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Aphrodite Dionaea ([personal profile] callipygos) wrote2012-12-01 06:44 pm

holiday party post

Aphrodite's New York loft is done up to the nines.

The first good look as one enters is of twinkling Manhattan through the big windows, lights bright against a dark winter sky. The windows take up most of two walls; the rest of the space is largely empty, the star of the show a glowingly polished hardwood floor perfect for dancing.

There's a cluster of low-slung couches and chairs at one end of the room, velvet and leather and very inviting. They're situated by the fireplace, which lends them a cozy glow-- though it isn't cold anywhere in here, despite the windows.

Aphrodite is very proud of a few things about tonight:

1) The music, which spans a decent range of time periods and tempos, and will be playing for most of the evening.
2) The decorations, understated but quite lovely: softly glowing lights, silver and gold ribbons wound around columns and draped from the ceiling ... the occasional strategically placed bit of mistletoe.
3) Her dress.

And yes, darlings, there is a very well stocked bar and counter full of snacks.

That's what happens when you enlist the Three Graces to help you plan your shindigs.
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-10 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Well," Voodoo says, rolling his neck (NO HE IS NOT FLEXING WHERE ON EARTH WOULD YOU GET THAT IDEA), "not specifically. But they give you the core 'n upper-body strength for it."

He looks back at the pole and smirks. "Took some lessons a few years back. Lost a bet. Makes for a great party trick."
Edited 2012-12-10 08:42 (UTC)
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-10 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"That it does," she agrees with a grin. "Not that I know anything about pole dancing, but you look pretty pro to me."
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-10 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Voodoo grins back. "Why thank you. Ain't often I find someone who truly appreciates my poledancing."
Edited 2012-12-10 23:32 (UTC)
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-11 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"How often do you even get to show it off?"
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-11 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
"...well, this is the second time in about...four, five years."

Make of that what you will, Nita.
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-11 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"More often than I would have thought."
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-11 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
Voodoo smirks. "First time I had to put on a show for the platoon. Direct order from my team leader. Long, long story."
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-11 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Nita laughs.

"Okay, come on, you can't just leave it at that!"
boston_bruiser: (har har har)

[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-11 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, can't I?"

Voodoo be trollin' tonight.
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-11 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
She gives him a look, crossing her arms.
boston_bruiser: (shit-eating grin)

[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-11 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
Voodoo rubs his chin, pseudo-lost in thought. "Memory's a little fuzzy...might need a little motivation to clear it up."
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-11 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
Nita's eyebrows go up.

"Such as?"

Maybe she doesn't care as much as she originally thought.
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-11 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)



"Beer."

And with that, he heads off to the liquor table.
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-11 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
--Nita snickers and follows suit.

"The loosener of tongues."
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-11 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mhm." Voodoo snatches up a bottle and opens it one-handed (you Learn Things, being Navy for a decade).

"Now," he says, "where was I, again?"
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-12 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"On a pole," Nita prompts, reaching to pour herself a glass of wine.
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-16 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Voodoo nods. "Right. Anyway. Back when I was with Team Three, I was at this strip club with one of my buddies, Chemo. We called him that because when he was a little kid he ate these fuckin' berries that gave him this fever that made all his hair follicles die, so he was just fuckin' bald all over. Anyway, I was kinda drunk, so I said something like 'hey, all this poledancing shit don't look so hard, all you gotta do's grind your ass against this pole', right? But one of the male strippers, he heard me and he got a giant stick up his ass about it. He bet he could poledance better than I could, and 'cause I was a drunk motherfucker I was like, 'you're on'. Loser had to pay for poledancing lessons from the winner.

"Now, he gets up on the pole and he's doin' all these fancy twirls and holds 'n shit, and broads're practically throwin' their panties at him. I get up there, and I couldn't even lift my feet off the ground, I was so fuckin' wasted. Spent the next coupla months learning how to poledance from Fabio there.

"Now Chemo couldn't never keep his damn mouth shut about personal shit for long. And one day, unbeknownst to me, he mentions to our team leader that I was, y'know, learning to poledance in my spare time. So we're, y'know, training, gearing up for another deployment cycle, and then one day as our element headed into the ops room, I saw this giant pole right in the middle of the room.

"And I think to myself, 'oh, fuck.'

"Then the lights go down, these strobes and fog machines go on, the bass someone set up is thumping this electronic crap. Then our team leader says, 'Chemo tells me you know your way 'round this shit, Voodoo. Prove it.'

"Next thing I know, everybody's pushing me toward the pole, yellin' all kindsa shit. 'Dance, bitch! Dance!' 'Show us your tits!' 'Grind that shit!'

"And because I was such a good sport, I complied. Stripped down to the waist, showed 'em my stuff, laughing all the way. They even started throwing money at me halfway through because I was so damn good."

He takes a drink from his beer.

"But all in all, it was incredibly gay."
Edited 2012-12-16 23:09 (UTC)
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[personal profile] nita_callahan 2012-12-17 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
By the time he mentions the strobes and fog, Nita is giggling; by the time he gets to the end of the story, she's shaking her head and laughing outright.

"Wow. That's classy as hell."
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[personal profile] boston_bruiser 2012-12-17 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Voodoo shrugs. "What can I say? I'm a classy motherfucker like that."