of his by any means, but he'd provided some interesting points. He was someone it was easy to underestimate. But his resume spoke volumes.

"So do I," he agreed. "You know, it's funny, I didn't like him much when I first met him, but now that I know him better, he seems pretty okay. I think having him represent us and Jean-Claude as our leader will do a lot to show London that we can be sane and rational."

And that was very important. If they seemed rabid, others would want to put them down. If they seemed civilized, others would consider working with them. It was very important to control that image.

Evie chuckles a little. "First impressions aren't everything, and I find that more true in vampires than in anyone else." They had spent decades honing an outward appearance to blend in. Then there was, as there so often was, a true self. And that usually was older and crankier but certainly more wise.

"I think it will. It's the dawning of a new era in politics, truly."

First impressions could be rather unreliable with most vampires, he found. Likely because vampire politics could be intricate, with plenty of scheming and subterfuge, which was largely the reason Thomas didn't like to get too heavily involved with them.

"Oh, I agree. I don't think there could have been a bigger change in the philosophy of how the nest is run."

He hoped the other supernatural races would take that as a sign that they could give the new regime and the nest a chance to prove itself, though he wouldn't be surprised if they didn't trust it right away. After all, vampires could be tricky and conniving, and just because they put a stop to the outward brutality, everyone was still well aware of just what sorts of instincts lay beneath the surface.

It was a relief for Caroline to be at a party she had no hand in planning - and not just because this meant she could get started on the drinking portion of the night right away. This definitely had a very different atmosphere than the Christmas party and it was pretty awesome.

Knowing Thomas' take on her fancy dress code, she'd gone out and found the skimpiest party dress that she could wear and still feel comfortable in. It was definitely nice to see the attention it got her.

When she finally spotted Thomas, she grinned. "Happy birthday!"

Spotting Carolyn, a grin spread across Thomas's face. "Carolyn! Hello!"

His gaze slide up and down her dress, and his smile widened. Of course Thomas appreciated scantily clad women. And men, too, sometimes.

"And I see you're taking a page out of my book and enjoying a more relaxed dress code than what I usually see you in. I like it. Are you having fun?"

Caroline grinned back. "Well, when in Rome, right?" She glanced around the room, happy that she is far from the most scantily clad here. "And yes, I am. How about you? Is this everything you dreamed of?" She was always ready to fix things if anything was going wrong.

"Of course." And she was 'doing as the Romans do' quite excellently, in Thomas's opinion. "And yes, this is great, thank you. I mean, I guess it isn't everything I dreamed of, but that's only because I'm not relaxing on a beach on a sunny day with a daylight ring while attractive strangers rub me down with oil, but it's everything I was hoping for for this party."

And even if something did go awry, he would see no reason why Caroline should be the one to fix it. After all, she was the guest this time, so she should relax and have fun, in Thomas's opinion. Besides, Thomas's idea of a party was pretty low maintenance.

She laughed. "That's a dream I can definitely get on board with. It's so frustrating, not having a ring. Or a beach filled with attractive strangers and oil." Of course, one day she hoped to change that.

"I agree, although I'm sure the latter would be fairly easy to arrange if we only had the former."

After all, who wouldn't want to join a party of people oiling up sexy vampires? They could probably get that now, but doing something like that at night just wasn't the same.

"We'll have to get right on that, once we do get them," she said, nodding. "So, any requests from the birthday boy tonight?"

"Hm..." he paused, thinking about that a moment. "You mean aside from us all trying to get as drunk as possible and singing along badly to some music?"

Because that sounded like it would be an awesome time to him.

"I already picked up on that one," she said, gesturing towards the blood punch. "And I do appreciate the compliment of imitation you've got going over there. So, what else do you want for your birthday?"

"I really liked it when I tried it at your party, so I figured I'd have some at mine." Now, for a real answer to what he wanted. Aside from what he was already doing or what she couldn't give. He shrugged. "I don't know. I'm usually happy with anything shiny, pretty or sexy, and you showed up, so that's two out of the three."

She cocked her head to the side slightly. "You didn't mention shiny in the invite or I'd have been able to manage all three." She's joking ... mostly. As Thomas should know by now, Caroline is a bit of a perfectionist and anything less than 100% just isn't good enough.

"Then it's a good thing that I didn't expect you to be all three. Besides, you're fun to be around. I wouldn't mind if you weren't any of those things...although being pretty and sexy is always a bonus."

He was just happy to have people present and ready to have a good time.

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