callipygos: (smug!)
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.
forewarned_is: (yeah no)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] forewarned_is 2012-12-13 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Think you could say that a little louder?" She half-turns to raise an eyebrow at him. "There's a chance some of the humans here didn't hear you. We could open the window; you could shout it towards Times Square."
changeinasnap: (oh please)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] changeinasnap 2012-12-13 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, please, like I'm the only one who's ever cracked a couple skulls around here."

He rolls his eyes.
forewarned_is: (who asked you)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] forewarned_is 2012-12-13 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
She rolls hers, in tandem.

"If you're going to persist in talking to me, you might as well go ahead and tell me what you did with the mistletoe."
changeinasnap: (eyebrow semaphore)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] changeinasnap 2012-12-13 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Why, he thought you'd never ask! Beaming smugly, he points up to a tiny green plant clinging to a rafter.

You know. The rafter directly over Kali's head.
forewarned_is: (you think you're funny)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] forewarned_is 2012-12-13 04:21 am (UTC)(link)




Kali doesn't even glance up.

The mistletoe bursts into flame, and sifts down as ashes.
changeinasnap: (riiiiight.)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] changeinasnap 2012-12-13 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Somewhere in those ashes, if you listen very closely, you might here a tiny help meeeeeee! a la The Fly.

He knows it's going to be totally lost on her, but he can't help himself.
forewarned_is: (you think you're funny)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] forewarned_is 2012-12-13 04:32 am (UTC)(link)



Still calmly: "Are you done?"
changeinasnap: (and one more thing!)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] changeinasnap 2012-12-14 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Wait. Almost."

He snaps his fingers: three more mistletoe plants appear on the charred rafters, each one wearing a tiny mistletoe-sized Santa hat. In harmony -- squeaky, squeaky chipmunk harmony -- they burst into "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer."

(And this time, they're fireproof.)

"Now I'm done," he says cheerily, lifting his glass in a toast. "Happy winter, darling."

With that, he sweeps onward to find someone else to pester. FOR NOW.
forewarned_is: (don't bother me boy)

Re: Dance Floor

[personal profile] forewarned_is 2012-12-14 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
She makes a tiny irritated noise and moves off in the other direction.

(At least he doesn't seem to have guessed that she knows.)





Somebody should probably tell 'Dite about the new mistletoes before they get into the punch.
Edited 2012-12-14 04:32 (UTC)