Like thunder screaming out for a flash of lightning

[flawed_immortality]

[Cor's not great at this whole party thing, especially as this time it's not just a family gathering but intended for the friends they'd made here as well. The video starts with Cor sitting in a cushy white and grey striped armchair, a stone fireplace beside him glowing warmly. It's a classy set up and far above the townhouses they've been in.]

It's New Years, celebrations are in order. His Majesty, Ignis, and I have obtained a larger space and we'd like to offer our home for the festivities. Feel free to stop in, have some snacks, and await midnight with us.

[Locked from Regis]
[He looks a little paranoid at first, double, then triple checking that he's done this right.]

It's also his Majesty's birthday. He's always eager to sweep it under the New Years celebrations but he has no reason to shy away from any such celebrations here. Don't let him.

[Action - Party Start~]
[The new house is really very nice. It's nothing compared to the Citadel but it is very nice. Clean and homey with the accents of warm wood that, if Cor didn't know better, he'd have thought was reclaimed.

There's a fire in the hearth, hor d'ouerve trays laid out on the kitchen counters. The replicator is of course available to anyone who wants something specific, though you might be surprised to find she responds to voice commands and is distressingly cheerful to talk to. The house is open for examination! Go on, explore folks, mingle away.]

[Action - Midnight]
[As chill as the night is Cor makes a point of slipping through the crowd throughout the evening. There's a number of Lucis Caelums and other magic users as well. So when the time comes near he does his best to usher everyone into the backyard, or at least onto the back porch.

He's certainly not the one to lead the countdown, no someone more energetic can do that, but at the final count a series of spells get fired into the night sky. They may not be traditional fireworks but a few Flares, Thundaras, and spells he has no names for will work well enough, don't you think?]

Comments

[promittere]

You don't say? And here I thought you had nothing in common.

[scourgingstars]

I fear some things simply too deeply ingrained to differ between myself and the others. Terrible fate, really.

[promittere]

Not the worst fate you could have, I'm sure. You could have the same dislike of vegetables as your kin.

[scourgingstars]

Who knew good taste wasn't hereditary? Shame, that.

[promittere]

It would have certainly made things easier on me if it was.

[scourgingstars]

Alas. Perhaps we're fated to make your life difficult, or at least interesting.

[promittere]

Now that is something I could believe wholeheartedly.

[scourgingstars]

Truly terrible. I hope it isn't a fate too objectionable.

[promittere]

I wouldn't change it for the world.

[scourgingstars]

No, of course not. Your commitment is deeply admirable, my friend.

[promittere]

[Awww, he called him friend...]

It's the least I can do.

[scourgingstars]

[he's warming up give him time]

Nonsense, it's effort worth praising no matter how you try to underplay it.

[promittere]

If you insist. I'll have to keep that in mind.