Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7974155-20141004121438/@comment-26543176-20141007121528

Looking at each other the trio who had come to the party together, were about to head their own separate ways in the party. Lýsing with a quick smile to her companions walked off into the depths of the party, and was quickly chatting with a large group of very very rich people, seemingly dominating the conversation after only just joining it.

Orion and Vermont looked to each other in surprise before shrugging quickly "women." They both echoed each other as if it answered their question's completely, and in a way it did.

"SO Orion," Vermont started straightening out his waistcoat. "What in the 7 hells are we going to do at thing party, I mean the only thing here I could talk about is the bar. . . Huh, Light-bulb. be back later Orion, try to not blow the place up or do anything to stupid." Wandering away from his younger compatriot, Vermont made his way over to the exquisite bar. Quickly familiarizing, himself with the bottles and what they contained, he was soon mixing drinks, with his usual expert level of skill. Flipping a bottle around his wrist, he topped off the cup of a young fellow while shaking a canister of something for another. Feeling a smile pull at his lips Vermont was at home.

Giving a rueful little laugh as Vermont became king of his own little domain, Orion felt that a large amount of drinking was in order. Wandering over to the bar, he sat next to the same young man Vermont had just served. Leaning back, Orion noticed that what he could see of the fellow's face was rather familiar.

"I'll have something barkeep, shaken not stirred."