Log; Open; Ongoing;

[thewildone]

When; October 16th, evening
Rating; PG-13, possibly R in certain threads
Characters; Time Bomb, friends, guests of friends, random people Curt ran into on the street, and party crashers
Summary; Rain or shine--or total lack of shine--the album release party is going forward.
Log;Curt probably could have managed to throw a larger party, but he didn't really want one, and the half of the bar they've rented out is filling up fast enough as it is. He's gone for his shiny silver pants tonight, because it is a celebration, and a romantically flowing white shirt because that covers up the bandages on his arms. Tonight is a night for many people to get very drunk and listen to the album many times. If there's some use and abuse of newly acquired superpowers along the way, so be it. (It is secretly Curt's birthday too.)

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[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[His ears go red, and he hastily readjusts his hair to cover them.] O-oh. Yeah uh. Yeah. I can do that.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[By now, Lucy is totally aware this sort of thing makes Neil blush. It's the reason she does it. Well part of the reason at least.]

You can even accrue credit with me. I'll add it to your account.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He takes another swig of his beer, then moves in closer and lowers his voice. He's trying to be cool and smooth, okay.]

Th-that's uhmm, definitely a payment plan I can work with.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[He's doing alright really. It's enough to make Lucy smile anyway. She hooks her finger on the neck of his tee shirt and pulls him even a little bit closer.]

So should we start working on your credit score now or do we need more alcohol?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[That takes a little consideration. On one hand, awesome band, awesome party, awesome music, and booze. On the other hand... okay yeah, not actually that difficult of a decision.]

Well uh. Stephen's not at home, obviously, 'cause he's here. So.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Your place then. [She is now going to start downing her drink.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He throws back his head and chugs the rest of his beer. His haste kind of hampers it from all going down smoothly, so he coughs slightly.]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Don't choke on me, Stud. [Lucy gives him an amused look. She takes a last sip of her drink, licks around the rim of the glass to get the sugar that's left there and leans past Neil to set the drink on the bar.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Y-- [He coughs one more time, but stifles it against a fist.] Yeah, 's cool. I'm fine.

Ready to go?

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

So past ready. [The cough gets a big grin out of her. She nods at him then leans in to kiss him. It's a entirely too much for public but when has that ever really mattered to Lucy.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Oh, are they still in public? It's possible Neil didn't notice because right now Lucy is the only person in the room. He takes her hand.]