♫ Best Mistake Party ♫ (Invite only)

[Pi dArtois]

Pi was an eaves dropper, she knew it, but how could you not when a) you have vampire hearing and b) well, she was nosey and curious about what Doc had to say about Cytherea. She hadn’t expected any words in favour of his turning though, which surprised her.

Turning her head she looked over at where the group were talking her gaze tracking silently to Charles and the people he was talking to. Their history had been a fraught one. His turning not something either of them talked about, her because she was an intensely private person and him, well she didn’t really know if he’d talked about it with anyone.

Their failed history was just that, history. However bad and awful the beginning they had survived it, and he was right. She also liked where she was at, liked where her life had taken her and the people she had met, and while she regretted how they had began, she didn’t regret where she was now at all.

She smiled, a little wistfully before moving her gaze back to the man beside her. “They’re not going to break themselves you know.” And nudged him towards the table.

(ooc: So hard! Cause Chloe's at work, so Pi and Elliot are a bit stuck over by the pool table )

[Nerissa Clemming]

Nerissa stayed quiet as the others started to talk about relationships. She didn't understand what it was like to love and didn't really care. It seemed too messy. She payed attention to the conversation enough to chime in if she was talked to, which was fine with her. Socializing wasn't her strong point, so she watched the crowd.
Her mind started to wander and soon she was lost in her thoughts. She started going down the familiar rabbit hole and her emotions started to get away from her as her past resurfaced. Using all her will power she pulled herself back to the present and shook her head. The last thing she wanted was to start bawling in front of strangers.
She caught the last of Doc's statement and grinned. "I agree with you. With all the traveling I did I'm grateful I ended up here. Best decision I ever made."

[Lennox Tyler]

Lennox smiled as Doc went into doctor mode and spoke like a true shrink. Nodding her head as she listened to his every word and chuckled. He was completely right. Life and their futures were really like a large chain reaction. If anyone made a single change to their past, they wouldn't be who they were. Hell...they could probably be worse off and who in the hell wanted that? Not Lennox that was for damn sure. Smirking as he hooked his arm around her again. "If you're in a good place, there is no reason to look for change. Don't dwell on the past but keep your eyes on the future. I for one am glad that you aren't stuck in the SR or I wouldn't be apart of your life and what would you do without me and the body parts that I gift you." She playfully winked at him.

[Doc]

Doc gave Nerissa a genuine smile. It was a rare thing. He normally smirked or grinned. He rarely genuinely smiled. The fact that Nerissa agreed with was great. That fact that she agreed with him and vocalised it, was ******* awesome. He watched her, memorized her movements, emblazoned her face on his mind. He knew Lucretia was a keeper. But **** him.. Lucretia could pick ******* awesome spawn.

He was going to have to cultivate a relationship with this one. He knew she was a watcher from before. But now,.. he knew, she was a watcher.. that ******* ‘agreed’ with him. That was a ******* sundae with a cherry on top. But it was -also- a fine line. He refused to steal from Lucretia. She was too precious to him. Lucretia intimately cared for her spawn. As he should, and mostly failed at. If he had to watch Nerissa from afar, so be it.

Doc pulled Lennox close and rested his forehead against her head. No words said. Merely a quietly understanding between the two of them. But he watched Nerissa.

[Roderic]

I'm listening more than I'm talking. Which is what I enjoy doing more. What I'm better at. I see the look on Doc's face at the idea of a quiz, and smirk a little. I probably would look the same way if the cards were in reverse. "Some of it should be pretty simple." I assure him before stepping back a little bit.

"I'll find pencils. Or pens. Or something to write with." After being forced to be in close quarters with people for about an hour, I wouldn't mind the space. A breath of fresh air. I'm leaving Skylar's side before she can object and going over by Sapphire to see if she has anything I could start passing out.

I'm about to ask her, but it dawns on me. Sapphire isn't a common name people name their kids. An alias? I look her up and down. I wonder how Skylar became friends with a prostitute. She seems the type. Ditzy and slutty. I take a step back as my right hand squeezes together a couple times. "Never mind." I tell her without ever asking for the pens.

[Skylar]

I don’t feel the need to comment on the whole no need for regrets thing. Mainly cos I’m suffering from one right now; I regret never telling Ric that hurting Dillon hurts me. Had he of known that, my best friend might still be alive. I mean yeah. That event made me realise I can forgive Ric for more than I ever thought possible and he did finally say he loved me that night. Still… I’m pretty sure those things would have come about a different way if Dillon were still breathing.
Ric walks off and my attention is immediately split between the group I’m with and him. I move so I can keep an eye on him and watch the way he acts. Though to be fair I’m not just watching. I’m trying to feel him too. Something’s not right. Though I don’t need my superpower to tell me that. I’m sort of an expert in that boy’s body language.
“Excuse me.”
I smile to the group and head over to Ric.
“You need a break babe?”
I lightly run my hand down his arm but I don’t take his hand just in case he needs his space.

[Nerissa Clemming]

She curiously watched Doc's reaction to her comment, and for a second she wondered if she said the wrong thing, but his smile reassured her that she was okay. She nodded to Ric and Skylar as they left, then turned her attention to the others. "If you would excuse me, I feel another need to drink coming on." She then turned around and headed towards the bar, taking a path that gave the new couple enough space. She ordered another drink, keeping a close eye on Sapphire while she prepared it, and then slowly headed back to the group. She stood close to Pyper and took a sip of her drink, not quite sure what to say. So she waited for another opportunity to join in.

[Roderic]

I shake my head and look at Skylar. "No. I was looking for writing utensils. For the quiz." I don't look at Sapphire or in her direction as I go on. "Where did you get that human from again?" I point in Sapphire's direction, still not looking at her.

"I'll go look over there." My hand moves to give Skylar's a squeeze before I go to the opposite side of the room in search of pencils. I know I won't find any, but I didn't want to be anywhere near the human pet of Skylar's. I start searching table tops, then looking near the end of the bar, furthest from Sapphire. All I find is a penny and a business card to some steak house under the foot of a stool. "Do you like steak?" I ask as my head pops up and I stare at Skylar.

[Pyper]

Lucretia did not seem very aware of the activities that festered around her. Like she was suspended in time, and only her, the rest of the world continued to move and buss with energy that seemingly skipped over her. Skylar approached and she spoke. Others chimed up with their voices but with her mind muddled and convoluted with other thoughts, the alleged savant resumed her role in the observation game. Within the grueling first handful of speech therapy sessions, emphasis on studying the way other people speak was important. Their tones, diction. How the lines in their face move. Pyper did this, falling to the wallpaper. When surrounded by so many unknowable elements, she felt that thriving drew too much attention, like open wounds.

At Beverly's name being brought up, her fingers tightened around the other woman's entanglement of dactyls. It was most likely the only bodily response she was allowing people to see out of her. As Charles and few others knew, despite there being basic differences in her understanding of the world, so much more happened behind the brisk blue eyes that had the lids relieve it of the dryer air every so often. Observing and learning worked best when a person saw with their eyes, and utilized their mouths less. She would practice the things they said, retain and backtrack to analyze information at home. If Beverly didn't sleep right away, they could compare what they saw.

[Skylar]

When he says he doesn’t need a break, I immediately wonder what the source of his anxiety is. I don’t have to wonder long though as he asks about Sapphire. My mind takes a moment to process what it is about her that could make him uncomfortable. I mean sure she has a stripper name but she’s a nice girl, just a bit… well she’s no intellectual let’s put it that way.
He’s off before I can reply, so I just watch him. When he comes back I observe how he keeps his distance from Sapphire in his search for writing utensils. Then he randomly asks me about steak. I move around the bar and stand in front of him.
“While you’re dow…”
I stop that suggestion mid-sentence and just smile at him.
“She was a waitress at the Uni bar. Still is. I’m thinking of asking Elliot to hire her at Lancaster’s so she can skip out as and when I need her. Why? Do you know her.”
If I knew he was worried she might be a stripper or something I’d of explained her name, as it makes sense when you know she’s the daughter of a jeweller.