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[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ fidgeting, way too dressed up for his own good. tugging at his tie, shifting his weight back & forth between his feet. looks about as unhappy as he can get. ]

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ has already taken off his own tie and halfheartedly straightened it again, not minding the way it's crooked slightly. kicks an invisible something-or-other, shoving his hands into his pockets. grumpily mutters underneath his breath one simple word: ]

Man.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ fidgets some more as his eyes roll up towards the ceiling in a long-suffering manner. ]

Yeah. I know.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Can't we just ditch this already? I'm bored!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

No car.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ gives a disgruntled look up at damon, now crossing his arms over his chest like a child who didn't get his way. might be a pout in there, too. ]

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ snorts, looking more amused now & tugs at his tie some more. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ yawns loudly and puts his hands behind his head, sort of leaning on damon's side nonchalantly. nudges with an elbow; time for random conversation. ]

So why aren't you taking summer school or anything, genius?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ has lingered by the bar most of the night, taking pleasure in simply watching albert mingle whenever we comes into view. hasn't been one for speech throughout the evening, smiling politely to those who reach for conversation, though declining any offers for a dance.

takes a sip of her drink and continues to lean on her resting spot, not really paying much attention to anyone in general for the time being. ]

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ & this makes her even harder to find, as he has no crowd to follow. has actually made eye contact with albert once or twice during his search, only to excuse himself when he realizes that brianna was not within the radius. a slight nod in a random direction by albert from their latest not-really meeting sets him on the right path, thankfully; makes a small note in the back of his mind to thank him once they all escape the bustle and high-class cheer. declines any offer of drinks or refreshments whenever he comes across a waiter, attempts to be polite whenever someone tries to stop him for a light conversation. little bits of everything is taking effort, makes him tired.

first thing he does after slipping into the seat next to her is sigh in relief, elbows braced heavily against the counter as he hangs his head. ]

Goddamn it. Always the last place--!

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ isn't surprised by his sudden appearance, taking her time in blinking over at him with fond amusement written on her face. reaches out with a hand to stroke his hair a few times, placing the hand back at her side before taking another sip of her wine. ]

Aw, my poor baby.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ looks over at her drink & makes beckoning motions with a hand. ]

Hey. Gimme a sip?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow over at him. suddenly gets an idea; motions to the bartender and beckons him closer, whispering an order to him into his ear. leans back again into position when she's finished, raising the glass at damon, simply in a brief gesture and nothing more. ]

Patience, young one.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

The hell-- you'd better not have ordered me juice or milk or whatever!

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ excuses himself from the crowd that had been entertaining him for the past hour (or two; he doesn't bother to remember) in search of a drink. momentarily thinks about joining brianna at the bar before shaking it off, deciding to humour the desire to enjoy the company that the party has to offer a little while longer.

doesn't get too far, however, when he spots a familiar combination of hair, body stature & attitude -- raises an eyebrow when he realizes that nathan is alone, with damon nowhere to be seen (especially after the multiple number of commotions they seemed to kick up). curiosity ends up making him approach, though he is careful to do so from nathan's blindside. ]

Ah, silence. How peculiar.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ was too busy dazing off into space (where the hell is he passes through his mind several times on account of his brother wandering off & not coming back for some time) to notice anyone at all, thus he jumps and yelps within the sudden proximity of a new voice filling his ears.

groans and looks up at albert, his scowl a little stronger than it was moments before. ]

What's it to you?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Was that level of noise necessary?

[ despite his words, he doesn't look at all phased -- not even amused -- as he joins nathan in the corner. stands close enough to the wall to be leaning on it while keeping a comfortable distance away between them. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Uh, yeah. Not my fault that it's so damn noisy.

[ crosses his arms over his chest, looking away and towards the offending source of said noise. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ corner of his lips lifts a little, settling himself as he watches the crowd as well. ]

I suppose. If you had wished to let the room know of your predicament.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ grumbles this and that, averting his eyes elsewhere. ]

Yeah, I'm sure the old ladies love you. You've got nothing to worry about, yatta yatta, whatever.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ is glad to be able to find her relatively quickly at the bar as he sheds one polite smile after another in his path towards brianna. when he arrives at his destination, he slips into the seat that damon had been in only moments ago, sharing a brief conversation with the bartender as he orders his drink -- the original objective of his departure from the conversations (which had actually be mildly entertaining & thought-inducing).

eyes flicker to her as he brings up an elbow against the counter, propping his chin on it as he breathes out. ]

Party not to your tastes?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ blinks a few times in mild surprise, tilting her head towards albert. gives a tiny shrug within a warmer smile, going back to her drink casually. ]

Not quite, but I am enjoying myself greatly.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

My apologies, princess.

[ gives a nod of thanks when the bartender returns with his drink, sipping at it to relish the slight burn it causes down his throat. ]

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ lip twitches upward into an amused smile. ]

It's quite alright. You can just make it up to me later, after all.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ & this is when his hand would find hers on the counter, his fingers tickling at hers for silent permission. ]

And what might you desire?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles, shifting her hand a bit to allow him better access. lets out a tiny sigh. ]

Must I choose? There are so many options.